The sea of ​​clouds surges, and the blue dragon reaches for its claws.

A strong wind suddenly rose in Hengshan City, blowing sand and rocks on the streets and billowing smoke.

In Zhucheng District, countless people looked up at the sky, only to realize that the dragon's claw seemed to be only about the size of an acre, but it seemed to encompass the entire city of Hengshan.

Across an unknown distance of several hundred kilometers, the invisible energy was already pressing down like a physical mountain. Wherever the dragon's claws went, the wind and clouds followed it, instead of hindering it, it only added to its power.

fear!

fear!

Halfway across the Longhu Temple, Li Yuan felt a chill in his heart. He had seen the masters fighting each other in the air, and the terrifying scene could not be forgotten to this day.

But compared to what I saw before me, the scene back then seemed a bit eclipsed.

"immortal!"

This thought suddenly popped into Li Yuan's mind.

Standing high above the sea of ​​clouds, he can stir up the wind and clouds with a single paw. Without seeing his person or face, he can intimidate a huge city with a population of tens of millions.

This is not a god, who is a god?!

"Long Yingchan?!"

Like thunder exploding, Fang Chaotong's long roar tore through the wind and clouds, extremely high-pitched.

Facing this terrifying palm, the onlookers from afar were trembling. He, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt the hair on his body explode and felt a bone-chilling chill.

Boom!

With a long roar, Fang Chaotong suddenly burst into flames.

He had no time to think about why Long Yingchan returned so quickly and he did not receive any information. At this point, he burst out with all his strength.

The powerful and powerful Qi like a river burst out rapidly through the Qi veins, turning into a figure nearly a hundred meters tall behind him, with black muscles and white bones, a violent and ferocious figure.

This is his visualization of the spiritual self, the 'Vajra of Flesh, Flesh, Muscles and Bones', which contains his lifelong practice, is his foundation, and is also the biggest killer.

boom!

In just a split second, the dragon's claws had already crossed the 10,000-meter-long sky, and the clouds and mist in the sky were boiling and violent winds were stirring.

"Roar!"

The flesh-and-muscle Vajra roared angrily, leaped deep, and headed straight for the dragon's claws like a rainbow piercing the sun.

At the same time, the restaurant under Fang Chaotong's feet cracked with a crack, and smoke and dust billowed, and his head and feet felt like he was diving.

Plunge to the ground.

He has been promoted to Grandmaster for many years and has touched the earthly evil. He is not afraid of Long Xixiang and Helianfeng who have severely damaged their bodies, but this is Long Yingchan.

Taoist Master Longhu, one of the twelve most powerful people in the world in the past two hundred years.

Land fairy!

You have to be crazy to not run away!

boom!

There were roars behind him, and the strong wind surged and spread like a furious tide.

Fang Chaotong's heart suddenly trembled, and he screamed secretly. A figure as tall as a door panel was blocking his path.

"Get away!"

Fang Chaotong's eyes widened in anger, and the "Four Armors of Flesh, Flesh, Muscles, and Bones" on his body made a buzzing sound. With the divine armor added to his body, he was about to kill anyone blocking the road with one palm.

In the midst of the billowing dust, Monk Douyue's eyes were as bright as fire.

The Grandmaster Pass is called the Dragon Gate, which means that if you step over it, you will be a dragon, and if you don't enter, you will be a snake or fish. Historical records have recorded for thousands of years, but only a few masters of the Mysterious Arms have exchanged blood to defeat the Grandmaster.

"kill!"

Douyue stamped her feet and raised her arms to the sky.

At this time, his blood and true energy surged out wildly, turning into the shadow of a dragon and elephant behind him. The blue dragon roared and the white elephant stamped its feet.

All kinds of animal shapes are divided into water and land.

Among water forms, dragon power is first, and among land forms, elephant power is first.

"The dragon and the elephant merge together, the sun reaches its peak!"

boom!

Among the lightning and flint, almost no one could see Monk Dou Yue among the billowing dust, except for Long Xixiang who flew over and stopped in the distance.

Only the rolling air waves accompanied by the sound of thunder echoed throughout the city.

The 100-meter-long street trembled, and many feet of damage were visible to the naked eye. The houses on both sides of the long street trembled one after another, and tiles flew everywhere.

"puff!"

Amidst the burst of energy, Dou Yue let out a "puff" and sank to the ground chest high, spitting out a large mouthful of dirty blood. However, he was not at all depressed and angry, but instead laughed loudly.

"Douyue!"

Fang Chaotong's eyes were about to burst. After a while, he was not injured, but the sluggishness and the bone-chilling chill had completely set in.

The 'Great Vajra Shape' formed by half of his true energy exploded instantly under the dragon's claws, and then, a dark yellow palm appeared in front of his eyes.

The palm was slender and full, the color was like the tusks of an old elephant, and it was pressed on his face neither lightly nor heavily:

"La!"

As his five fingers pinched together, Fang Chaotong instantly lost control of himself. His true energy, true strength, and even his perception and spirit were all suppressed.

Woo~

Next, under the horrified gazes of a crowd of people outside the long street, his figure rose from the ground, leaving a long trace of gas explosion, and disappeared into the clouds.

Only the sound of blasting airflow was left.

Huhu~

When Monk Dou Yue struggled to stand up from the ground, he looked around and saw smoke and dust billowing inside and outside the long street, lingering for a long time.

I don’t know how many people in the world were watching from a distance, either shocked or horrified, and some people with ordinary martial arts skills didn’t even realize what was going on.

"Tao Master..."

Lin Chonghu looked pale and clenched his teeth with his eyes closed. Han Tong came slowly with his knife in his hand, unspeakable excitement surging in his eyes.

Fang Chaotong ranks second among the eight guardians of the Evil God Sect. He is a figure who became famous more than a hundred years ago. He is an old master and practices the "Vajra Worshiping Method of Flesh, Flesh, Muscles and Bones" and has extremely high martial arts.

But such a top master was captured with just one move, and from the beginning to the end, the Taoist Master only reached out with a palm in the air.

Not seeing him is even more terrifying.

"The land gods,"

Dou Yue shook his limp arms, feeling a little sighing, a little awe and yearning.

Land gods are not a realm, just like great masters. Grandmaster is not a realm either, it is an honorific title.

People all over the world recognize that a master is the pinnacle in the human world, and a great master is a transcendent, living god.

"Lockdown the city!"

Han Tong turned around and saw Lin Jia arriving not far away, reprimanding a group of disciples and soldiers to blockade Hengshan City.

"This is Lin."

Han Tong's face looked a little unkind, but he didn't have an attack.

He and Monk Dou Yue looked at each other and walked towards the mountain gate in unison. Meeting the Taoist master was a serious matter.

.....

"Too fierce, too fierce..."

At the main peak of Longmen, Li Yuan rubbed his neck that was a little sore from having raised his head for too long, and his heart was filled with shock.

With his eyesight, he could only see the looming dragon's eyes and the dragon's claws poking out of the clouds from beginning to end.

In just a few blinks of an eye, a grandmaster was captured in the sky.

This is a strong man beyond his current knowledge.

"Master Longhu Taoist, Long Yingchan!"

Li Yuan lowered his head, flexed and stretched his five fingers, like an eagle, a tiger, or a dragon. Every time he flicked, there was a sound of cracking the silk, as if the air was being torn apart.

With an age-old talent, even though it was just a glimpse, he realized a move that was at least a master-level grappler.

"A unique skill? Maybe it's more than that..."

Li Yuan exerted force with his five fingers, and with the infusion of his true energy, he casually moved his claws, leaving five claw marks several meters long in the air, which lingered for a long time.

"It is said that the shape cultivated by the Taoist Master is 'Wind Tiger, Cloud Dragon', this claw..."

Li Yuan murmured in his heart.
To be continued...