Qilang's face was extremely horrified, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness.

His five elements belong to metal, and the snake skin he shed after being sacrificed will also become a second-grade top-notch gold defensive spiritual weapon. If he can obtain the black gold crystal, he will have the opportunity to promote it to a magical weapon.

In this way, the advancement of his natal object can also feed back his own cultivation, taking this opportunity to enter the realm of integration.

Now he felt that the thick golden energy in the ground was escaping. The only explanation was that the two female cultivators had excavated the Tianmo Golden Crystal.

How is that possible?!

No matter how outstanding their combat power is, their cultivation level is only in the early stage of Divine Transformation and the late stage of Nascent Soul. How could they really obtain that golden crystal in such a short period of time?

He immediately transformed back into the body of a dragon, roared with astonishing rage, swung the dragon's tail and blasted towards the entrance of the mine vein with terrifying force, but was stopped by a layer of brown light.

It's a formation!

A strong fear arose between his pupils. Could it be that the sword cultivator or sword cultivator was actually an formation master?

The next moment, the brownish-yellow light dissipated, and the entire formation appeared in the empty sky. Several large disks formed by light patterns were connected to each other, and the power of each other circulated, and suddenly dozens of golden cones shot out.

call out!

After several consecutive sounds, his dragon body had no time to shrink, and his huge body made it difficult for him to block it. The golden awl with a sharp force broke through the protection of the scales and penetrated deep into the flesh and bone.

"roar!"

His body is the body of a dragon after being baptized by the sky thunder. Snakes are originally fake dragons, but only a very small number of snakes have a shallow and useless trace of dragon blood in their bodies. Only under the tribulation of the sky thunder can they be fully awakened and guide the snake demon towards the dragon.

Directional transformation, so he can also master some of the incomplete true dragon magical powers.

He roared angrily, and golden light flourished around him, and the runes flashed and condensed into a broken dragon shape, but it seemed to be carrying infinite power and fiercely bombarding the formation.

Tiny cracks appeared on the disks that formed the formation, which surprised Helian Jiucheng. Some of the magical powers of dragons mastered by this demon were mainly used to kill enemies. The art of killing enemies with real dragons was enough to scare the immortals.

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If this dragon monster is given enough opportunities, he may train for another thousand years, advance to merge and return to the void, and use the power of thunder and calamity to refine his bloodline and body, maybe he can really become the all-powerful dragon monster king.

But now it’s not enough.

Two women and one fox broke out of the formation. Pei Xihe stood far away in the air, her eyes glowing with a dark golden color. The blood of Shenwu was surging in her body, and the pressure of the demon god suddenly and completely erupted.

"The golden crystal has been absorbed by our refining. If you don't retreat this time, and there is another fight over there, I won't hold back."

Pei Xihe and Ming Linlang teamed up to fight the dragon before. Because the dragon's body was extraordinary, he was just honing his sword skills and never activated the pressure of his bloodline, which was like an innate advantage.

Jiaolong Qilang felt that his blood was trembling violently, and even the thin trace of dragon's blood was afraid to contaminate the aura of this woman.

Demon God!

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind. The female cultivator in front of him actually possessed the blood of the demon god. Even among the dragon clan, only true dragons born with pure dragon bloodline could be called the "demon god".

At this moment, Qilang's whole body of magic power was suddenly suppressed, and even if he tried to mobilize it, it would quickly disintegrate.

This is why the demon clan believes in the supremacy of blood.

People with ordinary and messy bloodlines often live a mediocre life. Even if there is a chance for a demon who can change his fate and defy heaven and succeed in transcending the shackles of his bloodline, he will have to be blessed with extraordinary luck and will have to endure unimaginable hardships.

At this moment, as soon as Pei Xihe displayed the power of Shenwu, he understood that even if he swallowed the chalcedony shoot, the female sword cultivator could not make a move, and he was definitely no match for this sword cultivator.

He was angry and depressed inside, and a turbulent wave rolled up in his heart.

However, the dragon demon eventually calmed down. If he acted recklessly, he would have lost his life. The monk did not have the ruthless intention to completely kill him, so he left him a choice.

My skills are not as good as others, and I made a mistake in calculating the time before. I can only admit my defeat this time.

Complex emotions flashed through Jiaolong's pupils, but in the end he said reluctantly: "I have been digging for more than a month before you two came here, and you two took it for nothing. How can Jiaolong swallow this breath?"

Pei Xihe frowned slightly, and Ming Linlang also had a cold expression on her face. It seemed that the dragon was unwilling to give up.

They had no choice but to take action, but they were not afraid.

And suddenly a breath fell gracefully in this scene, bringing a bit of pure white holy light to the person. The radiance came from his skin, and the halo was natural, making people look at him and feel a sense of calm and tranquility in his heart.

His facial features were picturesque. Although he had no black hair on his head, he had a red-gold Buddhist seal between his eyebrows. His eyes were as calm as blue water. He was wearing a dark golden cassock. He clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".

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Pei Xihe didn't recognize this person, but Ming Linlang did.

She took a step forward and frowned slightly.

"Buddha is ignorant, I don't know how you got here?"

Within a hundred years, the Tianfo Sect welcomed a son of Buddha who was born with a Buddha body. He was born with a Buddha body, a dust-free heart, a Brahma bone, and a transparent soul. His heart was like a bright mirror, free from the filth of the world. He was able to excel in the path of Buddhist cultivation.

dust.

In the previous sect competition, he also easily won the top seven in the Jindan mid-term battle, which is really a gift from heaven.

Nowadays, the aura of the late Nascent Soul, which is already solid, is much more stable than that of Ming Linlang. After all, she is nearly half a century older than her.

Although Wu Ming devoted himself to understanding Buddhism and ignored worldly affairs, the Tianfo Sect had a unique position and could not avoid any chaos in the world. He also knew something about Kunlun's sword.

"Excellent, it's His Excellency Kunlun Jianzi."

As for Pei Xihe beside her, who was not well-known for his weak lineage of Yiyuan Dao, he didn't know.

Wu Ming's face is kind, and there is a hint of compassion.

"The poor monk came here and heard a lot about the two benefactors and Lord Jiaolong. It must have been about the dispute over the golden crystal. He basically knows the cause and effect from the conversation just now. Why don't you listen to what the poor monk has to say?"

Pei Xihe's face was slightly cold: "I didn't know that a dignified Buddhist disciple would have the hobby of listening to others."

This person was hiding aside just now, but Pei Xihe didn't notice his trace. This was because she was at a higher level than him.

Her natural psychic ability seemed to have lost its invincible effect, and this ability was enough to scare her.

There was a bit of sneer and aggression in her words, but there was no trace of guilt, shame or anger or panic on Wu Ming's face. His face remained calm, giving people a sense of cleansing peace like the bright moon reflected in a deep pool.

"Allow me to be angry. I just happened to be here to hear your conversation. It is actually the poor monk's offense. If the benefactor has any punishment, the poor monk will be convinced."

He frankly admitted it and was willing to be punished for it, showing the air of a gentleman.

Ming Linlang patted Pei Xihe's shoulder and motioned for her to talk to him. After all, it was better for her to understand the origins of this Buddhist disciple Wu Ming and the many outside comments about him.

"Then what do you want to say?"
Chapter completed!