The two pupils looked at each other silently.
But at this time silence is better than sound.
Although Long Tong didn't speak, the whirlpool and dragon power in its pupils all expressed a threat to Song Shuhang - Junior, disturb my dream, do you want to die? How would you like to die
The Confucian saint's eye in Song Shuhang's right eye flashes a more terrifying and eerie light - look into my eyes, I allow you to reorganize your language.
The two pupils that can be ranked in the heavens and the world stared at each other, neither to be outdone.
The vortex in the dragon's pupil is getting bigger and bigger.
The strange light in the eyes of the saint seems to be twisted and more terrifying.
Just the pressure emitted by the two old holes staring at each other is enough to crush ordinary monks.
Even, the spiritual power between heaven and earth, involuntarily centering on the two eyes, gathered crazily!
The rich spiritual power even turned into white mist.
One inhalation is pure spiritual power, which is extremely enjoyable.
If there is a young cultivator who has just established the foundation and can withstand the pressure and come between the eyes, just taking a breath will get the effect of the last high-quality 'body quenching liquid'.
At this time, it would be great if my core world could be opened. Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart, so that he can directly receive this large amount of spiritual power into the core world.
While thinking about it, a large number of branches on his wooden body began to grow wildly under the influence of strong spiritual power.
Coincidentally, there is a branch that grows all the way to the front of 'Dragon Eye'.
A bright little flower blooms on the branch bud.
The blooming flowers are very beautiful.
The original dignified and stressful picture of 'eyes facing each other' was disrupted by this bud and the little flower, and the atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Long Tong couldn't stop staring.
The strange light in Song Shuhang's saint's eyes also began to dissipate.
The atmosphere was rather awkward.
…
…
After half an hour.
"Are you the testers who came to comprehend the inheritance of the "Holy Ape Dragon Power"?" A thunderous voice sounded.
It is the language of the dragon race, and it is the master of the dragon pupil, speaking.
It's not a solution to be embarrassed like this, so it was the first to break the silence.
Since it is the Dragon language, it is time for the Bailong sister brand translator to appear.
"Exactly." Song Shuhang nodded.
"Then you can leave." The thunderous voice continued.
"Why?" Song Shuhang stared at Long Tong without showing weakness - how could he give up easily at this point
"Because we missed it." A playful look appeared in Long Tong.
"Meeting is fate." Song Shuhang argued: "We have already met, how can we say that we have no fate?"
Whether there is fate or not, what Long Tong said does not count. If he didn't enter the place of inheritance of the general guide in person, he would not be willing to leave.
"That's not what I said." Long Tong stared at Song Shuhang's eyes, and suddenly said, "It's really nostalgic eyes."
Hearing Long Tong's original words translated by Sister Bai Long, Song Shuhang felt a chill in his heart for some unknown reason.
"Even if we meet, it's no fate. Fate is something you can't force." Long Tong stared at Song Shuhang: "That's how the saint returned to me back then. I have no fate with him in my life. Therefore, you still feel that your face is very big, and you will Are you related to me?"
"Are you the beast cultivator who was beaten and cried by the saint?" Song Shuhang blurted out.
Sister Bailong: "..."
She still doesn't want to translate this sentence.
Song Shuhang has been focusing on all kinds of super alloy old irons recently, and she can't cooperate with Shuhang to die.
"Oh? You even know about this?" That Long Tong chuckled, the language in his mouth was still the Dragon language, but with additional spell effects, everyone could understand what he was talking about without the need for Sister Bai Long's translation. .
Sister Bai Long was so tired, she really wanted to leave with Sixteen.
"Leave, I don't have to hold you accountable for destroying the Xianzhou bunker. Don't bother me anymore, we are destined to miss the fate, forever." That Long Tong said again.
After all, its eyes slowly closed again.
"Senior, wait a moment." Song Shuhang stretched out his hand.
Thoughts twitched in his mind.
Before the 'Dragon Eye' closed, Song Shuhang swiped his hands, and a huge golden core QR code projection appeared on top of his head.
Glittering gold, very dazzling.
When Long Tong was slowly closing, he happened to see this QR code projection.
what? A thought moved in his mind.
Then out of the instinct of the monks in the heavens and the world, it subconsciously used 'spiritual power' to scan the QR code projection.
Drop~ You have added 'Xuansheng Tyrannical Song' as a friend.
This voice sounded directly in its consciousness.
Long Tong suddenly opened, staring at Song Shuhang with wide eyes.
what
Add Song Xuansheng as a friend
Isn't Xuansheng Tyrannical Song the little reptile in front of him
How did I become his friend
What a joke!
Back then, the Confucian sage ruthlessly refused, saying that he had no relationship with him. Now, the guy who inherited the eyes of Confucian saints has become his friend inexplicably
When what am I
Ding ~ Ba Song will move you into the 'VIP Gangster Group', Ding ~ Ba Song will remark for you the nickname 'Meeting in a Thousand Miles of Destiny'.
Long Tong: "… "
"Look, now we are destined." Song Shuhang leaned back.
There is a set of tables and chairs that automatically jump out of the bracelet.
Song Shuhang sat down steadily, supported his chin with both hands, and stared at Long Tong with a very oppressive posture: "It is a fate to meet each other for thousands of miles."
Although my face is not particularly big, my face is tough!
I have a face that can't be split even by the punishment of heaven. Under such a hard face, 'no fate in my life' or something is all empty.
Long Tong: "… "
What the hell kind of fate is this!
When it was about to refute Song Shuhang, a long group of friends information appeared in its mind.
Cultivation of group names.
There are very complex friend lists.
And there are only two people in the 'vip boss group' where it belongs.
It and the senior trial officer 'Shenlong' of the Golden Moon World are marked with the name 'Dragon Ball'.
"Hehehe." Long Tong pointed at Song Shuhang: "Since there is a function for adding friends, then there is a function for deleting friends."
"Unfortunately, the function of deleting friends has not been enabled for the time being." Song Shuhang replied calmly, and added a sentence in his heart - there is only one blacklist function at most.
Long Tong stared at Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang stared back at it without showing weakness.
The situation seems to be back to where it started.
"You won." Long Tong sighed and added: "If you are lucky, I will preside over the last round of this trial. If it is another trial officer, you It has long been thrown out of the Holy Mount of Gar for trial."
"After all, we are destined, senior." Song Shuhang showed a bright smile - hitting the snake with the stick.
"Bah." Long Tong said coldly: "When you come out, remember to settle the account for destroying the Xianzhou."