Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Seeing the Yunshan Elder who had no power to resist under the thunder, the people in Yunyuan City panicked to the extreme.

On weekdays, Elder Yunshan didn't appear much, but every time he appeared, he left a deep impression on the people in the city.

In their hearts, the image of Elder Yunshan was not much different from that of an immortal.

It can call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas.

But in their eyes, such a "true immortal" was swallowed by the thunder without any power to fight back.

This scene has caused an indelible shadow on the people in the city.

Some of them asked, "Who is the myth and where is the myth?"

At this time, even Tianjizi was a little flustered, but he thought of Yang Jian's reply before, and then he felt a little relieved.

But at the same time, he had a trace of doubt, the people on the clouds were too terrifying, even the Yunshan elders of the Cave Heaven Realm couldn't block a move, even if Erlang Zhenjun arrived, could he win?

Together, this thought was quickly extinguished, and he warned himself not to speculate about the gods.

Under the pressure of the apocalypse, Yunyuan City fell into madness, especially since they were about to fall into a catastrophe without even knowing what the myth was, which was even more desolate.

At this moment, in the palace where Yun Shan rushed out before, another ray of light appeared.

Immediately, a terrifying aura emerged, and a huge amount of energy converged, turning into a huge figure with white hair appearing, facing the Nine Hell Dragons on the clouds.

His power is extremely terrifying, like the supreme who controls heaven and earth.

The people of Yunyuan City surged with hope again, and said loudly: "It's the head of the Yunyuan Sect, we have been saved!"

This news spread rapidly, and many people felt a sense of stability when they saw this huge phantom.

The Yunyuan faction has been in control of this city for tens of thousands of years, and for the people in the city, the people of the Yunyuan faction are all immortals, coming and going, calling for wind and rain.

Elder Yunshan was this image in their eyes.

And the head of the Yunyuan Sect is the immortal among the immortals, an existence beyond their imagination.

Now that the head of the Yunyuan faction has appeared in person, naturally any problem will be solved.

When the Nine Hell Dragons on the clouds saw this phantom made of pure energy, their faces were still indifferent, and they didn't even show mood swings.

"Master, Elder Yunshan has already been killed by him!" a Yunyuan Sect disciple shouted below.

The eyes of the head of Yunyuan condensed slightly, but he did not say anything, but said loudly to the Nine Hell Dragons in the sky: "Fellow Daoist, in the head of Yunyuan, I don't know where Yunyuan City offended Daoist, please make it clear." "

The voice of the Nine Hell Dragons remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Hand over the myth, otherwise there will be no living mouth in Yunyuan City today." "

The head of Yun Yuan was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "Daoyou is a person from Senluo Palace?"

The Nine Hell Dragons didn't answer, but said coldly, "You have less than half an hour to go. "

The head of Yun Yuan was furious, he was also the head of the sect, and he was also a powerhouse of the Supreme Realm, although he was only a heavy heaven in the Supreme Realm, he was also a genuine Supreme.

He has been ignored like this.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger, for the simple reason that he felt the other party's terribleness.

The terrifying momentum of the abyss as deep as the sea is much stronger than him.

The person in front of him has at least crossed the second ladder of the Supreme Realm, and he is not an opponent at all.

Holding back his anger, he said: "This is the gateway to the eighteen states in the southeast, although my Yunyuan faction is not a top sect, but it also has some connections with the ten major sects, if the Taoist friends really act against the sky, they are not afraid of angering the righteous path?"

Only then did the Nine Hells Dragon bow his head, his gaze at him was extremely cold, he slowly raised his hand, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were shackled.

The illusory figure of Yun Yuan's head suddenly swayed, and there were faint signs of dissipation.

"Are you threatening Benjun?"

The eyes of the Nine Hell Dragons flashed with a dangerous light, and he said indifferently: "Yunyuan faction, this monarch has written it down, give you three times, if you don't retreat yourself, this monarch will flood this city and kiss your mountain gate, I want to see if those righteous paths will avenge you afterwards." "

Yun Yuan's face changed completely, and his anger was mixed with a hint of horror.

"One. "

The indifferent voice of the Nine Hell Dragons sounded.

This sound also resounded in the hearts of many people in Yunyuan City.

Their hearts beat violently to the voice.

"II. "

Yun Yuan's head hesitated, he looked at the emotionless eyes of the Nine Hell Dragons, and fear rose in his heart.

For the sake of the people of this city, is it worth it to take the entire Yunyuan faction on board?

Although this city is important to them, it is not the only one.

"Three. "

The voice of the Nine Hell Dragons sounded regularly, and at the same time, the illusory figure of the head of Yun Yuan dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Suddenly, the people in the city exploded, and countless people screamed and wailed.

The head of Yun Yuan abandoned them?

Even the head of the Yunyuan Sect was afraid!

Most fell into deep despair and cursed to the heavens.

The whole city quickly became chaotic.

The Nine Hell Dragons stood in the clouds, indifferently looking at everything in front of them, like a god about to cleanse the world.

Time passed, and the suppressed despair had caused the people of the city to fall into madness, and all kinds of ugly gestures appeared.

"It's time. The Nine Hell Dragons said calmly, waving lightly with one hand.

The heavens and the earth roared, and I saw the waves rushing in all directions, wanting to devour everything.

Countless people in the city fled like crazy, and they didn't know where they were going to flee, they just ran again.

Someone howled and cried.

Someone ended his life early.

Some people even took the opportunity to pick up knives and do things that they didn't dare to do before.

A mother with a child in her arms cried to the sky: "Who will save us?"

There were many desperate people gathered together to recite the names of the gods they had heard.

The apocalyptic atmosphere reaches its extreme at this moment, and the next moment, the entire city will be overwhelmed by the waves.

At this time, even Tianjizi panicked, looking at the rushing flood, he was about to be buried.

But at this moment, a light suddenly fell from the nine heavens, and the bright light turned into hope and illuminated the hearts of the desperate.

A figure quickly descended from the light.

Holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, wearing a plain robe, he is handsome and majestic.

His figure fell extremely fast, obviously arriving later, but he reached the sky above Yunyuan City before the flood fell.

Everyone could clearly see his appearance, as well as the heavenly eyes that opened his eyebrows.

Divine light shot out from the eye of the sky, and wherever the light came, it was as if the rules had been rewritten, and the space of a city had been solidified.

The flood came in a raging way, but it became very slow.

The people in the city were already in despair, but suddenly ushered in salvation, staring at the sky in a daze, stunned.

I don't know who imagined it when he saw it, and suddenly said: "Holding a three-pointed two-edged gun, his eyebrows and eyes are dazzling, he is Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian!"

There were many people who listened to the book during this time, and they were shocked, and they immediately corresponded.

At this moment, Tianjizi reacted extremely quickly, he was not far from the place where the crowd gathered, and he was a cultivator, holding his breath and yelling.

"Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch has descended from mythology to save us!"