The bleak Dragon Slayer Sword glowed with golden light, and the edge of the returning blade was splendidly flowing.
Venerable Shadow tried his best to suppress the shaking, but he heard someone say
"After opening the front, this thing finally has four similarities with Luo Tian. Sure enough, it can slay dragons.
Since just now, Venerable Ying, who has not been aware of someone saying that he is here, only felt a gust of cold air from the soles of his feet, and asked anxiously.
"Who?"
After that voice appeared, there was no movement. However, after looking around, Yingzun said, he could not find the source of the sound at all.
... I should have asked who you are, shouldn't I? "The voice came from the magistrate next door.
"If you don't have the same strength as a dragon, it's best to leave here immediately.
The sound was slow and quiet, but it seemed like the tranquility before a storm. Overwhelmed by Venerable Ying's cold sweat, she tried her best to walk to the underground palace on the other side, and looked at it with all her eyes.
In the dark and deep world, suddenly opened a pair of eyes
A pair of red eyes.
I just feel that the bottom of my heart seems to be hollowed out by something, Ying Zun. The person almost vomited blood, and his whole body was full of indignation. Looking hard, I saw an even more desperate situation.
A black-haired young man in ragged clothes, it seems that there is no place that is not stained with blood.
Leaning on a black knife. Sitting on the head of a dragon.
He stared down at him, his voice rolling like thunder. "I can't control myself right now." Don't kill people. "
Chapter 114: Angelica
Pangu's rumors are often heard in Yuntian Palace.
Born with nine kinds of supernatural powers, he can destroy the city and shake the four mountains by himself. Among the six world-destroying beasts, he deserves to be the first and only one. The brave heroes in the world, in front of him, can only imagine what they can do if they assemble as many as possible. Such a victory a thousand years ago was just another way of directly acknowledging that no one could defeat Pangu by fighting alone.
Among all kinds of stories, the giant dragon Pangu is the embodiment of the word 'invincible'.
Before her expedition, the palace lord had analyzed various changes in the situation with her and taught her how to deal with it one by one. The situation predicted by the palace lord can be said to be predictable and inaccurate. Apart from the fact that it was an accident that Ming Suwen entered into supernatural powers, in addition, Luo Ming beheaded the white emperor, Wu Sheng defeated Wa Zi, the ghost and god thief and the demon eye suzerain jointly killed Chichen, etc... Even the dragon son died. All are not bad at all as expected by the palace master. Even if Ming Su asked, the palace lord had said in advance that Daluo Mountain had its own way of protecting the Dharma, and there was no need for evil. Now that I think about it, it is the way to adapt.
But the only thing that Pangu would lose was that the Palace Master had never even thought about it.
The current robe, slumbering at the feet of the black-haired youth, seemed to be dead.
"Yuntiangong's prediction of me seems to have made a mistake, doesn't it?"
In one sentence, his thoughts were pulled back from the scattered light and shadow, and Venerable Shadow could not feel the cold sweat pouring down, staring at the young man with the sword and dragon head.
I saw him say softly. Ba "The dragon didn't live, which made your plan fail. These women...are the witches who want to subdue the dragon? It's not easy, you can even find a way to subdue this kind of thing."
He lowered his head, making it impossible to see his face. The four lights of the fire reflected back, but his appearance could not be clearly seen, but the shadow under his bow gave people the terrifying feeling of being sucked in.
Venerable Shadow suddenly felt his scalp go numb. She lived a hundred battles. It's not that he has never lost, but this is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying opponent. She needs to do her best to keep her muscles from being torn apart by the violent fluctuations in the air. Even the ability to maintain peace of mind now is the result of hard work and stubborn resistance.
The witches behind them couldn't hear anything, as if their minds had been cut off by something sharp, and none of them could maintain their sobriety.
While resisting the counterattack from Diyuan Longtu, Venerable Ying suffered in that strange gaze. All the strangeness she felt was caused by those eyes.
Those eyes are similar to the beasts, like the legendary 1 a Fengpeng blood pupil. But it gives a completely different feeling. His eyes were like some kind of unseen entrance to the abyss. Even just staring from a distance and seeing a little danger from the outside is enough to make this magical martial artist shudder.
"...Why did you know I was coming?"
"Don't ask such stupid questions." Seemingly really bored, the black-haired youth yawned and said impatiently: "Pangu's Long Ming is so that I can't go to Daluo Mountain to rescue troops. But as soon as Pangu rang, there must be someone who woke up the pool. The dragon is extremely lazy, and rest is counted in a hundred years. It was only twenty years ago that the Motooth Palace was destroyed once. Now that he wakes up again, even a fool knows that someone deliberately woke it up.
And the power that can master this method, as far as I know, 2 is only two or three. But only you Yuntiangong sent a Qiushui Jianmen to the southern border, and it was planned many years ago. If you say that the matter of summoning the dragon has nothing to do with you, I will not believe it if you kill it.
You bring me in, and I'm in. But you want me to leave, but it's not easy. "
"..." The young man said lightly.
"You Shili thinks he knows me very well. I don't think it's wrong. There are very few people in this world who can guess my thoughts so clearly. But the reverse is also the same. Just me.
So it's not really surprising that I'll sit here in peace.
With a huge sense of oppression, Venerable Shadow said slowly, "You know this is a trap, but you still jump in...why?"
…for a person, a word.
The young man's tone was still light, but he didn't know why there was an equally indifferent and lonely look in those blood-red eyes.
"I have someone I'm looking for, and only You Shili knows where u is. Your Yuntian Palace has disappeared, and it took me more than ten years to find where the portal is. The invasion of the door and the door set fire to your Yuntian Palace. I'm admitting defeat. I can't do it."
Although the content is absurd, I don't know how Venerable Ying doesn't think it's all a joke, but for a moment feels that the authenticity of what he can really do makes him feel more and more cold.
"So I want you to bring a sentence back." Venerable Ba Ying suddenly felt as if his heart was being firmly grasped by an invisible hand. The unimaginable but irresistible pain spread throughout the body. And that hand is getting harder and harder, it seems that even life is fading along with it. His vision started to blur.
Only the hearing became extremely sharp. -bar
Those words entered his ears word by word. Ba "Go back and tell you the palace master. I can't find Xue again. 1 2 If you want to do something in the rivers and lakes, I will break one. Pangu is the first one, and there will be a second one soon. If you have the ability, let Yuntiangong shrink from now on, and no longer set foot in the rivers and lakes. Otherwise, there is nothing you can accomplish in your so-called great cause, and I will do what I say."
The young man raised his head and said the last word. Ba "Go away. 3 Venerable Shadow left as if he had been granted amnesty with the witches who seemed to have woken up from a nightmare, without even having a cup of hot tea. If it wasn't for the youth who asked them to be pawns, they would never have survived. Possibility of getting out of here.
At least they believed so. Ba Qingyan stared blankly at the entrance of the underground palace, the figure disappeared for a while, and he still kept this posture unchanged. And that was still the case for the next few moments.
Suddenly, the giant dragon that was supposed to die raised its head and turned around with its eyes still open, as if it had changed its sleeping position.
The young man sitting on the dragon head swayed and fell from the dragon head and fell directly to the ground. This woke the young man up.
Ming Feizhen was still lying on the ground for a long time, and this Ba barely got up with a knife, looked back at the giant dragon who was sleeping soundly, and showed a wry smile.
What Venerable Shadow didn't expect was that the young man who just threatened them with his eyes was seriously injured beyond imagination. He wasn't letting them go, but that was the only thing he could do.
Today, he is in a bad situation where it takes effort to move a finger.
What was even more unexpected was that Pangu did not die. On the contrary, Pao is still a long way from death. The damage to the dragon's body is not even serious injury.
There is a layer of ripples on the body of the robe, like water like a D mirror, it is slowly exuding from the body, gradually covering the whole body. When it covers the whole body, this layer of water light will gradually thicken and harden, and eventually it will become the egg of the ground.
Pangu is laying eggs. -bar
Dragons are inherently lazy and will change back when they are in deep sleep. In the form of dragon eggs. This kind of dormancy often lasts for a hundred years, and it is difficult to wake up again after entering. Only the conditions are relatively harsh.
Pangu needs to spend more than 90% of his energy. It will start deep sleep to replenish physical strength.
Looking at this evil spirit returning to peace, the young man leaning on the edge of the black knife supported his body and stared at Chi for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
It seems that it has been accumulated for a long time, and finally has the strength to show D a smile.
". Anyway, I can go back alive."