The old Taoist priest had a face-to-face encounter with the real dragon, but he didn't say anything. Without any warning, he turned around and left, returning to the Grand View.
When Hui Huan saw that the Long Yi Sword Immortal was not fighting, the tension in his heart finally relaxed.
Yang Yaze was extremely disappointed and kept mumbling. After such a shocking battle, he didn't expect that his uncle would give up.
Hui Huan obviously disagreed: "How do you know that my master is a coward and not this 'Rich Dragon'?"
"Isn't this obvious? That 'Rich Dragon' just looked at your master, and your master was so frightened that he clasped his fists and left."
"What? It's obvious that the real dragon started to escape on his own, but my master thought it was boring, read a few poems, and let him go?"
"What are you talking about? Didn't you see the expression on Master's face, a little bit of fear?"
"What? That's excitement. It's called trembling with excitement. Do you understand, Yang Ya!"
"Bah, you sword practitioners just like to do these formal things, just to make excuses for yourself when you can't beat me!"
"Then don't learn my master's [One Qi Changhong Technique]!"
"I'm partial to learning. After I learn how to do it, I'll use my dragon horse whip to beat you until your two scraps of iron are all over the floor!"
"Yes, I'm looking for teeth all over the place, and it's you I'm looking for!"
"you……"
"Hahaha, you are looking for teeth all over the place, Yang Ya, you are such a genius! A funny genius!"
"Damn it, how dare you talk to your uncle like that!"
"Who? Uncle Master? You?"
"What do you think? Master Ci Huan is my uncle and your master, so what do you have to call me?"
"I...I asked you to search for uncle dentists all over the place..."
"Yes, come back to Huan and watch the whip!"
…
The two of them had a lot of fun chasing the real dragon, but in the end they were defeated because they were indeed inferior to Hui Huan.
Not long after, the division of new and dead zones in [Futu] finally came on time.
The last life and death zone in the last hour.
The entire Wanshan Mountain, the entire Fenli Town, and the entire territory, this time, only two districts were divided.
Except for Yi Fang Pond and the surrounding hundreds of acres of pear blossom forest, all other areas are dead zones.
In other words, the last living area is surrounded by the dead area, and all survivors must rush to the Forsaken Pond within two quarters of an hour.
At this time, the total population of the entire [Futu] was four hundred and eighty-three, including thirty-five red immortals, twenty-seven human immortals, four true immortals, and one unknown person.
In other words, in less than a day, the entire [Futu] consumed a total population of close to 30,000 people.
The scale is far greater than a small battle.
Here, the two of them were sighing.
Yang Ya was speechless and said: "This [Futu] was painted, it's amazing. I can't say a word here, the captain is the captain. The last living area was simply painted for him. It's also good for us." , to save us from running in both directions."
Hui Huan shook his head: "I think this [Floating Picture] was not created for the captain, but maybe for the 'True Dragon'."
Yang Ya raised his eyes and saw that the light all over the body of the "Wealthy Dragon" above his head seemed to be more intense. The speed of Soaring Cloud had also become much faster, and the direction had indeed been corrected. It was the direction of Yifantan.
Yang Ya asked: "You mean, this true dragon's destination is the Yifantan Pond?"
Hui Huan nodded: "You can imagine more boldly."
Yang Ya scratched his head: "When two dragons meet, he is looking for his brother?"
Hui Huan shook his head: "Brother? It's close, do you think again?"
Yang Ya frowned: "Go to his mother, no, the smaller one, go to his son?"
Hui Huan sighed: "Think again!"
Yang bared his teeth: "Hurry up and say it, or I'll bite you to death!"
Hui Huan curled his lips: "It's my lover, my lover. I don't know how many thousands of years the two of them have been separated, so they have to meet each other as soon as they are born."
Yang Ya burst out crying.
When he returned to Huan, he saw a familiar purple cloud flying quickly behind Yang Ya's head.
Hui Huan quickly continued: "This is just my personal feeling. This 'Wealth Dragon' looks like a male, more powerful and active, and the 'Water Dragon' looks like a female. She doesn't walk around, but just waits in the pool. Maybe , they have an agreement.”
Yang Ya groaned, "You mean, this 'Water Dragon' has been waiting for this 'Wealth Dragon' for who knows how many years?"
Hui Huan smiled lightly: "I'm just guessing."
Yang Ya stopped talking. For the next time, he kept a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something.
The two followed the real dragon, soared into the clouds, and flew towards the Yifantan Lihua Forest at the fastest speed.
The peaks of Wanshan Mountain at their feet were one after another, just like bits and pieces that had happened in the past day, rushing towards the opposite direction of the two people, never to return.
How many lives were lost on this day in towns, villages, mountains, dense forests, and even underground, becoming the common nourishment of heaven and earth.
Whether it is an immortal or a human being, what is the difference between the "flesh Tai Sui" and the "Blood Tai Sui" in Nawan Mountain?
Hui Huan couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Yang Yaze suddenly, hey hey hey, laughed alone.
Hui Huan asked him: "Why are you laughing?"
Yang Ya pointed to a cloud layer that flickered in and out of sight in front of him.
"This little lady is mine."
Hui Huan's eyes lit up, and the "purple gas cloud" reappeared.
Hui Huan was about to turn around and say something more to Yang Ya, when suddenly the air flowed in front of him, and the real dragon stopped.
He has arrived at the edge of Wanshan Mountain, and after a few more steps, he will reach his destination.
Sure enough, it is Yifantan.
But why did he stop?
Hui Huan also stopped and lowered Teng Yun, and then the two of them raised their heads to look at the real dragon's face.
The real dragon closed his eyes for the first time since he was born, as if he was thinking about something, brewing something, or worrying about something.
At this time, he heard a short dragon roar from Yi Fang Pond not far away.
It was as if a person had let out a short voice of resentment.
The real dragon opened its eyes suddenly, opened its huge mouth, and let out a long roar in response.
The gems on his body jingled even more.
In the pool, the sound of resentment turned into a sad cry.
The roar grew longer and longer.
The cries were getting shorter and shorter.
But it seems that it is difficult for these two dragons to take another step forward.
It seemed that something was blocking their meeting at the last moment.
When I returned to Huan, I poked Yang Ya, who was watching dumbfoundedly and crying.
Yang Ya followed Hui Huan's gaze and saw that the monks who followed the "Wealthy Dragon" had already taken the lead, entered the Lihua Forest, reached the Yifan Pond, and began to occupy a favorable position.
Hui Huan said: "Let's go too."
Yang Ya nodded: "I know where they should be at this time."
Not long after, the two of them took advantage of the darkness and reached the location mentioned by Yang Ya. It was the same place where they saw the first real dragon swallowing the bloody Qiluo in one gulp.
"Captain, I miss you so much."
Yang Ya stepped forward and hugged Lu Ran, who was quietly recuperating.
When he returned to Huan, he saw Ke Zhizi lying half-lying next to him, with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly and smiling.
At this point, the four-person team finally reunited.
Some people died, but not completely...
