Chapter 1605

Buzz!

The Dragon sings.

One, two, three, four... Finally, nine dragon chants sounded at the same time, like mountains and mountains, waves rising from the bottom of the meteorite abyss, echoing in the vast abyss filled with meteorites and ancient stars.

The towering years and the totem of the times are gradually awakened in the long lost sound of dragon chanting!

Overbearing, arrogant, fanatical, lofty, indifferent, heavy and elegant... Nine different artistic conception spread from the Dragon chanting with different emotions. The nine artistic conception mixed together, not only did they not repel each other, but instead condensed into an indescribable mysterious artistic conception. This artistic conception seems to penetrate time and space, through the ages, up to nine days and down to the abyss! In a flash, the Jiulong artistic conception swept out of the star meteorite abyss in the nine dragon chants, crossed the vast star abyss and spread to the boundless nine heaven world.

That was the era of chaos before the Arctic emperor. There was a fairy history with only one protagonist in the sky and on the earth. It was originally a masterpiece, but now it is revived from people's memory with the long lost sound of dragon singing!

On a certain layer deep in the abyss, two peerless strong men fought fiercely. Although the strong future Buddha light and the weak power of the holy way no longer fell to the absolute disadvantage as at the beginning, the quantitative advantage still could not make up for the grade gap. There was the last chapter to achieve the future Buddha. Even half of the Buddha did not know that when his future Buddhist sutra was successfully completed, Can his Buddhist power compete with the power of the holy way in grade!

The fierce dragon king could not attack for a long time. His eyes were calm and condensed, but his heart was a little impatient.

Just then, the Dragon sounded.

The nine lights, like a tornado, gushed from the bottom of the abyss, rose and bloomed, hurting their slightly stiff eyes.

Boom!

The mountains shake, the abyss is broken!

The Nine Dragons light and shadow slowly fly out from the bottom of the abyss. The nine dragons are divided into nine colors. They are all real dragons with extremely high grade and rare in the world! They should have been real living beings, each of which is a living existence, but now they are set in the dazzling aperture and hazy floating shadow, making them look real, illusory and ethereal!

Nine dragons, nine natural dragons, their tails are entangled together, just like a nine link, firmly buckle the giant after tight fitting!

Dragged out by nine real dragons, it is a magnificent immortal court shrouded in immortal clouds and fog, with ten colors of divine light all over it!

Rao Shi has been deeply buried for decades. It still exudes the divine light with full fairy meaning, ethereal, transparent, bright and detached from the mundane. With bursts of fairy sound, the huge fairy court gradually broke away from the seal shackles behind it, got rid of the muddy abyss and soil, and was exposed at the bottom of the abyss under the guidance of Kowloon!

The long and huge nine real dragons lost their magnificent bearing in front of the immortal court, slightly asymmetric. This comparison is like nine earthworms dragging a carriage.

"What!"

The fierce dragon king trembled and looked down at the approaching Jiulong Xianting incredibly. His face was bloodless, his legs, arms, including his back were trembling, and his eyes were full of fear, just as the king Shanbao mistook Luo Chuan for the Jiulong king.

Half zhaofo Zun was also stunned on the spot. Looking at the slowly approaching Jiulong Xianting, his expression was extremely complex, with nostalgia, remembrance, remembrance and a trace of resistance.

The old man is dead and the immortal court is old. Even if he is born again, things are human and have no meaning to him.

"My Buddha, not..."

Half recruit Buddha to proclaim Buddha's name, but the last word can't be read.

Buzz!

The Dragon roared and echoed in his ears. The residual magic smoke emitted in the howling and rushed to the half recruit Buddha.

"You're dead, and you don't want me to turn over."

Feeling the familiar magic smoke, half summoned the Buddha to smile bitterly, holding the scroll in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, opening the last chapter of the future Buddhist sutra.

Before the death of Jiulong Jun, he was firmly suppressed. He was the closest person to Jiulong Jun in Jiulong Xianting, but he was like heaven. Among the many emperors in Jiulong Xianting, he is also the most dependent on Jiulong.

Jiulong Jun fell, half recruit Buddha. Although he hates the holy court, he also knows that his opportunity has come. This is his best chance to prove himself. As long as he writes the future Buddhist sutra and achieves the future Buddha, he can break away from the shadow of the Dragon King and become the nine day future. At this moment, half Zhao Buddha Zun's mood is extremely complex, both excited and somewhat gloomy. He finally understands that even if he writes the future Buddhist sutra and achieves the future Buddha, every word and paragraph in the Buddhist sutra, A person's shadow is buried.

"One day in the future, our Buddha world will become, and your Kowloon will be the past Buddha and devil!"

Half summoned the Buddha, talked loudly, tried to suppress the faint depression in his heart, wrote quickly, and wrote the last chapter of the future Buddhist sutra.

The closer he is to the end of writing, the more excited he is. He has a faint hunch that after completing the future Buddhist sutra and achieving the future Buddha, his power will not lose the power of the holy way! It will be a new power at the same level as the power of the holy way! At that time, the White Dragon Emperor, the Arctic emperor, and Luochuan, who has unlimited potential, will be surpassed by him! He the future Buddha, will be the only one qualified to replace the holy way!

There was still the end of the last paragraph, but at this time, the smoke of Moro fairy in Kowloon fairy court suddenly ran out. The nine real dragons and the huge fairy Court seemed to be pulled by some external force and sent out a roar. The atmosphere and artistic conception changed and returned together!

"In the past, the Japanese King captured Jiulong, collected the powers, and fought the sage with his own strength..."

"Your defeat is not in the holy way, not in the traitor, but in yourself..."

"Now there is Luochuan, inherit my ambition, and the future achievements are still above me..."

"From now on, there will be only Luo Chuan, the saint, but no Jiulong king in the nine day boundary..."

"After today, the Kowloon immortal court will be the Tianluo immortal court! Old friends and generals, but those who inherit my ambition and help Tianluo will resist the sages and overthrow the holy court!"

The last voice of the Dragon King and the last wish came from the Kowloon immortal court and echoed in the ears of the half recruit Buddha and the strong dragon king.

Boom!

Under the control of the new owner, Jiulong Xianting roared without warning and crushed the stunned Dragon King into meat patties! The spirit wants to escape, but it is swallowed by Kowloon!

"The one who inherits your ambition... Luo Chuan! What is my... My Buddha?"

Half recruit Buddha Zun, his expression is stiff, his hand is like ten thousand Jun, and the nib is hard to fall. With only the last paragraph or even the last sentence left, he can complete the future Buddhist sutra and become a legend that the nine heavenly realms can compete with the sages, but the last words of Jiulong Jun extinguished most of his enthusiasm.

"Why don't you leave it to me? He's an outsider. Is he more qualified than me?"

"You are the past Buddha in my Buddhist scriptures. Luo Chuan will carry on the past and forge ahead into the future and will complete the great cause in the future... What am I?"

"Kowloon! You bastard! Do you want to pit me before you die? Luo Chuan... Wait, I'll come to you!"

Pop!

The ink pen was broken in the hand of half Zhao Buddha. He closed the last page expressionless, put away the Buddhist scriptures and disappeared under the Kowloon fairy court.

In the abyss not far from the burial place of King lielong, millions of heroes composed of various forces are chasing the Jiulong immortal order like a rainbow! Under their sweeping, the guardian survivors of several layers of the abyss suffered heavy losses, or gave way directly.

In order to compete for Jiulong Xianting, various forces, giants and strong people fought with each other. Jiulong Xianling changed hands constantly. From daoyan Xianchao to Po FA Lou to Yu family, they also fell into the hands of Li Xuangan and fought all the way, and their hatred gradually ended.

At this time, the dragon's chant echoed and the divine light was in bursts. Nine immortal dragons dragged the immortal court into the abyss and appeared in the sight of everyone.

Jiulong Xianling also stopped flying forward and floated quietly in mid air.

The crowd looked at the Kowloon fairy court. Rao was that many of them had experienced the era when the Kowloon King dominated the nine days, but the scene of the Kowloon La fairy court still shocked them. Let alone the treasure, resources and talismans... The nine real dragons holding the treasure of Jiulong King I are rare congenital beasts.

The most important thing is that the Kowloon king is dead and the Kowloon fairy court has been restarted. It has become an ownerless thing!