Chapter 33 33: The golden whip fights the dragon, invincible in all directions
The next morning.
The Wanzhang Cliff in the north of Yunzhou City is rugged and steep, standing thousands of feet high, surrounded by mist and mist; the Feiying Stream is thousands of feet deep, and the deep secluded pool below is bottomless.
One by one, armed men loaded up the babies in bamboo baskets and transported them to Feiying Stream.
"Master Ji, our strength is low; if we go, we will be a burden; the monster dragon should appear later." Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun said with apologetic smiles on their faces.
Ji Yuan was wearing a green Taoist robe, hair tied with jade hairpins, and a pair of golden whips on his shoulders. Hearing this, he did not comment.
Looking at the demonic mist rising into the sky dozens of miles away, over Feiying Stream.
"Fortunately, it shouldn't be as difficult to deal with as I thought." A thought flashed through Ji Yuan's mind and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The strength of this demonic dragon is within the acceptable range of Ji Yuan.
From the demonic energy, one can also judge the approximate strength of the opponent.
This Feiying Stream's powerful demonic energy soars into the sky for dozens of miles; its aura is even greater than that of the Taoist Taoist "Lingxuan" who has practiced Taoism for nearly 500 years, and is only surpassed by the master "Linghe" who is in charge of the Taoist temple.
But compared to the terrifying existence like Qingsi, whose demonic aura spreads and threatens tens of thousands of miles, it is still a world of difference.
In other words, if this demonic dragon is really as powerful as Qingsi in his heyday, then Ji Yuan should not think about capturing the dragon, but should run away quickly.
At this time, babies in bamboo baskets were placed on the edge of Feiying Stream. Their babbling sounds were fatal to monsters in the water.
"Boom!" There was a sudden explosion in the Feiying Stream, and the water shot into the sky and flew thousands of feet high.
A powerful momentum rose from the stream and swept across thousands of miles.
Within hundreds of miles, chickens and dogs groaned, and birds and beasts panicked.
Zhang Fu, Zhao Chengyun and others, feeling the powerful aura, all looked panicked and had fear in their eyes.
At the same time, dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky. In an instant, they covered the sun and became dark; it was as if day suddenly entered night.
"Real person! The demon dragon...that demon dragon is coming out!!" Zhang Qiong hurriedly turned around to remind.
But there was nothing around him; only then did he realize that at some point, Ji Yuan had risen with the wind and mist, and was standing beside Feiying Stream dozens of miles away.
"Zheng!" A pair of golden whips, like two golden lights held in Ji Yuan's hands, flashed with brilliance and could be seen for dozens of miles in the darkness.
"Moo!!"
A huge roar came from the thick clouds; like thousands of sharp blades, tearing apart the air, it headed straight towards Ji Yuan with the aura of annihilating all things.
The hurricane of Zhang Xu flashed past, and Ji Yuan's figure disappeared from the spot.
Thousands of sharp blades flew out of the clouds, but they all missed.
A gust of wind passed by, and when Ji Yuan's figure reappeared, it had passed hundreds of feet, and Yufeng appeared in the clouds.
At this moment, Ji Yuan saw clearly the so-called demon dragon body in the clouds.
It is about twenty feet long and as thick as a big yellow barrel. It has white scales all over its body, a fish tail and a snake's head, and red letters. It has long red beards under its jaws. Its limbs have sharp claws to climb the clouds and cross the fog.
The body of the white dragon is invisible in the clouds and mist, winding and circling, with its head but not its tail visible, and its aura is fierce and unpredictable.
But looking at the atmosphere of its realm, it is also within the realm of [One Qi]; it has not been refined into three flowers and five qi.
Ji Yuan knew something in his mind, and without saying a word, he picked up the golden whip with both arms, exerted all his strength, and hit him on the head.
The four-foot body is as small as an ant compared to the dozens of feet of white dragon.
The white dragon did not put Ji Yuan in his eyes. There was a look of contempt in his eyes, and he stretched out his long left front paw, intending to fly away the blind ants in front of him.
The dragon's invisible momentum enveloped dozens of feet in the area as it grasped; the tens of thousands of kilograms of force carried by a random strike seemed to condense the air into a viscous state.
If an ordinary monk does not practice the Mysterious Skills of the Physical Body, even if he has mastered the Three Flowers and Five Qi skills, his physical body will be weak and weak, and he will never be able to stop this claw from grasping him.
But for Ji Yuan, who practices the Mysterious Skills of Gods and Demons, and whose physical body has become extremely powerful, the power of this dragon is only about half as strong as him.
The golden whip of "呲LA", with its immense power, pierced the void,
tearing apart the viscous air. Bai Jiaomei's eyes froze, and then he realized how powerful it was, and he hurriedly tried to pull out his left claw.
But it was too late.
"Bang!" The golden whip hit the dragon's five fingers, with a loud sound, and blood and flesh flew into the air.
"Moo!!" The white dragon twisted its body and screamed in pain.
The five fingers of Jiaolong’s left claw, as thick as a human waist, were whipped down by Ji Yuan, and two of them were abruptly broken; they were shattered into minced flesh, and the bones and blood mist spattered dozens of feet away.
Scales as big as a washbasin are flying in the sky with blood mist.
Drops of dragon's blood, like amber, fell into the Feiying Jian pool thousands of feet below, causing fish, shrimps, turtles and turtles to scramble for it.
Rumor has it that the blood of a true dragon can transform fish, shrimps, and all kinds of animals into dragons; the plants and trees in the world can open their spirits and become elixirs.
The white dragon is thousands of miles away from the real dragon; but its blood also has supernatural powers. If fish and shrimp get it, they can enter the demon world and become spirits.
"The golden whip will never be used, nor can it be taken advantage of." Ji Yuan looked at the slightly bent golden whip in his right hand, and thoughts flashed in his mind.
This golden whip is enough for ordinary Qi refiners to use. It can be called a magic weapon.
But for Ji Yuan, who has amazing magical power after practicing the Mysterious Skills of Gods and Demons, it is too light and too soft to be used easily.
At this time, it is obviously not the time to think about weapons and take advantage of them.
The white dragon was shaking all over in pain, and he did not dare to take action rashly. Instead, he shrank his body into the layers of clouds, seeming a little afraid.
"Boy! As expected of a great teacher, I admit that you are a tough guy, but I am not afraid of you. If you are brave, wait until I put on my armor and we will fight for another three hundred rounds!" Bai Jiao Hong was hesitant to write, but he actually spoke human words.
The voice is young, similar to that of a teenager.
“It’s a joke, since I debuted, I have never fought anyone for thirty rounds, so how can I talk about three hundred rounds?” Ji Yuan sneered.
Ever since he was taught Xuan Kung by Qing Si, he has been basically invincible and invincible in terms of martial arts since he came out of the mountain.
Whether it is the so-called 'high truth' of Yuntaiyuan, or 'Zhao Chengyin' who is famous for practicing his unique skills, or the 'Lingcheng' Taoist master of Jinding Temple; Ji Yuan can all be within three or two moves. Defeat your opponent.
There is no opponent who can even fight for three rounds, let alone thirty or three hundred rounds.
That’s what he said, but Ji Yuan had no intention of giving Bai Jiao a chance to breathe.
Zongfeng whipped, straight into the clouds and mist.
The white dragon no longer dared to reach out to catch the attack, so it could only use the layers of clouds to cover it and flip over to avoid it.
This scene.
When Zhao Chengyun, Zhang Qiong and others, who were hiding dozens of miles away from the fighting, were almost shocked, their jaws dropped.
"Oh my god...this..."
"What kind of freak is this Master Ji! He actually restrained King Bai Jiao with his martial arts alone!!"
They had seen the power of this white dragon with their own eyes.
There was once a Qi practitioner who had been practicing in a famous mountain for hundreds of years. Relying on his superb magic skills, he came to pray for rain and fought with the white dragon. After only one round, he was torn into pieces by the white dragon's sharp claws.
For several years, the monks who were dissatisfied with the white dragon tried to defeat the white dragon with martial arts. As a result, a tail came down from the clouds and was swept into a pulp.
For several years, all monks, no matter how powerful they are, what their spells are, or how good their martial arts are, when faced with the white dragon, they are like a cricket shaking a tree.
I tried my best, but I couldn't even scratch a strand of the white dragon's fur.
Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun looked at each other, and both saw the look of joy in the other's eyes.
"Fortunately! Fortunately, we saw the opportunity quickly; otherwise, I'm afraid we would have turned into meat sauce under the golden whip of Master Ji..."
"This kind of magical martial arts is invincible in all directions; I'm afraid everything There are no rivals in the army; even in the entire Zhongzhou, there are not many."
"The key is that he is still young. This, this is really scary; in the future, we will only have those spiritual objects and magic materials. If there are several, he will give you as much as he wants." Zhang Qiong's heart was beating wildly and she sent a trembling message to Zhao Chengyun.
“This person is really not to be offended!” Zhao Chengyun also nodded heavily.
There were heavy clouds in the sky.
There is no trace at all with the naked eye; only two golden lights can be seen flashing, chasing the dragon.
The white dragon has nowhere to hide, at this moment.
"Don't hurt my king!" Under the Feiying Stream, people shouted in unison.
In Feiying Stream, the rumble of war drums resounded, and the fierce evil spirit shot straight into the sky.
Ji Yuan was slightly frightened by the strong evil aura from the military formation that suddenly appeared. He felt that his whole body was stagnant with magic power, and he almost couldn't hold back the aura and fell from the air.
Fortunately, in the soul, the mysterious talisman that has cultivated magical powers flickered slightly, and it controlled the wind again, and then stabilized the body. Bai Jiao took this opportunity and quickly escaped from the golden whip.
Ji Yuan also pulled away and landed on the ground beside Feiying Stream, only to see a dense forest of swords, guns, and armor coming from all directions.
"The evil spirit of the military formation? It can actually make the monk's magic power not work properly!" Ji Yuan's face darkened.
This was the first time Ji Yuan encountered this situation.
There are clouds of levies all around, and there are densely packed demon soldiers, some with shrimp heads, some turtle bodies, some fish beasts, some tusks, and various aquatic tribes with strange shapes.
Everyone is wearing armor and armor, holding a sword, a spear, and a rifle; they are solemn and majestic, just like an army; with the sound of war drums, the armor reflects the sun, and the cold light of the swords and spears spreads out for several miles. , no less than thousands of people.
After the white dragon fell into the military formation, his figure disappeared;
When the rising clouds and mist flashed past, he stood there standing taller than ten feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and a gold headband wiping his forehead; The handsome young man wearing golden scale mountain armor and holding a silver spear looks like a general commanding an army.
"Hahaha, boy, can't you stand up to the wind? If you fall into my fish scale formation, no matter how superb your martial arts or your supernatural power, you can't escape the death of a thousand blades piercing your heart!" Bai Jiao's voice came from the mouth of the gun-wielding young man. .
It is the white dragon that has transformed into a human form.
Ji Yuan said nothing, staring intently at the white dragon hidden in the center of the military formation seven or eight miles away.
The evil spirit of the military formation can indeed limit the monks' magic power to a certain extent; but the monks are not completely powerless.
Just being shrouded in evil spirits, the time to cast spells will be several times slower, and the operation of mana will become extremely obscure.
But this evil spirit can limit spells, but not magical powers.
The magical power and thoughts are activated; they become one with the Tao, and the magical power talisman is imprinted into the soul and spirit; it is not affected by evil spirits.
The magic weapon [Wind Bag] in the sleeve is still full of aura.
At the Baijiao's command, the shrimps, soldiers and crabs will swim away. The military formation is constantly changing, scattering like lotus flowers and gathering like golden locks; the layers of shields flip over and flicker like fish scales.
Keep Ji Yuan in the military formation.
"Kill!!" From all directions, there are forests of spears and swords, sharp blades above, below, left and right. People among them, even if they have three heads and six arms, cannot avoid them.
Ji Yuan gave a low shout and waved his whip with both arms like strips of golden light, causing a whining and evil wind to sweep through the surrounding area several feet away.
"Zheng!!" The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, sparks flew everywhere, and accompanied by the screams of fish and shrimp, the sharp blades thrust from all around were swept into several pieces by the golden whip.
With great force, the demon soldiers in the front row were beaten until they choked with blood, flew backwards seven to eight feet, and landed in the formation.
But the next moment, endless sharp blades came in clusters.
If an ordinary monk falls into the formation, even if he has superb martial arts skills, he will never be able to escape. He will only be exhausted and be killed by thousands of swords.
Even if you have mastered the magic, there is first the evil spirit of the military formation that blocks the power of the magic, and there is also a dense and endless stream of weapons.
There is no time to cast spells at all.
These demon soldier formation methods are indeed unique in their own way.
With Ji Yuan's martial arts skills, these military formations gathered together. Although he could not break out for a while, they could not hurt him.
It's not that the water tribe demon soldiers' military formation is not powerful; it's that the number of these demon soldiers is too small, not enough to truly form a complete military formation, and they have not exerted their full power.
Only three thousand demon soldiers; if there were ninety-seven thousand or eight thousand more, it would be about the same.
Ji Yuan even felt confident that he could kill through the military formation and rush towards Bai Jiao.
But he has clearly weighed the difference between the white dragon and the demon army.
I don’t want to waste any more.
In the military formation, Ji Yuan let out a long roar and activated his magical power; ignoring the heavy evil aura, a tornado of wind and wind of about ten feet circled past.
The surrounding demon soldiers were blown away dozens of feet.
The wind swept past, and when the demon soldiers gathered together and stepped forward, they suddenly discovered that Ji Yuan's figure had disappeared with the wind.
A few miles away, Bai Jiao had a smile on his face but froze on his face: "This! How is it possible? How can he still use spells when he is clearly trapped in the evil atmosphere of the military formation?"
While he was in shock and confusion, Bai Jiao suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and a creepy feeling came from his side.
Without any time to think, he stepped back almost instinctively, pulling away a crab-headed demon soldier from his side and standing in front of him.
"Bang!" The golden whip suddenly appeared in the wind and hit it hard. The crab-headed demon soldier didn't even have time to scream, and his whole head exploded. The upper half of his body and even his arms were smashed into the lower half. Within the carapace.
Ji Yuan's figure appeared in front of Bai Jiao with a whip.
"Supernatural power!!" The eyes of the white dragon snake showed a look of fear.
The golden whip rises again.
Bai Jiao suppressed his fear and summoned all his strength to raise the silver spear to block it.
"Zheng!" The golden whip and silver gun were handed over, sparks flickered, and the white dragon was knocked back several steps, and half of his body was paralyzed.
Ji Yuan also swayed, and the hand holding the golden whip was slightly numb.
"Gods and Demons XuanGong! You also practice Gods and Demons XuanGong!! How can you, a human being, know Gods and Demons XuanGong!" Bai Jiao looked at Ji Yuan and seemed to notice something, his expression changed drastically.
Ji Yuan was slightly shocked.
This is the first time.
Being seen directly.
"Kill!!" At this time, soldiers and crab generals were all around, soaring into the clouds and fog, flying into the sky, and killing from all directions again.
"Noisy!!" Being interrupted several times by these annoying demon soldiers, Ji Yuan felt slightly annoyed. He flicked his sleeves and used his [Call the Wind and Rain] magical power at full power.
Boom! In the sky, the clouds and mist summoned by the white glue spell suddenly flew away, and the winds all over the sky gathered into a hurricane of tens of feet.
The hurricane whirled around, wrapping up the groups of demon soldiers arriving in the mist behind them.
“Ah!!”
In the whining wind and mist, there were screams again and again, the wind rose like a tornado, and with great magical power, the flying eagle fell down the stream, and the water spray was sucked up thousands of feet. .
Groups of water tribe demon soldiers were all wrapped up in the hurricane, spinning dozens of miles away in the sky, as if the divine wind swept away flies and ants.
The majestic power stirred up smoke and dust for tens of miles of the cliff, and the wind whined, like the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.
This is the first time that I have used all my strength to use my magical power.
Zhao Chengyun, Zhang Qiong and other spectators from a distance were dumbfounded and dragged by the atmosphere. They fell to the ground and rolled into a ball. No matter how much they used their magic power, they could not stabilize their bodies.
Fortunately, Ji Yuan’s target is not them.
The hurricane swept past, carrying thousands of demon soldiers, spinning and flying for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.
It was swept hundreds of miles before being thrown onto the rocks by the hurricane and smashed into a ball of meat.
The white dragon stood blankly.
He relied on it to become king and dominate, and it took hundreds of years to cultivate thousands of demon soldiers who were inspired by enlightenment.
In just the blink of an eye, it was gone into ashes.
He looked at Ji Yuan in disbelief.
"You! You can't kill me!" Bai Jiao kept retreating.
Ji Yuan sneered, swung his golden whip, swept away the silver spear in Bai Jiao's hand with one whip, and smashed the white dragon's head with another whip.
"Slow!!" At this moment, a powerful and vast energy came from the void in the distance.
The next moment.
The void seemed to be condensed, and across an unknown distance, the golden whip in Ji Yuan's hand seemed to be bound by invisible force.
The mighty force could not be exerted at all. With all the strength, the golden whip could no longer lose even half an inch.
Ji Yuan's heart was beating wildly and he turned around to look.
A figure seemed to suddenly appear from the void thousands of miles away, and its overwhelming power swept across thousands of miles.
Take one step and feel as if you are so close to the end of the world, shrinking the world into a few inches.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of him.
(End of this chapter)