Chapter 435 62 Jiutian and the Eight Immortals (1)


Chapter 435 62. Nine Heavens and Eight Immortals (1)

The giant blue dragon moved forward in the direction pointed by Xian Tian. He controlled the clouds and mist, stirred up strong winds, and formed a rare and terrifying storm on this broken star.

As a scaly true dragon, he was born to use the power that existed in every corner of the world, but even if the storm raged, the white mist still shrouded the place, with the same color in all directions, with a despairing death gray. After walking a certain distance, he took out a bronze vessel. The vessel was curved, like an upside-down bowl, with a white bone beast's face engraved in the center with eight sharp teeth like sharp knives.

Chang Ming recognized that this ancient beast face was a creature named Du'e hiding in the void. Such creatures often come in groups, with wings covered with bones and snake-like necks. Their images appear in many worlds. They are associated with disaster, because once they appear, it means that the void of this world is turbulent, and the cracks that appear are enough to allow ordinary people to glimpse this population far away from the world. The void is turbulent to this extent, and the world is naturally not far from death, so it is not surprising that these creatures are linked to disasters.

Changming opened the round cover of the vessel and slowly poured the thick black blood contained in the vessel along the opening.

The thick black blood seemed to have self-awareness. It was winding like a dragon and a snake the moment it left the vessel. His long-bright golden vertical pupils vigilantly looked at the flow of the black blood. He smelled an unusual aura, a powerful and unusual force that extended from the void. His will is revived in the black blood.

The black blood fell into the mist, and the white mist seemed to be eroded by corrosive liquid. A hissing sound could be heard. At this moment, in Chang Ming's perception, a hole seemed to have broken through the mist covering the entire world.

He did not hesitate to escape along the traces of black blood flow, and the dragon swung its tail.

The black blood flows much faster than Chang Ming, and the fog closes at an unbelievable speed. The water droplets that make up the mist reflect the cruising figure of the giant green dragon, carrying the storm away quickly. Chang Ming was frightened along the way. If this was some kind of formation that Chang Ming had never known, then the master who arranged this heavy fog was more important than many big shots he had seen.

Even the good and evil laws of the good world cannot allow Jiutian to treat him like this.

Who is coming?

Doubts linger in my mind. Ahead, the fog breaks, and I see the starlight and the dead darkness of the universe in my eyes.

He was free.

The giant green dragon looked back and saw thick black blood drying at the exit of the fog. He looked up again and saw ripples in the void. It was these ripples that opened up the fog that shrouded the world. A giant shadow that did not belong to the material universe emerged from this area. Passing by, the open bone wings briefly obscured the starlight on the other side. The thing glanced at Chang Ming, twisted its snake-like neck and disappeared into the darkness.

Then, Chang Ming's eyes were filled with astonishment.

He was sure he heard it right!

Just before the black blood completely disappeared into the white mist, he heard the dragon's roar coming from the white mist.

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Xian Tian looked at the figures in the distance with great interest.

With hair hanging from the dragon's horns, eyes closed and chanting mantras, the man sits cross-legged on the top of a growing tree, with jade tablets chiming together, revealing the ancient gods at his command.

Xian Tian lightly pressed his red lips and said with a smile: "I know that if a Xingcai Prince dares to blatantly stir up troubles in the world, there should be a big man behind him who can hold up the cards. From this point of view, this big man is indeed big enough. It’s fat enough, don’t you think so, Your Highness?”

After she finished speaking, she saluted to Li Xi'an, and then looked behind Li Xi'an. There was a dark figure standing there. The dark figure was silent in response to what Xiantian said.

"After all, no living being should even think about offending a true dragon who is a saint," Xian Tian said.

Li Xi'an said nothing, but his closed eyes opened slightly, with a touch of light golden luster hanging down.

On the contrary, God in the ancient world used the jade plaque to send cordial greetings to Li Xi'an, the fox ancestor.

"Idiot, hahahaha! This stupid fox has mistaken me for Xingcai!" He laughed unbridled, "Master, let's beat her up. If we don't pluck her hair clean, I won't be the heaven of the ancient world! Just nine! How dare Wei Tianhu do this to you, Master!”

"Which era is this god? I have never seen it in Tianyang's records." On the other side, Xiantian asked curiously.

"It's so rare, a dragon standing on top of the world, a god that has never been recorded by the heavens. It's so good, so good..." She clapped her hands as if applauding Li Xi'an, her flawless face A smile rose up, and the red lips were raised. This book was beautiful, but the pair of strangely rotating eyes stared at Li Xi'an. The iris was beautiful and beautiful, but it was cold without any warmth. Only the hunter was interested in it. The greed of prey.

Then, Fox Fairy continued, "If I can take you back to Tianyang, it will be... a good talk in the future."

Even if the food immortals showed their true faces and the Cinnabar that once destroyed Heaven returned to the world, Xian Tian did not show any fear. "Master, doesn't this woman even ask you where you came from?" Li Chengqi whispered to the side.

"She's too lazy to ask." Li Xi'an responded.

"She thinks she's going to win and then there will be no secrets for her."

Li Chengqi said angrily: "More crazy than me?"

"But not as crazy as me." Li Xi'an calmly took out the No Card and put it into Li Chengqi, stood up, and pulled out the Fainting Sword.

"She has to stay."

Xian Tian was alert, the spirit had already flowed out of his limbs and bones, and even overflowed, spewing wildly around him.

Ahead, with the treetops disappearing, the dragon stood up and pointed the ancient red bronze sword at her.

Inexplicably, when she saw that ancient sword, Xian Tian felt a sense of familiarity in her heart, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

But before Xiantian could continue to observe, a question came from the white mist.

"Fox, if you stay here, will Jiutian change your name?"

Xian Tian stepped back suddenly, and an arm made of ice jade penetrated her previous position.

Then the second and third ones, Tongtian's arms fell one after another, like torrential rain. The terrifying wind brought by the waving arms diluted the fog, allowing Xiantian to see clearly the source of the arms. At this moment, she almost screamed Voice.

"Jade Hairpin Shunde?"

Deep in the white mist, a statue of ice jade stood there, eyes closed and a thousand hands facing the world with a compassionate face.

She took a long puff from the cigarette, letting the smoke cover her expression.

Can't go wrong.

She is too familiar with Yuchai Shunde's creation method.

Xian Tian stared at the top of the white mist through the smoke. Under the Thousand Hands Statue with his eyes closed, there was the dragon holding an ancient red copper sword.

"Who are you?" Vaguely, Xiantian felt that his previous definition was too early. This ghost was definitely not the protector of Prince Xingcai.

She blew out a puff of smoke, which rose and curled into the shape of a fox.

"Suisui white fox, nine-tailed pangpang..."

The next moment, the nine-tailed sky fox raised its head and broke through the white mist. Its long and fluffy tails swayed. There was a statue of a god sleeping on the tip of each tail.

At this moment, the sleeping statue opened its eyes, uttered maxims, and was filled with divine patterns.

A hint of coldness flashed across Tianhu's narrow eyebrows.

The dragon holds an ancient sword, its thousand hands rise up, and swims out. The fox fairy wagged its tail, and its nine images were constantly bright, colliding with it.

Strong winds, heavy fog, the jade hands of nature are like rain falling, divine glory, bright white, the sound of the sky fox moves the world!

(End of chapter)

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