The real dragon turned his head.
The real dragon looked at the two of them.
As long as the real dragon moved its body slightly and opened its mouth, Yang Ya would pull Hui Huan and run away without mercy.
But the real dragon didn't.
He just raised his head, exposed his two huge nostrils, and sniffed at the two people from a distance.
"He's looking for someone." Yang Ya's voice could not be any quieter.
"Who are you looking for?" Hui Huan felt that the wind in the nostrils of the real dragon was about to blow him away.
"Then how do I know?" Yang Ya's face had never been so well-behaved, and he did not dare to say more. He finally warned: "Don't move."
So when I returned to the world, I didn’t move.
The real dragon took a sniff, and the golden light in his eyes seemed to dim a bit.
Obviously, these two people are not the people he is looking for.
Then, he turned his head and roared loudly, and began to move towards Wanshan Mountain at an alarming speed.
Yang Ya shouted again at this time: "Move!"
Hui Huan looked confused: "Should we move or not?"
Yang Ya had already thrown away his legs and started running after the real dragon.
"Follow him and something good will happen!"
Hui Huan understood. What Yang Ya meant was that it was self-evident what the real dragon would encounter if he moved forward like this.
He looked up and saw many flying swords and Teng Yunzhen coming towards this direction in the distance.
The real dragon is invincible, these people are just here to die.
And the two of them no longer have to worry about the deserted front and failing to meet Shen Shi's murder target.
Taking advantage of the chaos will only make it easier to succeed.
The two of them followed the huge light shining from the real dragon and followed the footsteps.
Sure enough, before he had gone very far, the monks who came to die came one after another, in an endless stream.
The real dragon probably noticed something strange ahead and stopped.
The two of them stopped and hid behind a large rock.
Yang Ya gasped for breath: "How do I feel that all the monks in [Futu] are here?"
Hui Huan thought for a while: "I know, we were walking too fast just now and didn't pay attention to the [Floating Map] information. A new life and death zone was spawned, basically at this end, and it seemed to be centered around the current position of the real dragon. .”
Yang Ya also expressed a bold idea: "Does that mean that this true dragon has a living attitude? As long as you follow his traces, you don't have to be exhausted every moment?"
Hui Huan glanced at Yang Ya with complicated eyes.
Yang Ya glared: "What?"
"You can be a little smart sometimes."
"Only a little?"
"Just a little bit, no more."
"Shut up and see what these people are going to do."
In the entire [Futu], the last remaining practitioners gathered on the hilltop in front of the real dragon almost instantly.
Hui Huan roughly estimated that there were hundreds of people.
But these hundreds of people have obviously learned the lesson of being abandoned by the pond. Although the real dragon is very attractive, if you want to kill it, you have to weigh your own weight first.
And this wealthy dragon seemed a little confused when there were suddenly more than a hundred people in front of him.
Look left, smell right, sway a few times, feeling a little at a loss.
It seems that if the "Eight Immortal Insect" hadn't deliberately provoked it, this real dragon would not be as aggressive as imagined.
Hui Huan scratched his head: "Look, you didn't expect it to happen like this."
Yang Ya grinned anxiously, "What are these people doing? Are you planning to have a few banquets and hold a 'Dragon Appreciation Conference'?"
Hui Huan chuckled: "Don't tell me, it's a good idea."
Of course, he is not the only one who has this idea.
On the top of the mountain over there, the group of people saw that the real dragon not only did not pounce on it, but also looked around like a curious cat, scratching its ears and cheeks. They also put down their swords and started talking in groups.
Soon, a cute and cute girl walked out of the crowd. Although she was too far away to see her message, just by the [Purple Qi Cloud] she raised, she knew that this person was not an ordinary person. .
She took out a guqin from behind her back and played it tentatively twice. Seeing that the real dragon had no objection, she played a soothing and relaxing piece of music like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Sure enough, everything knows music. The real dragon listened, lowered his posture, half-closed his eyes, already looking a little intoxicated.
Then she played another cheerful and unrestrained song "Youxian Dances Solo". After hearing the prelude, the real dragon twisted its huge body and seemed to dance in mid-air.
The real dragon started dancing to the music.
When everyone saw that she was so effective, they all used their special skills.
Suddenly, flutes were played, drums were played, dulcimer was played... The whole mountain suddenly started a lively fairy hall party for this real dragon.
Yang Ya and Hui Huan thought that these people were messing around at first, but later they became slightly fascinated.
How many times in your life can you encounter such a wonderful scene?
Immortals play music and real dragons dance with them.
In the distance, there are doomsday scenes of surging winds, clouds, landslides, and thunder.
The people who had been killing each other all the way in [Bu Tu] were now tacitly understanding each other and enjoying this moment of tranquility.
However, after Yang Ya hummed along with the band for a while, he realized something was wrong.
Damn it, our Shenshi kill target hasn’t been reached yet!
He stepped forward and slapped her gently to wake her up in the gentle hometown with her eyes closed.
Yang Ya asked: "What do you think we should do? Let's sneak around behind these people and kill them two secretly?"
Hui Huan touched his little face: "Do you want to fight two against a hundred?"
Yang gritted his teeth and said, "What? Are you afraid?"
Hui Huan raised his chin, thought for a moment, and asked, "Yang Ya, is there still fire?"
Yang Ya was stunned, "What kind of fire?"
"You just set fire to the flower garden, now you can set fire to the real dragon, okay?"
"I think it works!"
The fire Yang Ya set was extremely clever.
He was originally behind the real dragon, and used the [Huang Yan's Blood] to sneak into the ground, just below the real dragon, and then released three [Fire Generating Pills] at the front position below.
The real dragon is still dancing wildly. People on the top of the mountain are too high to see the blind spot at the foot of the mountain.
No one will care about what happens underground.
So, boom, boom, boom, three times later.
The fire has started burning quietly.
And this real dragon is a little afraid of fire. When frightened, he just thought it was the action of a group of people in front of him. 33
With a long roar, his tail swept towards the top of the mountain.
Phew!
The top of the mountain was cut off in half by this tail.
The immortals soared into the clouds, climbed up the rocks, and fell down. For a while, it became a mess.
The fire, however, was burning bigger and bigger with the help of this wind.
Yang Ya had already returned from the journey and took off the [Demon Transformation Gourd]: "I have to say, you are indeed smarter than me, just a little bit."
Hui Huan smiled proudly: "Now, let's go into the fire and see what unlucky people have fallen into the valley."
"It's two o'clock now."
Yang Ya showed four fangs and stretched out two thumbs.
Some people died, but not completely...
