New White Snake Asking Immortals

People in Chunyang Palace can often see two white elders appearing at the same time...

When encountering boring and boring work, let the clone stand, and occasionally appear in person, for a while, everyone can't tell the real and the fake white scorpion, but every morning, you can see the real white scorpion standing on the edge of the cliff. .

On the edge of the cliff, the cool white misty mountain wind blows across the face.

The beautiful eyes look at the sea of ​​​​clouds and the red sun is rising, floating and sinking and blooming with thousands of golden lights.

slap~

With a snap of his fingers, two translucent clones appeared beside him.

Not that kind of realistic scale clones are purely two energy bodies, and it is very convenient to apply spells reasonably in life. For example, at this moment, let the two clones help to clean up the thick long hair on the top of the head, stand behind and comb the hair with a peach wood comb, and take out a slender white cloth strip. He tied it at the back of his head, tied a bow flexibly, and took care of his clothes.

The two translucent avatars who finished their work turned into gypsophila, and the rest had to be done by themselves. It was dawn, and Bai Yujun, who was good at looking at the air, found that the momentum of both sides was surging, and it was obvious that he had to do it today.

"Alas... the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

The toes flew up gently, and a black ankle ring was exposed on the fair ankle...

It is expected that the spring breeze will not disperse and kill the sky.

The long-awaited competition between the two religions is finally about to kick off. Shenhua Mountain is towering and towering. More than ten thousand monks from both sides are facing each other in the air in front of the mountain. The sky is dark and dark clouds are rolling, and the wind blows clothes.

A bolt of lightning pierces the darkness!

Boom~!

Spring thunder strikes in Kyushu, and the wind and clouds will reach the sky.

Shenhua Mountain is shrouded in a huge Taiji star fighting formation, and the formation of the formation is terrifyingly moving. The dark clouds are rolling in the sky. Only the cloud hole above the Chunyang Palace of Shenhua Mountain can reach the sky. They are all surprised by the details of Chunyang Palace.

The longevity of thousands of miles of breeze helps the world to shake, and the auspicious clouds reflect the golden and green of the palace and the palace. It is a true fairy home.

Ordinary disciples who could not participate in the war stood in the sect on the top of the mountain and watched nervously.

Not only the monks, but also the world's major families and martial arts heroes, there are even many poets and travelers, all to see the world's strongest battle!

The number of Western sects is larger, but due to the sect's habits, except for individual disciples, the fighting power is not strong.

Although the number of Chunyang is small, it is more refined. There are many elders who are not seen on weekdays, and there are many real people who have never seen before and wear a coarse sermon robe. They look ordinary and have no momentum. , In fact, this kind of person who returns to the basics is a real master.

The cultivator in the sky, the golden light and dazzling scenes made by the Western Church are the best and most beautiful. Many ordinary poor people nearby who do not know the truth have already started to kowtow to the Western Church. No matter what point of view, they are more like a fairy than Chunyang, which is calm and quiet. You Qi didn't know what to think, but he actually got a large golden cloud under his feet, but it would be difficult for anyone who is a little confused to think about kowtow.

Chunyang pays attention to Taoism and naturalness, and will not handle this kind of hot eye operation. In some respects, he is a step behind.

Bai Yujun and Yang Mu and Xu Ling stood beside Yu Rong, and when they saw that the other party was too arrogant, they blinked and smiled wickedly...

Then, the golden clouds under the monks' feet suddenly turned into billowing black clouds, appearing like big demons.

"..."

There are countless people in the sky and the ground who want to laugh but are afraid to offend the Western religions, but the scene changes too fast. Before the golden light was bright and the dark clouds rolled, the old demon came into the world, and it was embarrassing. You don’t need to guess to know that it must be Chunyang Palace. That white flood dragon is good at calling the wind and rain, and the Western religion is also, but it is to play with the clouds in front of the white flood dragon.

Bai Yujun whistled and looked around, pretending to have nothing to do with him.

Yu Rong smiled, reached out and touched a certain white head, and straightened the jade crown that was worn crookedly.

Peak Master Qi Yun's indifferent face rarely showed a smile, Gan Wu nodded to Bai Yujun, Chu Zhe smiled, and Lian Tianxing beside him turned his head to look to the other side.

There was a commotion on the opposite side, and the clouds were removed, and a golden old monk flew towards this side with a golden-winged Dapeng.

I have to say that the golden-winged Dapeng is very eye-catching. Even Bai Yujun almost believed that it was a fairy with its golden color haunting the sky. Although he stared at Ben Jiao with fierce eyes, Ben Jiao didn't care. We could make more money by tearing the bird's wings.

Now it's not a demon king, it's just a mount of Western teaching, not worthy of the title of demon king.

The old monk stood on the back of the golden-winged Dapeng and came between the two sides. The golden-winged Dapeng was very large. This was the first time Bai Yujun saw the real body of the golden-winged Dapeng. The wingspan was estimated to be more than 30 meters, as if it was a demonstration. Every time the wings are flapped, a gust of wind will blow in the direction of the pure sun, but there is no real person present.

The onlookers were all amazed at the heritage of Western religions, and being able to use such a domineering monster as a mount, no one would envy it!

"Chirp~!"

An eagle roared into the sky, and the old monk spoke up after he was full of momentum.

"Fellow Daoist, can you talk about it?"

It is superfluous to pretend to talk about faith and etiquette before the war.

Lingxu Jiangli is not good at this kind of thing, Zixu Qiyun is even more disdainful of talking nonsense with it, only Qingxu Yurong can come forward and greet him.

Bai Yujun shrugged, took off the jade crown and pulled away the white cloth strips, and more scales appeared on her face...

It transformed into a huge white scorpion. Instead of blowing gusts of wind like the golden-winged Dapeng, it had a natural like a duck to water. It circled around Yu Rong with four claws and raised its head a few times as if swimming in water. It had thick cuticle armor. The dragon head with bone spurs is terrifying, with dense scales like white jade, fine bone spurs spreading from the back to the tail, and a tail with long fluffy soft spines~www.wuxiamtl.com~ open its big mouth and reveal its fangs to roar at the opposite!

"Roar~!"

The amazing thing is that there is a faint dragon roar in it, and the roar is more shocking than before, scaring the birds and beasts to tremble, and the golden-winged Dapeng has solemn eagle eyes.

Only Bai Yujun remembered the dragon soul who taught her dragon song...

Bowing his head, it is convenient for Yu Rong to stand on the top of his head. In order to save himself, Master was besieged and injured by the Western sect and the remnants of the demons. Bai Yujun remembers this kindness. , the opponent used the golden-winged Dapeng to raise his momentum, naturally, he could not make the master lose face.

Yu Rong smiled softly, stepped on the top of Jiao's head gently and stood firm.

Bai Jiao moved, gently kicked forward and jumped out, then four claws swivel left and right, and the tail of the Jiaolong swept over the position where the head of the Jiaojiao swam, with a graceful and agile posture.

The flying dragon in the sky can only hear the sound of the wind blowing through the sky.

Those who watched the fun were even more shocked. Although Bai Jiao appeared in the Central Plains, not many people saw it with their own eyes. Now, when they first saw Bai Jiao, they were shocked to the sky. It is difficult for people to ignore the shock in their hearts when they saw the dragon swim in the sky with their own eyes, and those ordinary people who don't know what to do will kneel again before the dragon...

Swimming to the opposite of the old monk and the golden-winged Dapeng, Bai Jiao bowed his body and erected his head in a defensive posture.

The imposing characteristics of the two sides are obvious. The Western religion is too luxurious and dazzling.

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