Ao Mogang always felt that his body was a little unbearably hot. He twisted his body and subconsciously looked up.
"Ahhhh!!"
As soon as he looked at it, he saw a human figure coming out of the sky.
"I can't fly! I can't fly!"
The humanoid clawed and kicked in the air, and suddenly hit Aomo Gang's huge dragon head.
"Thank you, thank you"
The humanoid body was shaken by the impact, but it was found to be a little slippery and soft, and it seemed that it had not received any damage. As soon as he thanked the person below, his eyes suddenly widened.
"dragon?!"
"Humans, how dare you fall on my head!"
Aomo Gang was furious, and with a flick of his head, he threw the person on his head into the ground like an arrow, splashing water and making holes.
The human figure is inserted upside down, with its legs exposed and trembling.
Not dead yet
Wang Qizheng, who was close, easily pulled out the man.
"Bah! Bah!"
The man spat out a few mouthfuls of water mixed with soil, smacked it, and said, "It doesn't taste right. Why is it so fishy?"
"Wan Yan Gu?" Wang Qizheng asked in shock.
This man was thick and majestic, almost as tall as Wang Qizheng. He was bare-chested, showing off his muscular muscles, and was only wearing a pair of lower clothes. Who else could he be if he wasn't a handsome man?
"Um?"
When Wan Yangu heard this, he quickly turned around and was shocked, "Huh? Why are you all here?"
All the Qi Refiners from the Golden Immortal Sect are here, as well as a group of mortals wearing heavy armor who are not easy to mess with at first sight.
He looked around again and found that something was not right. The water was full of corpses, human corpses and monster corpses. It seemed that they had experienced a brutal fight.
"How come you are still alive?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
This guy was brought along by the senior brother, but he disappeared immediately. They thought he was easily transformed by the senior brother.
A ninth-level trancer is considered a master among them. No, he must be a master. Except that he is not as good as Sun Jiubei, he can beat anyone in a duel.
But in the eyes of senior brother, there is no difference from ordinary evil ways.
"Why, I can't live?" Wan Yangu said subconsciously: "I didn't do anything. I did everything Song Yin said, and I was right. Why should I die!"
"Then why are you coming back? Senior brother spared you, why don't you go away obediently?" Zhang Feixuan said.
"You think I want to, I..."
"Roar!!!"
Before Wan Yan Gu could finish his words, a roaring sound came from the sky. When Wan Yan Gu looked out, he saw a huge dragon head staring at him with green eyes.
The green air sprayed out from the tip of his nose was like a steel knife scraping bones, blowing holes everywhere on his body.
"Dragon! Dragon!"
Wan Yangu pointed at him in surprise: "I thought I was hallucinating just now, but it turned out to be a dragon! How to deal with this?!"
"You don't need to deal with it. You're here, so it doesn't matter."
Zhang Feixuan waved his folding fan and said to Ao Mogang: "I'm sorry, your offer is quite good, but we can't agree to it."
Good condition?
What conditions are good?
He is intimidating these people!
Ao Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at Wan Yan Gu, and breathed green air from the tip of his nose again, "Did the helpers come to give you the confidence? How can such human beings be my opponents? When I crush him, you Say this again!"
The dragon opened its mouth, and its sharp teeth were so dense that it made people feel chilled. Wan Yangu was so frightened that he stepped back and turned around to run away.
"Run! I can't deal with these things. Don't count on me! Even if there is a need, I won't do it!"
The Lishi Sect relies on fulfilling people's needs to practice and increase its skills, but it must also consider the actual situation.
When it comes to escaping from the dragon's mouth, there are many ways to fulfill the needs. For example, if he kills these people, he can be considered as escaping from the dragon's mouth alive. But the key is that he can't handle so many people.
But if he had to fight the dragon with all his strength, he couldn't do it.
What can you do if you don't run?
Wang Qizheng gave him a sideways glance, "You are nothing, who is counting on you?"
He stood very relaxed now, and his guard was completely gone.
"How are you talking! I am the leader of the Lux Sect. Even if there is no one left in the Lux Sect, I will still be the sect leader!" Wan Yangu said angrily.
"Weak." Gao Sishu said calmly.
To them, this guy is strong.
But the foundation of a sect is not just determined by who is strong, there must be someone who is of a comparable level.
As for the sect master, let alone comparing myself with the sect master, at least I should compare myself with the senior brother.
Zhang Fei
The surrounding water was receding, and the bodies of the sea monsters they killed were instantly turned into powder.
"Ouch!!"
A roar of pain erupted from the sky, and the dragon that gradually lowered its body began to writhe in an instant, twisting and struggling in the air, and green smoke came out of the dragon's body.
This green smoke is not his Qinglong Qi, but has a burning feeling.
boom!
The dragon landed on the ground, rolling around on the ground, and suddenly rolled out a big hole. It wanted to crawl into the ground, but there was no time. However, after a while, a burnt fragrance floated out from the dragon's body.
Lingdang shrugged her nose and licked her tongue, "It smells so good."
"Speaking of which, I've never cooked dragon meat before." Wang Qizheng's eyes lit up, "Maybe I'll have a chance today, and I'll be in a trance with it, and I'll be like a land god!"
"Don't think about it, stop it." Zhang Feixuan shook his head: "Either he turns into ashes and dies, or he doesn't die. If he's not dead now, then he basically can't die."
I saw the dragon's body slowly shrinking, gradually turning into a green-skinned human form, lying in the pit, gasping for air.
I feel that after transforming into a human form, the burning pain has been relieved a lot!
"who is it!"
Green light flashed in his hand, he held the Yanyue Sword, got up from the ground, raised his head and said angrily: "Who dares to sneak attack my Dragon Prince!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a human figure appeared in the bright sun.
It was as if the sun had turned into a spirit and fell to the ground, falling suddenly, making the whole world pale a little, and Ao Mogan's eyes stung from the shaking.
In a daze, a figure appeared in the field of vision and walked slowly.
"See you, Senior Brother!!"
Before Ao Mo could see clearly, he heard shouts from around him. The disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect that he was optimistic about all bowed and held their hands in solemn expressions.
"What are you praying for?" Wang Qizheng turned to look at Wan Yangu, who was now in the same posture as them.
"I don't know, subconsciously, yes, what am I praying for!"
Wan Yan Gu held back his hands, wanting to stand up straight and show his equality as the sect leader, but found that he couldn't stand up, so he had to shrink back.
The person in front of me wears a white jade dragon bone crown on his head, a black and yellow cloak on the outside, and white dragon clothes on the inside. He walks with dignity and fear, as if the sun is approaching above his head, making people almost breathless.
If it's not Song Yin, who is it?
(End of chapter)
