Douluo's New Divine Court

"Which way?"

Yang Dong asked softly about the Chaos Green Lotus in his hand. The pulling force and the magic sound canceled each other out, causing Yang Dong to not know which way to choose.

One is the road that Chaos Qinglian feels has the power of pulling. Although it may not be a good place, it should be much safer than the area with the magic sound.

Chaos Qinglian naturally wouldn't respond. The movement just now was just affected by the force of traction. In the end, it still depends on Yang Dong's own judgment.

"Go to the left!"

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Dong chose the path on the left to move forward. As he continued to advance deeper, everything around him was covered with a lavender mist.

There were monsters looming in the lavender mist, but they seemed to be a little afraid of the Chaos Green Lotus in Yang's hand, and they did not dare to attack.

Their patience is limited. When they found that Yang Dong still hadn't stopped walking on the purple road, they couldn't help but let out a piercing cry, and launched an attack on Yang Dong!

Snap!

Snap!

Their strength was not strong, at least in Yang Dong's opinion. With one punch, all the monsters watching him were annihilated, but soon they revived in the purple mist and attacked Yang Dong again.

"Stop me from going on?"

Yang Dong murmured, and without paying attention, he punched out again, annihilating them again.

When Yang Move stepped into a simple and unsophisticated hall, those monsters were afraid to go forward, so they had to stare at Yang Move with hatred in their eyes in the purple mist.

Click!

A shuddering aura rose from the hall, and the ugly stone-carved monster began to recover in front of Yang Dong, and powerful killing intent gushed towards Yang Dong like a tide.

"The existence of the large energy level is just two watchdogs?"

Yang Dong's figure did not retreat but advanced, waving the chaotic green lotus in his hand and threw it at one of the monsters. With a bang, the revived monster died in Yang Dong's hands.

The other monster was completely revived successfully, and the pitch-black scale armor became his powerful defense method. He opened his mouth and spit out flames enough to melt the space at Yang Dong.

boom!

Yang Dong waved the chaotic green lotus and landed another blow. This monster also died tragically in Yang Dong's hands.

"Ow!"

A long whistling sound came from the depths of the hall. This was the revival of a real ancient creature. With a swish, a humanoid creature with two pairs of pitch-black wings came out from the depths of the hall.

Boom!

Swinging the fist seal, the whole world was at his disposal. In front of this blow, Yang Dong felt that the whole world was against him.

"Death to me!"

Heavenly Thunder - Subduing Demon Pestle!

A huge blue-purple vajra emerged from Yang Dong's back and collided with the fist mark, making a huge roar.

Somewhere in Zishan unknown,

The God King of the Eastern Wasteland, who had been sealed for many years, woke up from his deep sleep and felt the movement deep in the Purple Mountain. A look of shock appeared on his withered flesh and blood face.

"Someone broke into the depths of Purple Mountain?"

Boom!

The fluctuations from the depths became stronger every time. As the God King of the Eastern Desolation, he had also explored the depths of Zishan, and he knew the horror of this magic mountain.

"He's dead."

The God King of the Eastern Desolation let out a sigh. In the depths of the taboo, there is still an unfathomable and powerful existence.

But at the same time, he also has a trace of envy. If he had known that he would be trapped for thousands of years, he might as well have fought brilliantly and explored the mysteries of this magic mountain.

…………

Boom!

Yang Dong was already fully armed, with a big vase on his head, and the blue light from the chaotic green lotus in his hand turned into a divine armor to protect Yang Dong's body.

And on the road behind him, countless ancient creatures died, ranging from the powerful level to the saint level. At this moment, Yang Dong has an invincible aura rising, which is his majesty as a god.

boom!

With a swipe of the chaotic green lotus in his hand, several blood-colored swords condensed from the blood prison behind him, driving away the dense fog around him, and opening up a path for Yang Dong to move forward.

"Don't those ancient creatures dare to enter this thick fog?"

Yang Dong scanned the surroundings vigilantly. Those difficult ancient creatures had not appeared since he entered this area. It seemed that this was their forbidden area.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from Yang Dong's ears. The sound wave contained the power of the great avenue. The green divine light released by the Chaos Qinglian had no effect in front of this sound wave.

With a roar, the sky was turned upside down, Yang Dong felt his soul was burning, and his vitality was about to come to an end.

"This is, the supreme creature, the Great Sage, the Quasi-Emperor, or the Supreme?!"

Yang Dong knew that Zishan was not simple, but he really didn't expect that with Emperor Wushi's strong suppression, these taboos would still be hidden.

"I told you to stop playing like this a long time ago. If you don't listen to me, it's okay now."

Buraxiu wanted to cry in Yang Dong's heart, his host had such a strong talent for death, now that he's healed, he's about to fall into a permanent sleep again, and when he wakes up, he doesn't know when it will be .

Yang Dong felt that he was like the flat boat in the storm, without the slightest ability to resist.

He didn't even see the face of the person who made the attack, and he was about to be shocked to death with just a roar. This kind of death is really a bit aggrieved.

Not reconciled!

hum!

The first drop of Ruthless Emperor's blood that stayed in Yang Dong's mind was finally triggered when Yang Dong was on the verge of death.

The golden Wang Yang erupted from the soul, rushed out of Yang Dong's body, and turned into a blurry figure, standing proudly in front of Yang Dong.

The vague figure did not make any movement, but snorted coldly. The being hiding deep in the fog snorted, and then the soul light went out.

"when!"

The leisurely bell rang, like the sound of heaven and God, brought Yang Dong's shattered soul into chaos. This was because Yang Dong's restless Zishan fell silent again after the bell rang.

The surrounding thick fog dispersed, and a small pavilion with the word "Wu Shi" engraved on it appeared in front of Yang Dong.

"This is the place where the Great Emperor Wu Shi learned the Taoism?!"

Emperor Ruthless Emperor's blood returned to Yang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness, and the bell would naturally not respond to him. As for Buraxiu, he was already weeping with joy.

Yang Dong walked forward and soon saw a pile of purple jade Taoist bones scattered on the middle futon with the word Wu Shi Taoist Pavilion engraved on it.

"Is this the guy who shot at me just now?!"