Chapter 450 Dragon Fighting

"Bochen, are you all right?"

Li Xiaoguan ran to An Bochen and asked with concern.

An Bochen motioned that it was okay. He looked at the crow Taoist who had not recovered for a long time, nodded, and then turned to Li Xiaoguan: "Xiaoguan, go and appease the king and say that I'm going to save people."

"That's a real dragon, Bochen..."

Before Li Xiaoguan finished speaking, An Bochen had disappeared out of thin air.

In a few teleportation, An Bochen has skimmed hundreds of miles and came to a huge ink pillar.

"His breath disappeared here... Tongtianzhu."

An Bochen looked at it quietly.

Like the Tongtian pillar that buried An Bochen deeply, the huge pillar in front of him stands in the abyss, standing at the top of the sky, faintly with an ancient smell, connecting the cave sky up and below the blessed land.

The vitality poured into his eyes, and An Bochen used the past eyes of the fairyland.

The past events experienced by Tongtianzhu echoed in front of An Bochen. There were white dragons flying into the abyss purple gas avoiding the magic array, and there were also changes of Tongtianzhu for more than a hundred years.

One hundred and eighty years ago, An Bochen destroyed a sky pillar, and the six holes on it were about to collapse. The king of Dongyue took advantage of the opportunity and broke another one in the war. There were only four pillars left. The original thirty-six holes of heaven and the name of heaven were real, which were divided and merged into today's ten holes, which was jointly supported by four pillars.

"I don't know what role Ao Gui played in that war."

An Bochen said in a low voice, and then learned the white dragon to avoid the magic array, carefully shuttled through the purple gas in the abyss, moved around, and reached the bottom of the abyss in a short time.

The purple gas in the abyss comes from a well spring. The spring water gushes up from the spring, and the water vapor evaporates and wraps like clouds.

An Bochen looked over again and saw the white dragon wrapped around the crowd and drilled into the spring.

It seems that his nest is at the bottom of the spring.

An Bochen said in his heart that he didn't think much about it and jumped into the spring.

The spring is not big, and the two of them are just hugging together. Fang Jinquan, at the beginning, is extremely narrow, like a long bottle mouth, suddenly bright in the depths, and a purple water appeared in front of An Bochen. This area of water is very empty. There is no fish, shrimp, turtle and shellfish, no coral and grass, not even a gully canyon at the bottom of the water, just like a pool of stagnant water at the bottom of the bottle.

An Bochen looked around and glanced in all directions, and did not find a nest that could hide dragons. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The body involuntarily sank, and An Bochen fell to the bottom of the water.

As soon as his feet touched the riverbed, his expression changed sharply.

It was as if it suddenly hit something. The purple spring water was no longer dead. It rushed to Anbochen crazily, and the weight of the water was also increasing. Later, every grain of water was like a high mountain, firmly binding Anbochen.

"Hahaha..."

bursts of laughter came from a distance, and a drop of water ten miles away broke, revealing the figure of the white dragon. He actually hid his huge body in the dust-like drops of water. No wonder An Bochen didn't notice it.

"Your Excellency is so bold that you really chased after him. Didn't your predecessor tell you what this place is?"

There was sarcasm in Bai Long's voice: "Huh, thunder liquid essence, the head of the extreme water between heaven and earth, don't you really know?"

So it is. No wonder it's so heavy.

An Bochen thought to himself, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and a thunder bead flew out steadily.

"Receed!"

An Bochen shouted in a low voice, and the thunder beads were shining, constantly absorbing the purple water on the side.

This water is the essence of thunder liquid, which is extremely heavy and strong, and can't be hidden by an ordinary magic weapon. And An Bochen's thunder column happens to be refined by the essence of thunder, and the container used as thunder essence also complements each other.

The dragon also saw the thunder beads and was slightly surprised. Then he sneered and said, "This spring has a magic array connected to nine days. The thunder essence can be said to be inexhaustible. Unless you can make the sky stop thunder, you will never be able to collect the thunder."

Sure enough, as the dragon said, the thunder beads are almost full, but the spring water has not decreased a little, and it is still endless.

What a cunning dragon. It seems that he deliberately attracted me here.

An Bochen said in his heart, seeing that the dragon looked at him with sarcasm, An Bochen sneered and jumped up with all his whole body at the moment when the gap was exposed beside Leizhu's body, and then he instantly moved and blinked in front of the white dragon.

"I knew you would be like this."

Bai Long was not surprised. He swept the dragon's tail with a low smile and crossed a remnant shadow to An Bochen.

As usual, An Bochen's palm became as big as a mountain and patted the white dragon.

Something unexpected happened to An Bochen. In the face of a blow that was not too fast for Bai Long, An Bochen actually rushed to the air.

The dragon's tail brushed An Bochen's arm and swept his chest heavily. An Bochen snorted and flew backwards.

"Idiot. Do you think the battle at the bottom of this spring is the same as on the ground? Before you know it, your speed and strength have been weakened by lightning, but you can't feel it yourself.

Bai Long laughed.

An Bochen tried to stabilize his body and closed his feet when he was about to stick to the river bed.

Just after being reminded by Bai Long, An Bochen found that every move of him was inadvertently affected by thunder, which was far less coherent and smooth than usual. Even if he performed the Taoism, it would consume longer sacrifice time than usual.

This dragon is not simple. Although his breath is weaker than mine, his combat experience is particularly rich.

An Bochen looked at the white dragon opposite him and said secretly in his heart.

The reason why he fell into the wind is that he was fought for by the white dragon early because of the good time and place. An Bochen has always been weak and strong. This is the first time he has fallen into the wind in the face of those who are not as good as himself.

For a moment, a trace of excitement surged in An Bochen's heart, which was now rarely seen again, and his attention was completely concentrated.

Yes, why can he exert all his strength in the thunder liquid?

An Bochen's heart moved and he vaguely came up with a way to break the enemy.

However, the dragon did not give An Bochen a chance to breathe. In a blink of an eye, he flew to An Bochen and waved his claws to attack.

An Bochen struggled to resist, was tired of fight, and fell into the downwind in a short time.

The innocent core has been broken. In the previous battle with the masters of the Three Dynasties, An Bochen relied on his own vitality to maintain innocence, and it was also because he had the upper hand, so he had no scruples. Now he has no power to fight back from this dragon. He has no strength to maintain his innocence. He can only fight with the white dragon with his flesh palm. The result can be imagined.

In less than ten, An Bochen was shot out again.

Bai Long laughed and attacked again. An Bochen did not fight. With the help of the power of flying backwards, he flew back ten miles away.

"Don't dare to fight?"

Bai Long did not chase and looked at An Bochen from afar.

An Bochen sat down cross-legged, pinched the seal in his hand, and inquired at himself from time to time. Bai Long was slightly surprised. In an instant, his face changed, and he obviously guessed something.

"Bad, he found out."

whispering, Bai Long quickly flew to An Bochen.

"What did he find?"

A childish voice sounded from the dragon's mouth, but Li Xian hid behind a huge dragon tooth and poked his head to ask.

"If you talk nonsense, I will swallow you!" The white dragon is furious.

"But won't you have diarrhea if you eat raw meat?"

Li Xian put aside his lips and said, and then stood up, swaying back and forth in the palace-sized dragon mouth, looking left and right, with great interest. Suddenly, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him. He turned around curiously, looked through the cracks of his teeth, and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Oh, my God, it's another dragon!"

What appeared in Li Xian's sight was a nine-clawed true dragon. Its body shape and appearance were almost the same as that of the white dragon, except that his scales were cyan.

The Qinglong's downed eyelids opened a gap, and his eyes and pupils were galloping, and then ** the dragon's tail swept to the white dragon.

"Boom!"

The thunder liquid is as light as a long wind, sliding through the long tail of the green dragon without a trace. Except for the occasional slight spark on the scale armor, there is almost no resistance.

The dragon's tail swept down like a whip, but this time it was the white dragon that flew out.

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