If not for the Dragon Blood Transformation Array, Zhiqiu Yishan would have been able to hold back the thousand-year-old centipede demon.
He took the opportunity to let Zhiqiu lead a group of Kunlun cultivators to save them.
Now, under the Dragon Blood Transformation Array, they had no chance at all.
Not only would the entire Kun Lun be buried here, but it would also be a waste for the thousand-year-old centipede spirit.
"How hateful!"
Zhiqiu Yishan gritted his teeth, his old body trembling non-stop.
Noticing Lin Yun beside him, he said guiltily,""Demons run amok, but they implicated little master. It's really a big sin. Even if I die, my conscience won't be at ease.”
But Lin Yun didn't pay attention to him.
Lin Yun impatiently looked at the proud Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit and said disdainfully,""A mere centipede wants to transform into a dragon? This Penniless Monk should use the inner core to soak in wine. Patron, do you want to dig it out yourself, or do you want This Penniless Monk to do it himself?”
As soon as he said this, the Dragon Blood Transformation Array fell silent.
Whether it was the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit or Zhiqiu Yishan, they were both dumbstruck as they stared at Lin Yun.
"Keke!"
The thousand-year-old centipede spirit was so angry that it laughed and said,"What an arrogant bald donkey. I'll make you my first target.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sixteen array flags waved in unison and a demonic wind attacked Lin Yun.
If they were hit by this demonic wind, they would instantly turn into blood.
"Holy Monk, be careful!"
Zhiqiu hurriedly reminded him.
"Small tricks!"
Lin Yun coldly snorted and threw a punch.
The wind from the fist was ear-piercing.
The space shook and cracked.
With an invincible stance, it enveloped the thousand-year-old centipede spirit.
The latter did not care at first.
However, when the wind from the fist came, the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit's expression changed drastically.
It was too late to defend.
Its old body was sent flying and buried in the mountain behind it.
"What a violent power. Just the wind from the fist sent that beast flying?？？”
Zhiqiu Yishan's eyelids twitched violently, and his face was filled with shock and question marks.
"Grandpa, he is the legendary Wine Saint Monk!”
Zhiqiu hurriedly explained.
Even though she had seen the tunnel that Lin Yun had forcefully blasted out of the Willow Immortal's Cave Abode, she was still horrified when she saw Lin Yun send the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit flying with just a fist wind.
" Wine Saint Monk???"
After knowing Lin Yun's identity, Zhiqiu Yishan exclaimed,""He is the Wine Saint Monk of Cold Water Temple? The Wine Saint Monk who was rumored to have defeated even the nameless divine monk of Shaolin Temple?？？”
Encountering such shocking news around the corner, Zhiqiu Yishan found it hard to digest it for a moment.
Great sorrow and great joy.
His expression was extremely interesting.
But now was not the time to talk about this.
"Roar!"
A beast-like roar sounded, and the mountain that the thousand-year-old centipede smashed into suddenly collapsed.
At the same time, a golden centipede about 200 meters long appeared in everyone's vision.
"Completely golden?"
Zhiqiu Yishan sucked in a breath of cold air and said with a moved expression,""This old fellow has cultivated for more than 1,200 years and is indeed showing signs of transforming into a dragon. If the blood sacrifice succeeds, it's really possible for him to leap onto the dragon gate!”
"Dragonize?"
Lin Yun's face was full of disdain.”
"Today, I'll let it see what a true dragon is.”
Lin Yun pulled off his shirt, revealing his bronze skin.
A dragon-shaped tattoo coiled on Lin Yun's back.
It was vivid.
If the dragon's eyes were not tightly shut, everyone would have thought that it was a true dragon.
"It's one thing for this monk to drink, but he actually likes tattoos!”
Zhiqiu, who had little knowledge, muttered to himself.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Zhiqiu Yishan glared at her and explained,""This is a Buddhist divine ability, the Mighty Heavenly Dragon Technique. The dragon-shaped tattoo on the back of the Wine Saint Monk should be Dragon King Tian who protects him.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon's roar sounded.
On Lin Yun's back, the Heavenly Dragon King's eyes suddenly opened, and his entire body shone with golden light.
The Buddhist light was dazzling.
In just a moment, a dragon king ten thousand feet tall soared into the sky, swallowing clouds and exhaling smoke.
A mere 200-meter-long thousand-year-old centipede spirit was indeed as small as a worm in front of the Heavenly Dragon King.
He was shrouded in shadows.
Under the true might of the dragon, the thousand-year-old centipede spirit could not even think of resisting, let alone attack.
"Heaven, Dragon, King!"
The thousand-year-old centipede spirit spoke in human language and screamed repeatedly.
This was a fear that was engraved in his bones.
It did not dare to think too much and turned around to run.
The thousand-year-old centipede demon's head directly dug into the ground, trying to escape by using the Earth Evasion Technique.
"Humph!"
Lin Yun coldly snorted.
Dragon King Tian swooped down, and his strong and powerful claws pressed down on the thousand-year-old centipede spirit's head.
He suddenly exerted force and shattered it.
Golden blood splattered all over the ground.
Lin Yun jumped up and personally sat at the eye of the Dragon Blood Transformation Array, offering the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit and its sixteen disciples as a blood sacrifice to Dragon King Tian.
"Roar!"
Dragon King Tian circled in the void and let out a dragon roar.
As the blood sacrifice was completed, its appearance gradually changed, showing signs of evolving towards the Ancestral Dragon Emperor.
The final roar transformed into a dragon-shaped tattoo on Lin Yun's back.
Lin Yun descended from the void.
His figure staggered and his footsteps were unsteady.
Zhiqiu hurriedly supported him and asked with concern,""Holy Monk, are you alright?"
The Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit was extremely powerful, so they could understand if Lin Yun was injured.
Zhiqiu Yishan was also concerned.
Lin Yun shook his head and said,"If you don't drink, This Penniless Monk will go see Buddha."”
Zhiqiu rolled her eyes and said unhappily,""It's really scary. So it's the alcohol addiction!”
Zhiqiu Yishan hurriedly said," Yiyi, the thousand-year-old centipede demon has been removed. Grandpa will go save your father. You take the holy monk to the Kunlun wine cellar."”
" Grandpa, didn't you say that a lot of Kunlun wine was stolen by a mysterious person?" Zhiqiu said helplessly." You just changed the location of the wine cellar yesterday. I don't know where it is!"”
"Grandpa forgot about this!”
Zhiqiu Yishan patted his forehead.
Who knew that Lin Yun would suddenly recommend himself?
"The benefactor you want to save is at the place where the centipede demon was hiding! This Penniless Monk will return to the Kunlun Wine Cellar first!"
He couldn't wait any longer.
"Holy Monk, the wine cellar is…" Zhiqiu Yishan hurriedly shouted.
But before he could finish, Lin Yun's voice echoed in the air.
"Don't worry. This Penniless Monk is more familiar with the Kunlun Wine Cellar than you!”
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