Chapter 557 26. When the dragon is trapped
There were many ghosts and shadows, constantly tearing at the altar.
Every confrontation between the two figures would tear the entire world apart, followed by a ghostly figure bursting with bright light from its belly, and being annihilated in the bright light.
The ghosts and spirits evolved out of the realm with their stomachs, briefly forming a battlefield that would not endanger the altar. However, this confrontation was too terrifying, causing the battlefield to collapse instantly. These ghosts and spirits naturally died under the collapse of the battlefield.
Just as the previous ghost dissipated, the next moment, another evil ghost opened its mouth and swallowed it, once again maintaining the collision between the two within the realm of evolution.
That's how it should be.
But one claw grabbed the evil ghost's upper jaw, and the scales were so strong that they shattered the evil ghost's sharp teeth. A small golden sword jumped out of the evil ghost's throat like a fish, circled around the evil ghost several times, and cut it into several slices. Then the claw grabbed the golden sword and jerked it. The evil ghost's body fell off like dust, revealing the dragon wrapped in the evil ghost's body.
The moment he appeared, the evil consequences that were rushing up to devour him again stopped and began to retreat slowly.
Li Xi'an stood on the Tianshan altar again, looking at the dark stone slabs under his feet, and then looked up at the giant door standing on the sky. He is very familiar with this door. He used to sit cross-legged in the altar, guarding this place, maintaining the existence of the ghost gate, so that the ghost Su Long can find the instigator behind the vast sea.
Now it was the other way around. The unshakable and the filthy formed the barrier guarding the gate of hell in Tianshan, and he became the outsider. Li Xi'an breathed slowly and long. Under his robes were bulging muscles and scales. He had not completely transformed into a dragon body, but there were no traces of the human form.
Being surrounded by many evil ghosts makes him cruel and terrifying, and he is closer to the word evil ghost than evil ghost.
He withdrew his gaze and stared indifferently at the man who emerged from the evil ghost's body.
The sword light in the man's hand collapsed, and he pulled out a brand new sword light as before.
"You took over the body of Bamboo Basket Soul Collection just for this hell gate?" Li Xi'an said.
"Yes." The man replied.
"It seems that you are very confident about what is behind this ghost gate. You are confident enough to deal with me."
The man's expression remained unchanged, not because of how keen Li Xi'an's intuition about the Gate of Hell was, but because during the previous confrontation, the voice in his body kept roaring at the red dragon, revealing a lot of information. For example, the appearance of the Gate of Hell was In order to suppress the red dragon, now the red dragon has come to do what they want.
In this case, it is almost as if the bottom is leaked.
"In order to ensure that the altar and the gate of hell are not affected, we constantly create new realm battlefields. I am standing on the altar now, and you are so lax, are you not afraid that I will destroy it?"
After saying that, Li Xi'an clenched the faint sword in his hand and suddenly exploded! The firelight in the sky sank, converging on the sword's edge and crashing towards the altar. From a distance, it looked like the entire sky was collapsing, and the altar was curled up and curled up in the color of flames.
A large bronze cauldron was suspended in the clouds, the cauldron roared, and nine bone statues stood up from under the feasting immortals and covered them in all directions.
The spirit in the sky is still expanding, being constantly increased!
The surrounding spirits are flowing crazily, and with the level of spiritual energy in Kyushu, a spiritual energy vacuum can actually appear!
The man moved, but a sharp golden sword light struck him, causing him to pause slightly. The boundless ghosts on the altar no longer cowered, roared and surrounded Li Xi'an, and came to kill him. The scenes on both sides seemed to be frozen at this moment.
The next moment, the fire was majestic, like a waterfall of flames coming from the sky, drowning the demons and monsters on the altar, and also drowning the two opposing figures on the altar.
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In Kunlun, the water of Yaochi reflects the earthly scenery.
At this moment, the fire was raging, destroying the altar, melting the main peak of Tianshan Mountain, and making the main peak of Tianshan Mountain 30,000 miles shorter. The overflowing magnificent spiritual power caused the entire main vein of the Tianshan Mountains to appear burning, the earth cracked, and pillars of lava and fire surged endlessly.
The Kunlun priests surrounded the water of Yaochi and watched in silence.
Until a certain moment, the great priest who was as tall as a mountain said: "Open the ladder to heaven." On the Tianshan Mountain, miraculously, the Kunlun ladder descended naturally, and the thick dark gold color seemed to still exist as if the power of the dragon's veins still existed.
"Send troops." The great priest wearing a gray-white, wolf-like mask continued.
"It was a fierce battle, and the door to hell was opened."
In the mortal world, in the main peak of the melted Tianshan Mountains, golden flames burned blazingly, the red dragon raised its head, and a pair of huge dark gold vertical pupils reflected the opening of the gate of hell on the sky.
A gap.
Gusts of dark wind blew out, extinguishing the flames in the Tianshan Mountains, and the flowing lava solidified into pitch black.
The man in scarlet robes stopped in front of him, holding a sword. The Red Dragon has one edge over him, but cannot really defeat him. The protracted war between the ancestors can last for hundreds or thousands of years. So what if the Red Dragon can defeat him? The goal has been achieved.
So he doesn't care about the integrity of the altar at all.
The door of hell is closed.
The evil fruit reliefs on the door came to life, squeezed together, black clouds floated, ghost fog filled the air, and the evil ghost's treacherous and cold laughter echoed. In that gap, Li Xi'an caught a glimpse of a huge shadow, sitting cross-legged in a river. The first thing to flow out of the gap was the river water with the huge shadow sitting cross-legged.
The dark river water flows from the gap in the ghost gate, like someone pouring some ink into the clear water.
In an instant, the whole world fell into darkness, and the descending Kunlun Ladder was the only bright light in the world. Li Xi'an stared at the gate of hell. The moment before he was about to see clearly what was in the gap, it seemed as if a pair of hands brushed past, extinguishing the candlelight in his eyes and pulling the thread of his death.
The scales were broken, the flesh and blood withered, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and all kinds of signs of decay and death enveloped Li Xi'an.
"Roar!"
The red dragon roared, as ferocious as a ghost, the Five Elements Divine Ring lit up, and the terrifying spiritual energy waves spread around him.
All the signs of decay quickly receded due to his powerful vitality, his scales were regenerated, his flesh and blood were abundant, and his depleted spiritual energy surged into the sea! The shadow of death still shrouded him, but he seemed unafraid. He sat in the flames with cold eyes, no awe, only the ferocity of a beast encountering its mortal enemy.
The man held the sword in his hand, as if waiting for something.
Until the moment when the Five Elements Divine Light lit up, he rushed towards the powerful and terrifying behemoth. A golden stream of light escaped and collided with him. The self-image revealed its true appearance, and the shadow of the giant tree emerged. The immortals cleaned up the dirt and floated behind it. Xi Jianhun Sword roared towards him, and a bone statue briefly stopped him.
The man stared at his id, half-smiling but not smiling.
"I woke up after taking some medicine," he said.
Just when the Kunlun gods arrived, the red dragon's shrill roar resounded throughout the world, and the hot dragon's blood spread all over the mountains and rivers, filling the ravines of the mountains.
Qingniao's expression froze.
A pitch-black iron crutch was nailed through the red dragon's back. At the end of the iron crutch, the light blue Dharma reached the sky and the earth.
Retreat!
(End of chapter)