Just looking at such a strong fighting power is enough to scare the cultivators in Taoyuan Valley.
"But how did this giant dragon get involved with the beasts?" Seeing the white dragon sweeping over and countless immortal beasts vying to destroy them, Xin Huantian asked Wen Xiong with doubts and excitement at the same time.
Wen Xiong's face was still solemn, and he said solemnly, "Dragons are the most arrogant and domineering among beasts. In their eyes, except for dragons, all other races are ants. Maybe this dragon is not coming for us. Yes, but since we appear in front of him, it’s just bad luck for us!”
"You mean, this giant dragon is going to kill the fairy beast and us in one fell swoop?"
"It must be so! But Brother Tian, it is more honorable to die in the hands of a dragon than to die in the hands of these beasts, right?"
Xin Bantian didn't answer. Death was death. In his opinion, it didn't make that big difference in whose hands he died. The beast-taming clan is different. They have been with fairy beasts since they were young. The dragon clan has a totem-like meaning to them.
"That's wrong!" After observing carefully for a moment, Xin Huantian finally discovered something was wrong. The giant dragon swept over and killed countless immortal beasts, but no monk from Taoyuan Valley fell under the dragon's claws.
At first Xin Bantian thought it was a coincidence, but after he paid attention, he discovered that it was not a coincidence at all, but that the dragon deliberately avoided the Taoyuan Valley monks.
"Huh? Then... there seems to be a person standing on top of the dragon!" Wen Xiong also discovered something strange, and his voice was louder than Xin Huantian's.
"On the dragon's head? No way!" Xin Bantian was startled by Wen Xiong's words and hurriedly looked in the direction of the dragon's head. Sure enough, under the white light, there was indeed a human figure. Just because of the distance and the hazy white light, Xin Huantian could not see the other party's face clearly.
Xin Bantian couldn't help being stunned. Even if he had heard of such a thing as using a dragon as a rider, he didn't think it was true. He just thought it was a legend. Now that it appeared in front of him alive, how could he accept it for a moment
"Axiong, your beast-taming clan should have a description of the dragon clan, right? In your impression, are there any powerful beings who ride on dragons?"
Speaking of shock, Wen Xiong was even more shocked than Xin Bantian. Xin Bantian asked three times in a row. Only then did Wen Xiong recover from the huge shock. He shook his head like a rattle and said, " Just kidding, how is this possible! Dragons are the most proud race, how can they let others ride on their heads? In the history of our clan, there are indeed many powerful seniors who want to tame dragons and use dragons as their rides. . But in the end, without exception, they all failed! They have great powers and the ability to kill the dragon, but they cannot let the dragon lower its noble head and let them trample on it."
In the shocked eyes of Xin Bantian, Wen Xiong, and the cultivators in Taoyuan Valley, the white dragon kept flying and roaring. The hot dragon's breath, like the dragon's tail that is constantly swept by a giant whip, continues to show off its power among the beasts. The herd of beasts that almost forced the cultivators in Taoyuan Valley to a dead end fell apart in an instant.
Those immortal beasts were no longer crazy, and were wailing and fleeing in all directions. Those who moved quickly had their fur burned off by the giant dragon, while those who moved slower were either swept into pulp by the dragon's tail, or turned into ashes in the white flames.
Looking at this scene, Xin Bantian firmly believed in Wen Xiong's words. The dragon is not only the king among beasts, but also the god among beasts!
"Oh my god! What kind of power can he ride on a dragon? Brother Tian, I must worship him as my teacher!"
Wen Xiong scratched his hair in excitement. If Bailong's power hadn't been so terrifying, he might have been unable to bear it and rushed forward.
"No matter what kind of power he is, he is our savior and benefactor of Taoyuan Valley!"
"The herd has retreated! The herd has retreated!!"
In just half a moment since Dabailong appeared, the fairy beasts that were so densely packed that they almost filled Taoyuan Valley disappeared without a trace. The cultivators in Taoyuan Valley finally came to their senses, and cheers came and went.
People who survived the desperate situation either hugged each other and cried, sat silently and shed tears, or roared loudly, all indulging themselves to the fullest and celebrating the rest of their hard-won life.
However, Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong did not dare to show any signs of neglect. They arranged their appearance in a panic while standing upright. Because the white giant dragon was slowly flying towards them.
"Ah Xiong, follow my example in a moment. If I salute, you salute. You can't be rude in the slightest. If you make someone angry, our whole Taoyuan Valley will be in trouble!"
"Yes, yes!" Wen Xiong's eyes were always focused on the slowly approaching giant dragon and the hazy figure on the dragon's head. He didn't take Xin Bantian's instructions to heart at all and responded casually.
Xin Bantian shook his head, slapped him hard on the shoulder, lowered his head and scolded in a low voice, "Don't stare at people like that, it's rude!"
Xin Zhuantian used a lot of force, and Wen Xiong bared his teeth for a while, but he listened to Xin Zhantian's words and hurriedly lowered his head like Xin Zhantian.
When the giant dragon came to rest three feet in front of the two of them, Xin Biantian quickly winked at Wen Xiong, and then greeted him with a series of bows, "Junior Xin Bantian, on behalf of all the cultivators in Taoyuan Valley, I would like to thank my senior for saving his life!"
"Uh, I, Wen Xiong, thank you, senior!" Wen Xiong's reaction was obviously half a beat slower than Xin Zhuantian's, making Xin Zhuantian frown slightly.
At this time, both Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong lowered their heads, just waiting for the other senior to say something. Unexpectedly, there was silence all around, and no reply came for a long time.
Xin Bantian's mind couldn't help but sink, and he wondered to himself, had he done something wrong and offended someone? At this moment, cold sweat poured down Xin Bantian's forehead. At this time, he was even more nervous and stressed than when he faced the siege of the beasts!
"Ahem... Senior, have we done something wrong to make senior unhappy? If so, please forgive me. No matter what kind of punishment, junior will be willing to accept it!"
"Is this true?" This time the senior finally reacted and spoke. The voice was a little weird, but Xin Huantian was so nervous that he didn't notice it at all.
"It seems that I really offended someone!" Xin Biantian felt as if he had swallowed two kilograms of coptis in one breath. I and this Taoyuan Valley are really in trouble. He had just escaped from the wolves, but when he turned around, he fell into the tiger's mouth again.
"It's... it's true. How dare I deceive my senior?"
"Okay! I don't like this big stupid guy, so kick him three times for me!"
"Ah!?" As soon as he said this, Wen Xiong shouted in shock, and his aggrieved features almost crowded together.
Xin Bantian was not surprised at all. His face was clear. It must have been Wen Xiong who reacted slowly just now, which offended his senior. Fortunately, the punishment was just three kicks, which was nothing.
"Senior, I... Why am I so annoying to you? You see how wise and powerful I am. I don't know how many little girls are crying to marry me, but I haven't agreed... Oops!"
Before Wen Xiong finished speaking, Xin Bantian flew up and kicked him squarely on the butt. This kick was so powerful that Wen Xiong flew a few feet away before landing heavily.
"My mother, I'm afraid my butt will split into four pieces! Brother Tian, are you really kicking me?" Wen Xiong rubbed his butt and stared at Xin Bantian, tears were about to flow down his face.
"Wen Xiong, shouldn't you kick him for being so talkative in front of your seniors?" Xin Bian walked towards Wen Xiong again in a huff.
Wen Xiong jumped up in a hurry, covering his butt and retreating. Just as he was about to beg Xin Huantian not to kick him anymore, Xin Huantian winked at him and said in a low voice, "You idiot, if I don't kick these three feet, the senior will kick them himself! Do you think it's better for me to kick you or not?" Senior, can you kick me?"
Xin Bantian's words immediately choked Wen Xiong. Could Xin Bantian's leg strength be comparable to that of someone who could control a dragon
Wen Xiong was not stupid. He quickly woke up and stopped running. He simply stuck his butt out.
Bang bang!
Another kick. This time Wen Xiong couldn't hold it back. Tears and snot flew side by side. Even if his butt didn't split into four pieces, it would be enough for him to suffer for a while.
"Senior, are you satisfied with this?" Xin Bantian looked carefully at the figure on the dragon's head and asked.
"Giggle...satisfied! Now the bad anger in my heart has been released!"
Just when Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong were uneasy, a clear and sweet laughter suddenly came from the faucet. I don’t know if it’s because there’s a giant dragon to accentuate it, but this laughter sounds like the sound of nature, not like ordinary music at all!
"Is it a woman?" Wen Xiong looked back at Xin Huantian and blurted out involuntarily.
Xin Bantian glared at him hastily. The reckless man was talking nonsense again.
"What's wrong with women? You seem to look down on women?"
Just when Wen Xiong was feeling uneasy because he said he was bald, the thing that worried him the most happened. A cold voice came faintly from the dragon head. His voice was not loud and he did not mean to scold him, but it made Wen Xiong break into a cold sweat.
"I think just kicking you three times is not enough, I have to slap you!"
"Palm mouth!?"
When Wen Xiong heard this, his eyes rolled and he almost fainted on the spot. There is a lot of meat in the butt, so the pain is limited, but the slap on the mouth is much more severe. If a few more teeth were knocked out, how would Wen Xiong see anyone in the future
When Wen Xiong was frightened, Xin Huantian's eyes turned to him. There was a bit of helplessness in his expression, as if he was saying, "You brought this on yourself, don't blame me!"
"Brother Tian, no... don't do it!" Wen Xiong covered his mouth desperately, his voice almost making him cry.
"Senior, would you like to slap me three times?" Xin Bantian asked while rolling up his sleeves.
This way he has two advantages. The first is to be proactive and dispel the anger in the other party's heart. Secondly, setting the number of three slaps first would save Wen Xiong some pain.
Xin Bantian had a great idea, but unfortunately, the 'senior' he met was not an ordinary person.
"How can it be three times? It must be at least thirty times!" (To be continued)