The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

late at night.

in the room.

After Lu He washed up, he turned off the oil lamp and lay down on the bed.

Even though the young master told me to take a good rest.

But this time, the barren mountains are dangerous and unpredictable.

When they arrived at the Longwei Tribe, they didn't know what the situation was, so they inevitably felt a little flustered.

This is probably also a sleepless night.

But at this moment, his Qi and blood stagnated suddenly.

"this……"

Lu He's face changed, and he felt a chill enveloping his whole body.

He wanted to get up, but the majestic master, who was strong enough to tear cattle and horses, crack steles and stones, was unable to move, extremely weak.

Hearing in the ear, there seemed to be a black light on the right side, which came suddenly and hit the right temple.

Like an arrow, passing through.

But there was no sound of wind.

The crisis of life and death enveloped Lu He's heart instantly.

But at this moment.

bang!

The wall on the left suddenly shattered!

A ray of light greeted that ray of black light.

"Dragon Lord!"

Surprise flashed in Lu He's eyes.

Breaking through the wall on the left side, passing by in front of the eyes, and facing the black light, it is the true body of the Dragon Lord!

Boom!

Muffled vibration.

An invisible wave rolled up in the room.

Tables and chairs were broken and beds were overturned.

And the dark light trembled.

There was a muffled hum from the darkness.

——

"My lord, we have been inspecting all sides, but there is no trace."

"Mainly pay attention to those cultivators of the Daoyin series, especially those who are from outside recently." The deputy commander responded.

"Yes, my lord sent a message earlier that foreign practitioners must settle in various inns. We have already made preparations."

"Okay, about this..."

The deputy commander spoke halfway, his complexion changed slightly, and said: "Southwest direction."

He waved his hand and shouted, "Come with me."

The soldiers behind him should be right away.

The deputy commander led the army away, and stretched out his hand to press the badge on his waist to send a message to the commander.

Yin Yuzhou appeared!

——

in the room.

The two breaths collided, shaking everything.

Lu He's bed was overturned and recovered at the same time.

He jumped up with a lingering fear on his face.

"My son..."

"It's okay."

Zhuang Ming put on a shirt, with disheveled temple hair, walked along the broken wall.

He stretched out his hand for a move, and Jiaolong started.

He walked to Lu He's side, glanced around, and spoke indifferently.

"Where is the expert?"

"No injustice, no enmity, why do you kill someone?"

——

"Where did the character come from?"

Yin Yuzhou in the dark felt his heart tremble, he opened his mouth suddenly, and the black light had already fallen into his mouth.

He only felt pain on the tip of his tongue, and he spit out blood when he opened his mouth.

Who meddled in their own business and saved the warrior?

To be able to repel his own Yin Tongue God, one must have the upper-level cultivation of Jindan.

He thought to himself that he had been immersed in the golden core for hundreds of years, looking at the world, if not invincible, he must have few opponents, and he was not afraid of opponents.

But the fight just now, the movement seems to be small, but it contains the magic power of the Jindan series, which must have attracted the two commanders guarding the city.

"Stealing a chicken won't cost you a lot of rice. I didn't get the seven Dao seals, but my whereabouts were exposed, and I got a little injury. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it again tonight."

Yin Yuzhou hated in his heart, but if he wanted to kill a real person at the upper level of Jindan in an instant, he couldn't do it without the Zhenxuan series. Now that the situation was urgent, he had to admit his loss.

To become Zhenxuan in the future, this person must be killed to avenge his shame!

However, this breath doesn't look like a daoist real person.

He didn't think much about it, so he wanted to hide in the darkness.

But at the moment of his departure.

There is red blood in the darkness.

Like an oven, like the scorching sun.

Darkness is illuminated.

Yin Yuzhou couldn't hide, so he showed up.

This is an old man, dressed in a black robe, with a stooped figure, about sixty years old, with stern eyebrows and cold eyes.

"Forging gods and demons?"

Yin Yuzhou's heart skipped a beat.

Just now, he only felt seven practitioners, and there were no real people of the Golden Core level.

Why is there an extra Jindan Daoist who can repel the Yin Tongue God, and another God Demon with a golden body?

In this instant, he felt that it was a trap in his heart!

It must be a trap!

A trap set by the elite of Chu?

But this is not like a general of Da Chu!

Could it be some kind of enemy?

He was awe-inspiring, but he knew that the time was urgent.

The big Chu elite must have been alarmed, and if they don't escape, it will be difficult to escape.

He took two steps back and raised the blood god banner.

A dark shadow enveloped him.

"Want to go?"

The horizontal refining god and demon punched into the darkness with one punch.

Yin Yuzhou grunted and fell out.

His face was extremely cold, and he looked at the Henglian God Demon who was gradually approaching.

"Don't court death!"

"Is it really amazing when you practice gods and demons?"

"In today's world, within the Golden Core, there are very few who can beat this old man!"

"If you dare to block the way again, the old man will kill you first!"

——

in the room.

"Young master?"

Yue Ting held the long sword in his hand, feeling hastily.

The news just now not only attracted Zhuang Ming and Wen Han, but also attracted Yue Ting.

Even the other seven Daoyin practitioners staying in this inn, as well as those warriors with keen senses, also heard the wind and grass, and woke up one after another.

"Someone assassinated Lu He."

Zhuang Ming said: "I don't know the origin, but he is probably going to die."

Jiaolong always hides his breath and hides it in his sleeves.

Even Wen Han couldn't sense it in front of him.

As for Wen Han, because he was wanted by Da Chu and hunted down by Gui Yuanzong, he kept his aura in check all the way and never let it out.

That person didn't know why, but he wanted to kill Lu He, but he didn't expect that there was a dragon next to Lu He, and there was also a demon in the inn.

——

Wen Han's blood burst out, and his power was rolling.

With one punch and one palm, he set off a storm, and the momentum was great.

But none of them could hurt the black-robed old man.

At this moment, the black-robed old man seemed unwilling to fight, and only wanted to get out.

But Wen Han was in the midst of anger, and every blow knocked him out of the darkness.

It was also that every punch was punched into the darkness, and the aftermath caused by the power of the punch did not affect the surrounding buildings.

"If you don't kill this person, it will be difficult to escape."

After all, Yin Yuzhou is an old real person who has practiced for more than three hundred years.

He is not one of those practitioners who retreat all day long and meditate on the Dao in the mountains.

He has been traveling the world, devouring souls and enriching himself.

He belongs to a class of old monsters with incomparably rich experience.

Moreover, his practice is destined to be full of blood.

It is precisely because of this that not only his fighting skills are extremely powerful, but his judgment of timing is also extremely keen.

If you don't kill this demon, you can't escape.

It will take time and effort to kill this demon.

After a while, the elites of Great Chu will block this place.

But it may not be impossible to break out.

"court death!"

Yin Yuzhou thrust the blood god banner into the ground.

Blood mist swept across, covering all directions.

And in his hand, the seal formula was suddenly formed.

In an instant, Wen Han felt confused in front of his eyes, and his eyes were in a trance.

Shout!

There is a bloody nail, pointing directly at Wen Han's brow!

The crisis of life and death made Wen Han wake up immediately, with a roar, he reached out and grabbed the bloody nail.

But at this moment, there are countless phantoms.

Hundreds of old men in black robes raised their blood god banners and rushed towards Wen Han.

Hearing the drought, Qi and blood burst out, and his eyes were blazing.

But the wind swept by, but he was confused.

"Die!"

Yin Yuzhou raised the blood god's banner and hit Wen Han's head.

Wen Han suddenly shouted angrily.

The blood is released.

Burn like a flame.

Hundreds of old men in black robes were swept away in an instant.

Only one real body was left, raising the blood god's flag, and calling from the left.

Wen Han stretched out his hand, grabbed the blood god's flag, and shouted: "Evil way, come face to face with me!"

He was about to kill the old man in black robe in front of him.

But saw a gust of wind disperse.

This old man in black robe is also a phantom.

And another shadow suddenly appeared behind Wen Han, and instantly condensed a Dharma seal, with a gloomy light, falling towards the back of his head.

Sitting at home for a whole day, not feeling well, I had no choice but to come out with my computer on my back, wandered around, searched for half an hour, and finally found a deserted milk tea shop, and finally I was able to write. Hmm... The author, who has been writing for many years, suffers from back pain and fatigue for many days, also found that the shop next door seems to be a massage shop...