allendalepharm Chapter 1170
Chapter 1170
The origins of these three casual cultivators are probably not simple, and the Palace Master personally ordered them to come to the place of assessment today, which seems to have a deeper meaning.
The Sea Guardian couldn't help but flash a faint memory. The news that the clan leader died in a foreign land was like a bolt from the blue that hit the Eight Veins Dragon Clan. Under internal and external troubles, all the dragons were silent...
But it was also that day that the major blockades of the Eight Veins Dragon Clan in the Mengmu Sea Area were completely lifted, and even their clan was truly incorporated into the Immortal Palace system.
At that time, a heavenly sound was infused into the ancestral land, and a group of Eight Veins Dragon Clan elders performed the dragon burial ceremony for three months.
Since then, the Eight Veins Dragon Clan seemed to have changed their temperament, low-key and introverted, no longer interfering in everything, no longer snitching everywhere, only strengthening their own race.
And it has also reached the stage of the Sea Guardian of the Lichen Immortal Palace, respected by thousands of sea clans, and the Eight Veins Dragon Clan no longer fights among themselves. Several veins have united, and the Immortal Palace will also think of them when there are major immortal projects.
That great route is the main business of their race. In another hundred years, it will be officially profitable. The immortal resources of the younger generation will be even greater than now. The Eight-Veined Flood Dragon Clan can be considered to have completely stood up...
It has now entered the core class of the Eight-Veined Flood Dragon Clan. The old patriarch Jiao Zhenhai has always been at the highest spiritual position and enjoys the highest respect of the Eight-Veined Flood Dragon Clan.
The Sea Guard also vaguely understood some things in the past. The death of the old patriarch in the past...seemed to have bought a way out for the Eight-Veined Flood Dragon Clan, a road to heaven.
The members of the Eight-Veined Flood Dragon Clan will never forget this name... Jiao Zhenhai!
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A huge dragon roar resounded in the air. The Sea Guard suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and said in a deep voice: "Three young friends."
"Senior!" Qian Wuhen and the others bowed calmly.
In their hearts, they were not really afraid of this dragon, nor were they afraid of any cultivator of the Ten Thousand Races in the Lichen Immortal Dao. In the Savage Heaven Realm, they were simply a small witch meeting a big witch.
This dragon looks powerful, but it is only a small loach in the Savage Heaven Realm... The fierce beasts and spirit beasts they have seen are hundreds or thousands of times larger than the dragon.
It is that the background of the immortal cultivators in this great world is too powerful, and they cannot be treated according to the rules of the Savage Heaven Realm.
It seems that this senior dragon is extremely weak in front of those fierce beasts, but if those Savage beasts really kill him easily, I am afraid that the strong men from the Ten Thousand Immortal Palaces will come in person soon, and there will be no end...
Qian Wuhen and his men are most afraid of this. Although this great world seems to be stable, the terrifying forces entrenched here... The Savage Heaven Realm cannot compare at all.
If you encounter any dangerous things, you can't just run away like in the Savage Heaven Realm, and everything will be fine. Here you must solve the root cause and be responsible.
At this time, the Sea Guard suddenly blew out a dragon's breath: "It seems that what you are practicing is not the spiritual immortal way, the spiritual roots are gone, and the soul is weak. The calculation instrument is just a magic tool. Don't take it seriously."
"What the senior said is right!" Bai Xinghan was relieved in his heart. It was still such a senior who had a vision. He was really afraid that he would become a waste after practicing immortals for many years.
At that time, the magic tool calculated, and his desire to kill the old man was stronger than ever.
This Sea Guard obviously had a far-reaching vision. He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your spiritual pressure is not fake, and even made me feel a little pressure. Don't belittle yourself."
"Hehe..Hehe." Bai Xinghan smiled foolishly. It was the first time in many years that he was praised. "Senior, you are too kind."
The Sea Guard did not ask more about their immortal ways. Exploring other people's secrets was suspected of peeping into the Tao. This was a taboo that would bring trouble to oneself. The Eight Veins Dragon Clan had long stopped doing this.
It slowly exhaled a breath of dragon: "Bai Xinghan, use your magic power to bombard me. This is also to measure your true strength and better arrange your position in the Immortal Palace."
"Senior..."
"Don't worry, I will only defend and won't hurt you." Zhenhai Envoy smiled faintly, knowing his inner concerns, "You come down first."
"Oh, oh, yes, senior." Bai Xinghan glanced at Qian Wuhen and Shi Dian, and nodded heavily. He would definitely plan a good future for them and their sect members, and he would never hold back.
After a moment,
The eyes of the Zhenhai Envoy were shot with a ray of rainbow light, and a huge wheel was suspended in front of him, making a buzzing sound like a bell. He said calmly: "Bai Xinghan, don't hold back."
"Senior, then I will take action!"
Bai Xinghan shouted on the ground, and the spiritual energy in the four voids stagnated strangely. A powerful spiritual pressure rolled over and hit the wheel. He punched a silver stream of light and smashed it on the Zhenhai Envoy's shield with a bang.
Boom...
Smoke and dust rolled in all directions in an instant. Qian Wuhen and Shi Dian looked solemn. They also wanted to know for sure whether they were in the ant realm.Or the Daoist Fellow Realm...
However, the Sea Guardian's mana shield did not move at all, and its expression was quite calm.
Bai Xinghan sighed secretly. It turned out that the northwest wind and wild spiritual herbs he ate too much were still no match for the orthodox immortal cultivators. The immortal path of their sect was still a long way to go.
The Sea Guardian's huge body moved a little off the ground, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes: "You can just walk to the end of this road. I just received a message that there are important matters to deal with, so I won't stay any longer."
"Senior..."
Before they could say goodbye, the Sea Guardian soared into the sky, and in an instant, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared, and his whereabouts were unknown.
In a valley, there were dense formations, which was the cave of the Sea Guardian.
It stepped down calmly and activated all the formations.
In the end, the Sea Guardian lay on the ground weakly, his face pale, and closed his eyes in pain.
Tsk...!
Suddenly, the Zhenhai Envoy felt a sweetness in his throat, and he seemed to be unable to hold it back any longer, and he spat out a mouthful of dragon blood, but his eyes were tightly closed, and his specific expression could not be seen at all.
"The power of this punch is quite strong."
It spat out a breath of dragon breath with difficulty, and kept adjusting its breath and calming its mind, "That punch was clearly hitting my magic shield, why can the spiritual wave resonate with the spiritual energy in my body...?!"
The Zhenhai Envoy opened his eyes with a bang, revealing a huge shock. He was a cultivator in the early stage of the Hedao, who cut off seven hundred dragons of the Dao chain, how could he be injured by the spiritual energy? !
The feeling just now was like being directly penetrated by the space and the vital energy, penetrated his magic shield, penetrated his Dao power, and invaded his own spiritual power...
It was still a long way from the Mahayana realm, unable to completely transform the spiritual energy in its body into the power of rules through the power of the Dao, and could not resist that strange attack at all.
"What kind of immortal path is this?!"
A drop of cold sweat gradually appeared on the forehead of the Zhenhai Envoy, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He murmured in a low voice, "It's just like the natural enemy of the spiritual immortal path!"