V2.Chapter 488

The yellow lion, Suanni, Tuanxiangshi, Baize, Fuli, Xiushi and Snow Lion, a total of seven lion leaders, all of whom were earth immortals, formed a group, surrounding Changsheng and Huangtian. , there are lions everywhere in the mountains and forests.

The roar of the lion shook the whole country.

"So many lions!"

Yang Chan was a little eager to give it a try. She always liked liveliness, so after seeing such a scene, she was naturally eager to give it a try.

In the battlefield, Changsheng used an autumn water sword to roll up the autumn water sword, causing countless ripples and cutting through the void.

Huang Tian relied on his own brute strength to fight the liger head-on, his body covered in blood, and he showed no fear at all.

"This little girl is a sign of good health. I caught her just in time to celebrate my ancestor's birthday."

"Haha, not bad, my ancestor must be happy."

This group of lion spirits surrounded Chang Sheng and Huang Tian like a cat and mouse game.

"When you come to Zhujie Mountain, even if you are a dragon, you have to be coiled up by your grandfather."

A golden lion grinned ferociously, revealing its bloody mouth.

Roar!

He sent out a burst of violent howling sound waves, invisible but qualitative. You could clearly see the golden ripples rippling in the air. The lion's roar turned into a sonic attack, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Yang Chan covered her ears and said worriedly: "Master Taihao, why don't you help Xiao Changsheng? These lion monsters are very vicious."

"They can take care of themselves."

Liu Hao stood in the clouds, but he had no intention of taking action.

A battle of this level is just for training his disciples. If he takes action, he can crush him to death with just one finger, but it would be meaningless.

When Huang Tian heard the lion's roar, his fighting spirit became more intense, and Chang Sheng solemnly sacrificed a magic weapon, which was the immortal rope given by Liu Hao.

This bundle of fairy ropes grew when the wind caught the wind, and turned into a golden dragon in the air, raising its head ferociously and making a sound that shook the whole world.

This bundle of fairy rope is made of golden spider silk and ten thousand years of dragon tendons. When Liu Hao used it, even King Jinpeng couldn't break free. Xiao Changsheng's magic power was far less than Liu Hao, but at this time he sacrificed this magic weapon, and he still couldn't break free. It's amazing. These seven lion spirits are only ordinary in cultivation. How can they be stopped?

The golden dragon circled in the air and pounced down, tying up the arrogant and domineering yellow lion.

No matter how hard these lions struggled, they didn't loosen up even a little. Instead, they tightened tighter and tighter. Their flesh and blood were bruised, and they roared and cursed endlessly.

"No, this little girl knows magic. She's so powerful. Go and call Ancestor!"

The seven leading lion monsters were all tied up, and the remaining lion spirits dispersed one after another.

"Xiao Changsheng, so amazing."

Yang Chan saw stars popping up in her eyes, wishing she could go out in person and fight against the enemy with Xiao Changsheng.

Roaring Sky Dog looked lazy and sleepy, and didn't want to look at it more.

Yang Jian had led him to kill countless monsters, and he didn't want to take another look at a little monster like this that had just transformed.

After a while, the barking dog lying at his feet pretending to be dead suddenly became energetic and barked a few times.

But he saw a black wind suddenly blowing up in the bamboo mountain.

Rolling black clouds appeared in the sky, and the evil spirit enveloped the entire Zhujie Mountain.

The lions roared wildly, it was the ancestor of the bamboo mountain lion monster who came.

This old lion had lived for an unknown number of years and had strong magical powers. As soon as he appeared, the air around him seemed to freeze. Chang Sheng and Huang Tian suddenly felt difficulty breathing and their energy and blood fluctuated.

Huang Tian gritted his teeth and said, "No, this old lion's magic power is unfathomable. I'm afraid only the master can defeat him. Senior sister, please leave quickly and I'll cut off the queen for you."

Changsheng's pretty face was pale, but she stood firmly in front of Huang Tian, ​​holding a sword and standing tall.

"Jie Jie, junior, do you still want to leave in front of your ancestor?"

A majestic old lion stepped on the black clouds and floated down.

His cold eyes looked around, not lingering on his disciples and disciples, but fell on Changsheng, and turned into greed and tyranny.

"I never expected that I would meet such a fairy root seedling."

"It seems that our ancestors and I have had a good time and fortune, so we have what we have today."

Next to the old lion, there was a Taoist wearing a red robe standing. He hugged his shoulders and sneered: "This little girl belongs to you, old lion. This boy has strong blood and essence, which can be used to sacrifice the knife to me."

"Haha, since Taoist brother has spoken, that's all."

This old lion who dominates Zhujie Mountain is the Nine Yuan Spirit Sage who has access to the Three Sages and the Nine Springs!

Unexpectedly, Xiao Changsheng accidentally bumped into the plot of Jiuqu Panhuan Cave.

Liu Hao looked down with cold eyes, golden and purple light flashing in his eyes!

This other red-robed Taoist was actually one of the people on the list of gods, with the Taoist title Yi Qi Xian Yu Yuanshi.

"Who is that person hiding in the clouds?"

Yu Yuan's eyes were sharp, piercing the sky, as if he could faintly sense Liu Hao's presence.

"The person who killed you."

Liu Hao snorted coldly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he turned his hand and suppressed it with a palm.

Intercepting someone from the church?

No matter where you come from!

Anyone who dares to speak arrogantly about sacrificing a sword to his own apprentice will be crushed to death!

"How brave, how dare you attack me!?"

The ferocious Taoist in red robe with curly hair was furious, and his ferocious eyes seemed to pierce the sky.

"Since you don't know whether to live or die, you can't blame me for dying here today!"

"Blood Transforming Divine Sword! Cut!"

Only a trace of blood-red sword light was seen, like lightning, across the sky, directly wiping towards Liu Hao's neck.

Penglai Island, an immortal.

This Jiejiao Immortal is also an evil god.

Not only has he developed an indestructible body, but he also has a magic weapon in his hand called the Blood Transforming Sword.

Nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible.

As long as blood is seen, the soul will be damaged, and if the soul is broken again, the power will be unparalleled.

In the past, during the Battle of the Gods, countless immortals from the Chan Cult were killed and injured. Even if the golden immortal was struck by the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"The knife is not bad, but the master's brain is not very good at using it."

Facing the blood-red sword that broke through the sky and split the clouds, Liu Hao smiled coldly, stretched out his right hand, and pointed his fingers side by side, like two real dragons, locking the blood-transforming magic sword in the air.

cut! cut! cut!

This Qi Immortal's remaining energy was so angry that his eyes were completely red, and fire almost spewed out of his seven orifices.

The blood-transforming magic sword has always been unfavorable, but today it was actually restrained by the enemy, and there were faint signs of being out of control.

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