Chapter 190: Dragon Transformation Technique, Magical Golden Pagoda
Chapter 190: Dragon Transformation Technique, Magical Golden Pagoda (Subscription Request)
On Yulong Mountain.
Facing the sudden surge in the strength of the Black Wind Ancestor, Lu Chengfeng deliberately showed a fearful look, his face slightly gloomy, and he scolded: "Black Wind Old Monster, you are also a master of your generation. You were already famous in the martial arts world sixty years ago. Logically speaking, you are my predecessor."
"I have to remind you that even if you have reached the seventh level of heaven, you can never be a match for my lord."
"Fairy Qionghua is the woman that the master has taken a fancy to. He has personally ordered to bring her back to the palace. If you don't know what is good for you and force yourself to do it, I'm afraid you will only end up dead."
Hearing this, the Black Wind Patriarch couldn't help but laugh: "I thought you, Zhao Tianyou, were a man of strong character, brave and domineering, but I didn't know you were so opportunistic."
"Weren't you just calling me an old dog? How come you suddenly become the Black Wind Monster? And you're even using your master to scare me."
He shook his head. "It's a pity that your master can't scare me. If he came here in person, I might give him some face."
"Just because you have nothing to say now, you still want to take people from me, the ancestor? It's just wishful thinking."
"What's more, you just kept calling me an old dog. If I don't kill you, won't I be laughed at by the world?"
When Lu Chengfeng heard this, he didn't blush or feel nervous. He thought to himself, "Even if he is ridiculed, it is Zhao Tianyou who is being ridiculed. What does it have to do with me, Lu Chengfeng?"
"But this old guy is very powerful. After sixty years of hard training, he has reached the seventh level of heaven and man. He is worthy of being the number one in the underworld."
"If I fight head-on now, I'm afraid I won't be a match for this old devil, let alone saving the others."
"Fortunately, I made some preparations in advance..."
"As long as Mr. Yi arrives, the siege of Yulong Mountain can be temporarily lifted today, and we can also sneak into the Yufa Tianzong later, killing two birds with one stone."
"One day, the Prince of Danyang will come to me under the pretext of welcoming back the princess. When that happens, as long as I strike suddenly and kill him, I can then seek to refine the Yuncang Red Dragon, and with the help of the real dragon's body, ascend to the immortal position in one fell swoop."
"Only in this way can we have the strength to fight against Yi Hongchen."
Lu Chengfeng knew that time was running out. If he wanted to practice step by step, he would need enough resources even with gifts. But now he didn't have enough time to practice step by step.
Yi Hongchen slowly pushed forward the script that had been arranged long ago. The day when the two real dragons would arrive in Zhongzhou was not far away. By then, she would most likely take action personally to suppress the real dragons, sweep across the world, and rebuild a unified dynasty.
"The most valuable resource is the true body of the red dragon. I didn't dare to refine the red dragon's essence before due to various concerns, but if I can get it from Liu Wu, then I will no longer hesitate."
"Du Mengyan, Liu Wu... and that Master Yi, please don't let me down."
This was the first time that Lu Chengfeng took the initiative to plan. He wanted to use Du Mengyan as a chess piece to manipulate the chessboard, so as to include Liu Wu, Master Yi, Yufa Tianzong, and the Red Dragon's true body, so that he could obtain the greatest benefit in a short period of time and ascend to the fairyland in one step.
There is a huge crisis involved in this, but it also has benefits that are enough to drive immortals crazy.
"Liu Wu's gift and the true body of the Red Dragon, these two things alone are worth the risk."
He is now certain that after he has used the Fulongsuo to conceal all his aura and changed his appearance, neither Yi Hongchen nor the old monk will be able to discover his true identity.
Otherwise, Yi Hongchen would have been unable to hold back and taken action long ago.
Lu Chengfeng muttered to himself, and seeing that the Black Wind Patriarch was about to attack, he quickly shouted, "Ancestor, wait a minute, please listen to me."
He held the spear tightly in his hand, but kept talking, trying to delay time.
The Black Wind Patriarch had been in the underworld for his entire life and had been a gangster tycoon decades ago. It was no wonder that he could see through his little tricks. He sneered and without hesitation swept away the overwhelming black wind.
"The ancestor is so unkind, he actually sneaked up on me and bullied the younger generation."
Lu Chengfeng let out a strange cry, and the next moment the fire dragon that was originally surrounding his body suddenly roared and rushed into his body.
"Roar!"
Fiery flames bloomed on his body, accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and earth. Lu Chengfeng actually transformed into a three-meter-long dragon and soared into the sky from the flames.
This dragon has three claws on its toes, dragon horns on its head, red scales on its body, flames all over its body, and a pair of golden eyes emitting an extremely cold glow.
Such a huge creature did not show any trace of magic at all, as if the legendary dragon had really reappeared in the world.
Not to mention the onlookers who were dumbfounded, even the Black Wind Patriarch was shocked and said in astonishment: "What kind of magic is this? If I'm not mistaken, the magic you just displayed should be the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Dragon that has been lost for nearly a hundred years."
"But the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Dragon uses the principles of fire to gather the essence of heaven and earth and evolve into the form of a dragon, but it does not have the ability to transform. How did you do this?"
Lu Chengfeng roared and rose directly into the air. His sharp dragon claws surrounded by flames tore through the overwhelming black wind. Then he swung his dragon tail and shattered the ghost shadows mixed in the black wind.
"Even though the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Dragon is an unrivaled magical skill, how can it compare to the extraordinary talent of my lord? I have only made a few minor contributions, yet my lord has granted me this dragon transformation technique."
"If you are willing to serve under the lord, you will certainly be blessed with magical skills in the future."
His voice was mixed with an invisible roar of dragon might, and the three-meter-long dragon body fought with the black wind in mid-air, tearing through layers of storms, shattering ghost shadows in the sky, and making a sound like thunder exploding between heaven and earth.
boom! boom! boom!
The cultivation level that Lu Chengfeng displayed at this time was only the third level of the Heavenly Man Realm, but after transforming into a dragon body, his combat power skyrocketed, and he was able to go against the flow and fight against the Black Wind Ancestor.
The Black Wind Patriarch had been roaming the martial arts world for so many years, but he had never seen such an incredible dragon transformation technique. He was really excited and shouted, "Then let me see if your dragon transformation technique is just a show."
As he spoke, he finally took out his magic weapon, which was a scimitar, completely azure blue in color, rippling like waves on the sea. As soon as it appeared, a chilling aura filled the air.
"I forged this sword with Fengdu ghost iron. It has the power to cut off a person's soul. I originally wanted to use this sword to slay a dragon, but I never thought you had the skill to transform into a dragon. Today, I just happen to use your dragon body to baptize this sword."
He laughed loudly, and the black wind that swept across the sky and earth instantly turned into a tornado, and then poured into the dark blue scimitar.
Suddenly, a blue moon seemed to appear in the sky.
Except for Lu Chengfeng, all the people who saw the blue moon felt as if they were trapped in an icy cave. Their vision went dark in an instant, and they fainted on the ground.
Including the many elders and disciples in Tongtian Palace, as well as the people from the six sects surrounding the mountain, all of them fell to the ground with thuds, and no one was spared.
Only Du Mengyan, who had her eyes closed and was immersed in enlightenment, was able to escape the disaster.
The scimitar is like a moon, and its faint blue halo freezes the soul.
However, the golden flame soul between Lu Chengfeng's eyebrows was beating, and he was not affected at all. His dragon body roared to the heaven and earth, and he used his dragon body to evolve the magic of fire and fight against him head-on. Buzz!
The sword light was like the sea, surging down.
Fire rises to the sky and dragon extends its claws.
The fighting between the two sides was completely boiling, with wind and fire interweaving, the swords flashing coldly, and the dragons roaring, shaking the heaven and the earth.
……
Just when Lu Chengfeng was fighting with the Black Wind Patriarch on Yulong Mountain, the Yi Wushuang he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared at the foot of the mountain.
Yi Wushuang is a true nobleman. Even the sons of royal families are not as noble as him. Therefore, even though the Black Wind Patriarch is a celestial being, he has to treat him with courtesy.
But that slap from the Black Wind Patriarch made Yi Wushuang, who had always been successful, feel shame and anger from the bottom of his heart. He almost wanted to step on this old devil under his feet and make him eat shit to restore his dignity.
However, everything he has is built on the power and status of his father. When others are unwilling to give his father face, he can only be helpless and furious, and has no means to punish the enemy.
Although Yi Mingshu also arranged a strong man in the half-step heavenly realm to protect his son in secret, it was obviously far from enough when facing an old devil like the Black Wind Ancestor.
After suffering this humiliation, Yi Wushuang personally returned to the Yufa Tianzong and cried to his father, wanting to get back at his father, but he was rejected by Yi Mingshu, who had always doted on him.
"Wushuang, the old devil Black Wind Patriarch has been practicing for sixty years, and now he has reached an unfathomable level. Even I may not be his opponent, not to mention that he has a backer behind him, and he is not someone who can be bullied at will."
"If you want to take Fairy Qionghua, I can write a letter to ask for it for you. I think the old devil will not refuse."
Although Yi Mingshu's tone was flat, he was confident in his bones. The slap that the Black Wind Patriarch gave Yi Wushuang in the face also made him angry.
However, this person is now an extremely critical chess piece, and he cannot take action now, so he can only let his son suffer the loss temporarily. But when this turmoil in the martial arts world is over, he will let the old devil know that there are some people in the martial arts world whom he cannot offend.
Although he told his son that he might not be a match for the Black Wind Patriarch, in fact Yi Mingshu did not take him seriously at all. A person with the fourth or fifth level of Heavenly Man Realm might be able to dominate the world, but he was nothing in the Yufa Tian Sect.
Ever since the ancestor ascended to heaven, the strength and foundation of the Yufa Tianzong has skyrocketed in just a few hundred years. Although it does not show its prowess in the martial arts world, it has become a behemoth hidden beneath the surface of the lake.
He was confident that he could easily kill a small pawn like the Black Wind Ancestor.
"Let's just teach Wushuang a lesson this time. It would be a good thing if it can inspire him to practice Taoism and learn martial arts." Yi Mingshu thought so, but he didn't intend to let the Black Wind Ancestor be too proud.
So when Yi Wushuang left Yufatian Sect, he had a letter in his hand and a magic weapon on him.
Yes, a magic weapon, not a magic weapon.
The so-called magic weapon is a treasure that can be used to cast spells. Although it is not as good as a magic weapon that can complement one's own spells and increase power, it can enrich one's own means.
Moreover, magic weapons consume very little mana, and the materials and refining methods required are more demanding than those of divine weapons, so they are naturally more precious.
There are a few magical weapons in the world, but real magic weapons are almost unique.
Yi Mingshu was also afraid that his son would encounter an old devil like the Black Wind Ancestor. If a slight mistake caused his son to lose his life, even if he killed the enemy, it would be difficult to save his son.
So this time, he gave his son an extremely precious magic weapon to protect him.
After Yi Wushuang got this treasure, he did not pay any attention to his father's nagging about not actively causing trouble. Instead, he became ruthless and said, "Now that I have such a treasure, Black Wind Monster, I will definitely kill you."
He felt that his dignity had been insulted and trampled upon like never before, and he was not willing to let it go. His eyes were full of viciousness and hatred, and even women found him tasteless and were just madly abusive.
After leaving the Yufa Tianzong, Yi Wushuang was accompanied by two masters of the Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm, a dozen maids of various looks, and an old servant who secretly protected him.
These entourage alone are no less powerful than those of a dominant force, which shows how favored Yi Wushuang is. The depth of the Yufa Tianzong's foundation is like an abyss, with no end in sight.
Yi Wushuang was lying in the jade chariot, which was just like a palace. The interior was decorated magnificently, with a cloud bed, desks, bookshelves and even a kitchen.
Although the space is not very large, it is extremely exquisite.
Eight winged unicorn horses pulled the carriage, allowing the jade chariot to hang three feet off the ground. Although it was moving at an extremely fast speed, it was extremely stable.
Seeing that they were almost at Yulong Mountain, Yi Wushuang no longer had the mood to enjoy himself with those beauties whom he doted on so much. He took out a three-inch-sized exquisite golden pagoda with nine floors from his waist.
This thing looks extremely delicate, with each floor and pavilion being exquisitely detailed, and a light golden halo flowing throughout it. You can tell at first glance that it is a rare treasure.
"According to what the old man said, this thing contains the magic power he stored in advance. Once I am in danger, it will protect me on its own."
"If I use my true energy to activate it, I can also make it actively suppress and kill the enemy."
"However, due to the effectiveness of its internal magic power, it can only be used three times, whether for protecting the master or actively killing the enemy."
"After using it three times, you can only ask the old man to recharge it."
Yi Wushuang's eyes were fierce, "If the old thief Black Wind dares to hit me in the face, then I will kill him. If there is a chance, I will use this golden tower to suppress him to death."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the jade chariot.
"Sir, we have arrived at Yulong Mountain."
"But something seems to be wrong. There must have been a big battle on the mountain. I see blood and corpses everywhere, and there are sounds of dragon roars and sword cries coming from the mountain to the foot of the mountain."
"This must be a battle between heaven and man. I think it's best for us not to get close."
Yi Wushuang's eyes lit up, "A war between gods and humans?"
"One of them should be the old thief Black Wind. Isn't this a godsend opportunity?"
He could no longer hold back, and instead shouted in a hoarse voice, "Get up the mountain quickly, don't delay."
The person who spoke outside the jade chariot was a middle-aged Taoist priest. He was frightened by the dangerous aura coming from the void, but facing Yi Wushuang, the arrogant and domineering head son, he was completely helpless.
He opened his mouth to persuade him, but in the end he just shook his head and sighed, then used the whip in his hand to urge the winged unicorn to rush up the mountain.
(End of this chapter)