Chapter 265 Three Dragons Battle

The mountain road is long and the breeze is ethereal.

A man in a white robe walked alone.

There is no one in the eyes of the children of a rich family, and there is no arrogance of a noble son. The tall man with bronze skin looks indifferent. When his eyebrows are no longer pulled up and his sunken eyes are no longer red, the snow-white clothes are also stained with a few gentle breath, which is as warm as the afternoon sun.

Raising his head, a trace of relief appeared on his handsome face like a knife and axe. Dian Kui wiped the sweat on his forehead and straightened his clothes.

The breeze swayed and fell from the cloud peaks, lifting the thick and hard hair of Dian Kui, and a Taoist temple appeared in the brown pupils.

The Taoist temple stands on the top of the circling mountain road, and there is a smell of dust between the clouds and fog, which extraordinary people can get along with.

Stops, Dian Kui looked at the Tao for a long time. When the breeze stopped at his feet, he said loudly, "Dian Kui in the north of the lower desert, I don't know if the old man in the west can watch?"

The thick voice echoed between the mountains and clouds. After a few breaths, there was no movement. Dian Kui frowned and just wanted to continue climbing, but he heard a soft footsteps from the front.

The clouds piled up in the mountain road gradually pushed away, revealing a huge thing.

The comer is a five- or six-year-old boy, pink and jade, but riding on the back of a water-blue giant wolf. The wolf was huge, the size of an adult horse. When he looked at Dian Kui, his green eyes were full of vigilance.

"The classic scholar is polite."

The boy looked at Dian Kui with a smile, bowed his body to salute, and then sighed, "I'm afraid the Dian Jushi will run for nothing. My husband left Guanyunyou three days ago and went to talk with his friends.

Hearing this, Dian Kui frowned again: "How can it be so coincidental? Could it be that the old man in Xiji calculated that Mr. Dian would come, and then he just talked about it?

"Puff..." The boy looked strange and couldn't help saying, "The scholar is really... Well, to be honest, my husband earlier calculated that there was a big deal today, and the world was in chaos. I'm afraid that secular monarchs and ministers will come to find him in the future, so he avoided it. It's not just for avoiding the classics.

The boy's words have actually ridiculed Dian Kui for being affectionate, but Dian Kui was not angry or annoyed. He turned around and looked at the Da Kuang boundary in the distance through the mountains and clouds in the west, showing deep thinking.

Since fighting with An Bochen on Guannan Wild Road that day, Dian Kui's momentum has been dejected and it is not suitable to fight again, so he went to the west and wanted to visit the legendary old man of Xiji in preparation for the future battle with Lv Feng. He finally found it here, but he was told that the old man in Xiji was not in the view, so Dian Kui was naturally unwilling.

A big event happened, and the world was in chaos... What kind of chaos makes such foreign master who have traveled the blessed land of immortals also want to swim to avoid disaster?

Dian Kui looked at the east from afar and was curious.

There are often strange people in the border of Da Kuang, such as the bitter monks in the northern desert, and for example, the hermit sect in the far west, most of them are single-line, such as the old man in the western polar. Among these strange people, the old man Xiji is the most famous one for two reasons. One is his beloved disciple Li Zilong, and the other is that he has taught Lv Fengqi Yiji. The world has three unique guns and arrows, and it is just a rumor. Among the strange people in the far west, although the old man in the west is famous, he is by no means the strongest.

Although the cultivation of these aliens living in seclusion outside the world is not as good as that of the divine masters, they have their own magical skills. If they have the intention to go to the world to make a reputation, it is easy to win, but most of them are idle clouds and wild cranes. They are not competitive, and they are not easy to fight. They just want to be free.

When Dian Kui was practicing in Mobei, he met an alien who visited Mobei bitter monks. He chatted and heard about it. There were many high-level people in the far west. Although there was no cultivation in the realm of the divine master, there were strange ways to reach the treasure land of immortals. Dian Kui didn't believe it. The alien smiled and talked to him about the blessed land, five towns and seas, eighteen Jinglu and so on. Hearing this, Dian Kui was dazzled and amazed. He thought that if he was not too good at bragging, what he said was true. Someone in the far west had really been to the fairyland.

In a word, the aliens in the extreme west are detached from Da Kuang. Perhaps there are no gods who are strong, and there are no tigers and wolves in the world who can fight and kill, but they are first-class, free and not disturbed by the secular world... Such a figure avoids disaster because of Da Kuang's chaos. What is the old man in the West Pole afraid of?

......

At this moment, Dian Kui's wandering eyes suddenly condensed, and his wrinkled eyebrows were also raised at the same time. A touch of fishy red overflowed from his brown pupils, as if blood dripping into the water bowl. After a short silence, he suddenly spread away, and Dian Kui's pair of tiger eyes were full and colorful.

The churning blood fog swayed from the soles of Dian Kui's feet, but it was the evil spirit accumulated by his life's killing. At this time, it was gushing out uncontrollably, piled up a thick layer between the mountain roads, and it was like a dragon.

"Sure enough, sure enough... The world has changed a lot. These crazy people are going to attack one by one. A big disaster is coming..."

The boy riding the giant blue wolf muttered, looking frightened, and ignored the Dian Kui standing in the middle of the mountain road. He turned the wolf's head and ran to the top of the mountain.

As soon as he ran half a miles, the boy only felt that the rocks under his feet suddenly bumped up, and his face changed slightly. The boy quickly looked back.

However, his eyes fell on Dian Kui, and he was attracted by another thing.

That is the wilderness of the east. There is no sunlight, no wind, no magnificent waves when looking from the mountains in the far west. There is only a column of golden black light rising to the sky, more than a thousand feet high, like a raging dragon across the sky and the earth, roaring, swallowing clouds and eating gas, and covering the sky and the sun.

The deafening roar came from the distant sky, wandering all over the thirteen princes and the five provinces, and the endless pressure spread with the flames.

"The divine master? No... It's still a little bit. But even if those little masters come back, I'm afraid they are not his opponents of Lv Fengqi.

The boy riding the giant wolf muttered to himself, and the "panic" in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his face was complicated. Xu Jiu smiled bitterly and said, "If I hadn't spread his halberd at the beginning, maybe there would have been no disaster today."

Looking at the Dian Kui in the mountain road, the boy shook his head and rode the blue wolf to the mountain stream on the side of the mountain road. He fell into the abyss where he could not see the bottom, and disappeared at a young age.

If Dian Kui saw this scene and heard what the boy said, he would be shocked, but he may not have time to be surprised at this moment.

On the Zhongdu Tian Tower, the man he regarded as his lifelong opponent hit the sky with a halberd and vented his anger in silence.

** His feet were painstakingly practiced in the desolate land of the Gobi. Eight years later, Dian Kui thought that he had mastered enough strength to be able to kill Lv Fengqi in front of Da Kuang Taiqing Hall. But fate has always been fair. Dian Kui is growing, and Lv Fengqi is also growing. When becoming the first person of Da Kuang no longer means anything to Lv Fengqi, he resolutely closed the monk and only sought to break the three-foot god above his head and set foot on the road.

Now he is furious. Although Lv Fengqi has not broken through the divine master, as the old man Xiji said, his real strength has been able to kill the divine master.

The heroes compete together, and the tigers and wolves move, such as Dian Kui, Li Zilong and Guan Yunyi. They are all rare geniuses in thousands of years. No matter which era they are placed, they are enough to become the protagonists in history books. However, it was gloomy because of Lv Feng's birth. At least in Zhao Xuanxu's history book, they can only become supporting roles and crawl under the peerless glory of that person.

But who will be willing? Who doesn't want to be a once-in-a-lifetime masterpiece?

At least the leader is unwilling.

The burly man in a white robe stepped on the mountain-like bloody spirit and quietly stared at the man on the Zhongdu Tian Tower. The blood in his eyes became deeper and deeper, spinning, as if something was brewing.

From the middle capital to the far west, there are more than thousands of miles away.

Thousands of miles away, Lv Feng looked sideways and casually looked at the leader.

This indifferent and contemptuous glance completely angered Dian Kui.

"Boom!"

The mountain shook the earthquake, and two rounds of red "giant suns" rose from the mountains in the far west. After the "sunlight" stepped over the heavy clouds, it turned into a ferocious roaring "crazy dragon", rolling the wind and clouds and rushing to the real dragon on the top of the central capital.

Just as Dian Kui was fighting, in the east of Zhongdu, there was also a man hanging the reed and stopped the horse, with a silver gun on the ground, and looked at the figure on the spire with no expression.

Today's Da Kuang thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, except for Dian Kui, he is the only one who is qualified to fight with Lv Feng.

Lv Feng got angry and went out of the customs. He waved a halberd and attacked the sky. He suppressed the world's tigers and wolves. No matter how indifferent he was, Li Zilong was also a good man with a cavity of blood. How could he be willing to succumb to others and bend over his back.

"Boom!"

Tianxia shook, the earth trembled, and another silver-white "long dragon" swam through the Baili Mountain and River Plain. It suddenly rose in front of the Zhongdu Tian Tower, raised its claws, roared, and rushed to the owner of the painting halberd.

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(I still can't find a strong feeling. Write it first, otherwise it will really be TJ in the inertia. After carefully reading the suggestions made by the children's shoes, there are indeed many shortcomings, which can only be improved while writing.)