Chapter 132 Jiaolong River Map

The ferocious state of the little python is exposed.

Ling Sheng just took a look, ignored it, and only looked at the gray-white python.

The gray python opened its mouth and said, "You can explore the true qi into the edict and find a point where the air machine converges, and the true qi can be stimulated to reveal the prohibition."

Ling Sheng took Fu Zhao in front of him, took a look and said, "Is it so simple?"

"It won't be simple. After the prohibition appears, not everyone can break it. It must be Yungan's generation to break through. I see that you can kill and step across the air. I have asked the rest of the monsters in advance. I know that although you are not Yungan's generation, you have extraordinary means but are better than Yun Kong. That's why I discussed with you.

The gray python lowered its body and coiled on the sand. Its body was huge and long, more like a dam that intercepted rivers. After waiting for stability, he said, "I was enough to break the ban, but I already had an edict in my hand. Don't say that it is difficult to plant breath and enter the main edict, even to touch the prohibition. Once the prohibition is touched, then the edict that I originally entered the Lord will create an induction and eliminate the breath of this demon seed into the edict. At that time, I will only have to enter this edict.

After hearing this, Ling Sheng understood in his heart that he had to hold one of the main edict, and could not hold two edicts at the same time. Thinking like this, the true spirit has turned into the edict and found the place where the edict machine converged. As soon as my mind moved, it touched the prohibition of the edict.

Ling Sheng threw the Fu Zhao up and hung it in the air.

This jade edict is yellow in white and warm. The picture of the dragon overturning the river suddenly appears, forming a transparent long river in mid-air, and the water ripples, among which there is a dragon rolling and dancing, and the waves are turbulent.

Wo!

Ling Sheng stretched out his hand a little, released the three swords, combined them into one, and broke the dragon's head in an instant.

This head has the peak of imperial spirit and is approaching the dragon of Yungang Road. It is still in the middle of the water. Before it shows its fierceness, it is killed by Ling Sheng and sinks in the river and floats with the waves.

"This...this..."

This is the first time that the gray python has seen Ling Sheng's method. Although it has been estimated for this young man, he never thought that this young practitioner could kill the dragon so easily. Although this dragon is only playing in the water and has not taken the initiative to kill it. It is not prepared, and it is only the peak of the imperial spirit, after all, it is still a dragon.

When the gray-white python just broke the cloud and seized the imperial edict and broke the ban, it fought with the dragon on the pattern of the edict. Although the gray-white python's cultivation has reached the cloud and is superior to the dragon, the dragon is naturally nobler than the python, and it has the power of oppression. Therefore, the gray-white python is not beneficial, and in the end, it is lucky to win.

If at this moment, the gray python believes that decades have passed, and its cultivation is far better than when it was just broke through the clouds. It is also easy to tear up the dragon on the edict, but it will take a lot of effort to complete it. Unless snake beads are used, it can easily kill the dragon. However, the snake bead is the source of the essence of this gray and white python, and it is also the most powerful means of its own body and cannot be used easily.

How can this teenager compare with the power of his snake beads with his sword spirit?

The gray python was a little discouraged for a moment, but after thinking about it, he said to himself, "This guy started while the dragon was still playing, and the dragon naturally couldn't resist it. If this demon had also done this in those years, if he took advantage of Jiaolong's unpreparedness and took action early, he would have been able to tear up the dragon first to avoid a bitter fight. Besides, the sword spirit exerted by this teenager must also be his most powerful means. If I really want to fight a fight, my snake bead may not lose.

The little python opened a big mouth, with sharp teeth. The snake spit out its mouth, and its eyes were scarlet and open like beads. Don't look at this little python so ferocious, but in fact it is stunned.

The previous dragon's water-playing pattern was real, and there was immediately a pressure under the cover, which came from the natural oppression of dragons such as pythons. The little python is also the cultivation of the peak of imperial spirit, but it is much worse than that dragon. Coupled with the different types of the two, the dragon is more noble and has an advantage innately.

The little python sighed secretly. Although he had not fought, he could not admit defeat and knew that he was not the dragon's opponent.

But I never thought that this monk, who was also in the realm of imperial spirit, was actually a sword spirit and killed this dragon.

The little python was shocked and said to himself, "Is it possible that these monks with inheritance are so powerful? It's really appalling that we can use the cultivation of the realm of Yuqi to play a means comparable to Yungan. We wild monsters don't have such ability.

Ling Sheng only played three swords and unity, and has not yet done his best, so he didn't feel anything. He killed the dragon in the realm of imperial spirit, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

After the dragon died, it sank into the river.

After a while, Ling Sheng reached out and leaned into the river and patted the dragon. The illusory and condensed dragon immediately dispersed, and the river itself turned into nothingness.

Ling Sheng turned his head to look at the stunned little white python and took a step back to show his success.

The gray-white python woke up with a long cry.

The little python swallowed and sprayed the true breath formed by years of breathing and vomiting. After winding around the Fu Zhao, it was immediately inhaled by the Fu Zhao and disappeared.

Ling Sheng stood with his hand and quietly looked at the floating Fu Zhao. His heart was calm, but he pinched the sword finger in his hand, and the sword spirit was ready to go.

After a while, the Fu edict in the air showed a dazzling luster. After a while, it gradually faded, and the Fu edict reappeared the picture of the dragon playing in the water. Fu Zhao rotated in the air. Ling Sheng looked at it and found that the other side had emerged a pattern of a giant python hissing. Looking carefully, isn't this giant python the little python next to it? According to the pattern of the rune, this little python has obviously entered the main rune and become the lord of the rune. With the ability to detain the monsters here, it can be called the lord of the water.

As a water demon, the gray-white python took a lot of effort to make his nephew the lord of the imperial edict in order to break the ban. Even in front of Ling Sheng, a domineering teenager, he suppressed his posture extremely low, and promised the two amazing creations of Tianhong demon fruit and washing altar.

But at this moment, Ling Shengxu's thing has been done, so...

The gray-white python vomited slightly and gradually stretched its body, and its body rose to dozens of feet. In the water house, in the sand, it showed a huge python body. Just raising his head, he looked down at Ling Sheng, and the scarlet light in his eyes could not help flashing.

Ling Sheng was upright and stood with his hands behind his hands. His sword fingers had long been in good shape, and his sword spirit was ready to go. He only waited for one thought to kill the gray-white python on the spot.

Suddenly, the gray-white python raised its head and hisswled. It broke the ban from the water house and rushed out of the lake.

Ling Sheng took off his sword spirit and sneered. Previously, the python figured it out, so he stopped in time and stopped tearing his face and fighting to death.

Although the gray-white python could not leave the lake due to the restrictions of the edict, his nephew became the lord of another edict, and suppressed his murderous intention to Ling Sheng. He was surprised, sad and angry, and very complicated. He wanted to come out to vent, so he swam out of the lake and did not leave the lake. He floated in the air above the lake, hissed and swallowed snake letters.

The lake is rolling, and thunder and clouds are rolling in the sky. Soon, the wind and clouds are surging and the water is turbulent.

If there are others here, you can see a gray python flying on the lake. The sky is thunderous and cloudy, and the rainstorm is continuous, just like a dragon. If such a scene is introduced into the secular world, there will be a mysterious story of a snake turning into a dragon, spreading clouds and rain, and rising into the fairyland.

Ling Sheng looked up for a moment, then withdrew his eyes and looked at the huge "little python" in front of him. After a while, he walked to the backyard.

The little python was originally shocked by him. After all, although he entered the imperial edict, his Taoism remained unchanged, and he must not be able to fight against the young monk in front of him. The dragon was killed by this man uninvention, but the little python is not sure about fighting with the illusory dragon, so how to fight with Ling Sheng?

The air charm gradually faded and sank under the sand of the main courtyard under the control of the little python.

The little python hiss and immediately swam out, left the water house, and looked around for the monsters in the waters. Once he met him, he was immediately detained in the edict without saying a word.

Ling Sheng went to the backyard and looked for a house at random.

Fortely, the person who stepped across the air only caused a piece of sand in the main courtyard where he lived, while the rest of the place remained unchanged.

Entering the room, closing the door, I put the cloud beads hanging on my waist on my head. As soon as I urged, it floated into the air and isolated Ling Sheng's breath. It seemed that the fog of the fog demon covered the whole house into it.

If the gray python is peeping outside, it must be a turbid scene.

Ling Sheng sat cross-legged and patted on the wooden house.

The black monkey came out, stood on the ground in front of him, looked at Ling Sheng, and asked, "The ban of the edict has been broken, and the little python has also entered the main edict. What should we do next?"

Ling Sheng turned out two pieces of copper and iron and held them in his hand. As soon as his mind moved, he began to absorb the breath of fine gold. He replied casually, "In my mind, it is the time to practice in the water house until the Tianhong demon fruit is ripe and the altar is weak and broken."

"That's all?"

"If not, what else?" Ling Sheng said, "Are you still going to set up a net to capture me within half a month?"

The black monkey said to himself, "This kind of thing may not have happened."

Ling Sheng said indifferently, "You monkey has always been insidious, haven't you left behind?"

The monkey grinned and was very proud.

Ling Sheng closed his eyes slightly and said to himself, "Just wait for half a month."