New White Snake Asking Immortals

Chu Zhe, head of Chunyang Palace, and King Wisdom face to face.

It can be regarded as the first meeting of the helmsmen of the two behemoths in the practice world of the Central Plains, and it seemed unpleasant. When the head of Chunyang appeared, the King of Wisdom knew that this time the strategy had failed, and he wanted to enter the treasure land of Jinshanyuan.

In the snowstorm, the two looked at each other for a moment.

The King of Wisdom needs to save some face so as not to be too ugly. There is no such thing as the legendary scheming and scheming, and you can just listen to it. It can't be fixed in advance, and every moment is full of countless changes.

"Master Chu, you can't stop me." Wisdom King said with a smile.

Hearing this, Chu Zhe nodded seriously.

This kind of existence that has been known for hundreds of years without ascending is very powerful and difficult to deal with, but it is not invincible. So far, only the one in the forbidden area of ​​​​Longmen Desert is the most terrifying.

"That's right, but my junior brother is very interested in you, and I will join hands with him."

"Oh? Who?"

After the question, King Wisdom twitched his brows, and a person, or rather a sword, came over in the wind and snow in the distance, Gan Wu, the head disciple of Chunyang Zixu Qiyun...

Gan Wu, holding the old sword in his arms, was trembling, yes, it was similar to a snake demon boy.

The King of Wisdom knew that the news he had learned at the beginning were all false. According to the intelligence, there were not many people staying at Shenhua Mountain in front of him. The two teamed up, especially Zixu Ganwu's amazing fighting power, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop them.

On the top of the tower, Bai Yujun raised her dragon gun and slammed it at the treasure on the top of the tower...

The movement seemed to become very slow, the body volleyed, the slender waist bent back and gathered strength, the raised arms fell, and the slender blade of the black dragon's gun barrel flickered with arcs slowly smashed towards the shining treasure, Bai Yujun's face was fierce and ferocious .

The blade of the gun fell, and the treasure that had been stored on the top of the tower for countless years cracked and shattered.

Ping~!

Treasure shards shot out, large and small pieces fell on the roof tiles and bounced.

Under normal circumstances, things like weapons will not be used to suppress the luck of the earth veins. The weapons have evil spirits, and placing them on the acupoints of the earth veins may damage the luck. Most of them use defensive or more precious jade bottle seals. In this way, it is naturally inferior to weapons in terms of sturdiness, especially the dragon spear left by Shenlong, which has a super armor-piercing ability.

When the treasure bloomed and finally shattered, the hearts of many disciples of Jinshan Institute of the Western Sect suddenly tightened, as if they had lost something important...

High in the sky, the masters of the Mahayana stage of the Western religion who originally restrained the real people of Chunyang are now restrained by the Chunyang Palace.

The reversal was too fast, and the faces of the two old monks were ugly. In any case, the loss of Jinshanyuan this time is immeasurable, and it may even decline and no longer be strong, but all of this is self-inflicted.

After the treasure was shattered and destroyed, the pagoda was no longer shining golden, and the ice attached to it became thicker and thicker.

Bai Yujun tried it and found that the tower was very strong.

"It's like eating, you always have to lift the lid of the pot first..."

Put away the armor and reach out to untie the head rope, quickly revealing the original shape of the huge white dragon.

First, in the wind and snow, the four claws moved and circled for a circle, and then rotated around the frozen pagoda, just like the classic nirvana of killing prey in the past, and the frozen pagoda was surrounded by a huge slender white dragon with four claws and dragon horns. Wrapped around several times, the sharp and sharp claws grabbed the ice chips and scattered them.

The tail of the dragon is at the bottom of the tower, and the head of the dragon is at the top of the tower. With a loud roar, the whole body tightens its grip!

Kaka... Kaka...!

Cracks appeared in the solid ice and spread. After being tightened, the solid ice collapsed and caused the inner pagoda to crack, and the entire pagoda began to deform and tilt. Everyone forgets that there used to be a pagoda here.

Bai Jiao raised his head and chanted.

"Roar~!"

The remaining magic circle of the pagoda bloomed with the last light, the thick ice cracked, the light burst out from the crack, and then shattered into pieces of different sizes, rumbling and falling, shaking up the snow.

The giant white flood dragon stepped on the ruins with four claws and lowered its head, and its two terrifying front claws kept digging at the ruins as if digging a hole, just like a small wild animal digging a hole, and its front claws crushed rocks as easily as digging tofu.

A huge deep pit was quickly dug out, Bai Jiao opened his ferocious mouth as if to inhale, and something was sucked out of the ground!

Without obstacles to achieve the goal as quickly as possible, the Western religion suffered heavy losses.

At this point, everything is over, he can't kill Bai Jiao, and he can't do anything under the protection of many real people in Chunyang, the earth's veins shake and his luck is greatly reduced.

Originally, Baijiao didn't dare to do anything to holy places like the Jinshanyuan of the Western Sect, and eating indiscriminately would easily break his teeth, but the Western Sect's plan was to break the rules first, and the opportunity was rare. Of course you have to eat the one delivered to your door, and eat it with confidence.

In the future, the earth veins will also breed dragon energy, the time required is unknown and the trend of feng shui may change.

The Jinshan Institute may continue to exist, but it will not be as prosperous as before, with a large number of talented people, and the loss of luck is irreversible. Perhaps, ordinary people may become a real place of pure cultivation.

Bai Yujun volleyed and circled into the sky, got into the eye of the storm and manipulated the storm clouds to lift away from the ground, preparing to use extreme weather to complete cross-boundary evolution.

Looking down from the sky, it can be clearly seen that the center of the vortex is empty, and the formation of black clouds is like a vertical space-time tunnel, and the white flood dragon can be clearly seen circling in the tunnel.

On the ground, King Wisdom looked calm.

Hunting in white clothes, the momentum climbed in vain, making Chu Zhe and Gan Wu look dignified. The King of Wisdom is very strong, seemingly calm, but maybe he is already burning with anger. Anything can be done below, the two of them go all out and are ready to intercept at any time.

"Two, I'm going to take the shot."

The young monk in white clasped his hands together, and the phantom of a god and Buddha appeared behind him.

Just when King Wisdom was about to make a move, he suddenly stopped, frowning and looking back at the vast wind and snow behind him, two small figures, one big and one small, slowly approached in the wind and snow.

Chu Zhe and Gan Wu looked at each other and found that the other party didn't understand either.

An ordinary old monk whose clothes were covered with patches, and a little snake demon guarding the old monk with a knife.

The three present were all well-known powerhouses in the world, suddenly there was an ordinary person with almost no cultivation level, and the snake demon was directly ignored by the three of them.

Old Huixian was very cold, his nose and cheekbones were red from the bitter wind and snow, his beard and eyebrows were frozen, and it was very uncomfortable for the cold wind and snow to fly into his sleeves and collar. He came to the three of them step by step.

Compared with the glittering golden and huge god and Buddha phantom behind King Wisdom, old Huixian is extremely shabby and desolate, but it cannot be underestimated, with a compassionate face and a calloused old hand.

"Sigh... after so many years, junior brother, you haven't changed, but you have also changed."

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