White paper umbrella, ink stains the country.
The original picture of violent wind and rain changed silently, and the ink bleeds out, creating a picture of white snow on a cold river. The snow is covered in heavy snow and only the river is still unfrozen. The scene changes into a vast white area, with only a dark blue river flowing.
He raised his hand and pointed at the Sang family ancestor. If he really wanted to scold him, why couldn't he just hand over the sword?
It’s just a foreign object, is it worth fighting for?
After killing three high-level demons who were equivalent to Xuanxian in a row, he was exhausted. This old guy was not frightened. Could it be that he could see that he was strong on the outside but strong on the inside?
As expected of someone who comes from a family of intrigues and scheming, I admire him very much.
The thief is very good.
The ancestor of the Sang family was a little hesitant at this time. There was actually snow falling in the cave. Although the cave was wet and dripping before, it would not rain or snow. Now, there is another river in the middle of the site...
Plop~
A koi carp jumped out of the dark blue river.
One of the young men in the Sang family thought the koi looked familiar, the kind often seen in the back garden.
The wind has stopped, and the water of Hanjiang River is as slow and flat as a mirror, reflecting the snowy sky and the ink mountains in the distance. In the middle of the river, a girl in white and black hair is floating gently, with her toes less than two feet from the water.
Quiet, so quiet that you can't hear your heartbeat. No one dared to make a sound, trying hard to remember who used this trick.
The girl who was previously selected by the unknown Xuanxian inheritance said blankly.
"We... seem to be in a painting..."
If you look carefully, you seem to be in the world in the painting. Ink hills are looming in the distance, and your rendering skills are worthy of a painter. The amazing thing is that the row of egrets painted with ink actually fly over, flapping their wings and passing by at low altitude. The reflection on the mirror is very realistic. I didn’t expect that fighting skills could be graceful and graceful.
Bai Yujun breathed a sigh of relief and took the time to calm his heartbeat and cool down the dragon's blood.
Back then, I learned painting from the ink dragon soul in the ice dragon tomb in my hometown in the far north. Combined with the paper umbrella, it produced a magical effect. It was great and could enhance the elegance and charm.
The ancestor of the Sang family felt that it could not be delayed any longer, as the strangeness of this enchantress might lead to something unexpected.
The only solution is to cut through the mess with a sharp knife, not to mention, who doesn't have a few hidden magic weapons?
He took out a bone flute filled with white death energy.
The evil spirit is awe-inspiring, absolutely evil!
The sound of the flute was as shrill as a ghost crying, and the aftermath made the young people dizzy and covered in cold sweat. As the main target of the attack, Moubai took out a bead and hung it above his head...
"Oh, I didn't expect that this old man like you is also in the entertainment industry. It's just that you brag a little too harshly and you can't become popular."
The old man looked ugly and put away the bone flute. Stop playing it. It would be even more embarrassing to play it again.
"Hmph! You are trying to be mysterious, let me break through all the magic with one sword!"
Prompt the sword to move forward.
Suddenly I found that my clothes were covered with white frost.
His eyebrows and beard and hair are white as snow, and his movements are sluggish. Although the fairy energy can dispel the cold, it only increases consumption. It is similar to the previous special aura. He coldly throws a few expensive jade talismans to form an array to offset the consumption of white snow. He jumps up and wields a long sword. Breaking through the heavy snow and stabbing Bai Yujun!
The sword energy broke the tranquility of the water and created inverted V-shaped ripples.
Bai Yujun raised the horizontal knife and drew a circle in front of him, and the yin and yang black and white Tai Chi diagram rotated.
"Pure Yang Jue, change the world!"
The Zhang Zhang's sharp sword energy struck the black and white Tai Chi diagram, and he paused and stood in a stalemate.
The ancestor of the Sang family was overjoyed. He was not afraid of a stalemate in the competition, but he was afraid that the opponent would run around. He must have been exhausted from killing three demons in a row. In this case, he simply killed him and grabbed the umbrella and beads. His fighting ability was as good as the dragon bone sword in his hand. Sure enough, Destined to be blessed with good luck and blessed by God.
In vain, the sound of the piano jingles...
"not good!"
The two figures standing in a stalemate in the vast white snow of Hanjiang quickly retreated. The clones were not strong, but they could disrupt the battle situation.
At this moment, two unlucky monsters who were severely injured suddenly came out!
"You evil beast is looking for death! Get out of here!"
The two descendants of the dragon clan's side bloodline were determined to fight against the old man of the Sang family. With their sudden addition, Bai Yujun got another chance to recover, and he recovered while wandering like a poisonous snake and issuing deadly threats.
On the periphery, the skinny old man who was severely injured by the sneak attack asked the masters of the four families for help, and he heard that the major families shared the joys and sorrows.
The four Xuanxian hesitated.
The ancestor of the Sang family sneered and pressed his fingerprints to activate the super magic circle arranged on the dragon's veins!
The skinny old man suddenly remembered the failure of the previous formation.
"Brother! You can't use it..."
There was a loud bang, and the ferocious array attack hit the Sang family ancestor. He vomited blood and dyed his beard and robe red. His eyes were wide open in disbelief. Why did the array, which is a special attack, backlash? It shouldn’t be!
At this moment, a huge change occurred in the snow!
The girl in white clothes and black hair held the dragon-bone sword with her tender little hands and held on tightly without letting go. The ancestor of the Sang family wanted to activate the power of the magic weapon and suddenly found that the sword seemed to have lost its spirituality and had no response at all. It had lost the flexibility of an arm. It's like it's not a magic weapon but a piece of ordinary iron wood...
The enchanting young man was overjoyed and looked at Bai Yujun with eyes full of possessiveness.
"Hahaha! Girl, as long as you give the divine sword to my Shenlong Palace, from now on you..."
Before he could finish his words.
Click!
The little hand actually broke the magic weapon.
With a squeaking sound, he grabbed half of the sword blade and stabbed it hard into the chest of the Sang family ancestor.
"..."
The two dragon palace monsters were dumbfounded, the ancestor of the Sang family was at a loss, and everyone couldn't understand why the divine weapon was broken with bare hands. After the dragon skeleton weapon was broken, its energy dissipated and turned into a pile of metal debris visible to the naked eye.
"Brother..."
"Ancestor..."
Bai Yujun was too lazy to pay attention to the two monsters, and glanced at the frightened Sanma who was hiding in the crowd. He put away the paper umbrella and the snowy Hanjiang disappeared. The two clones returned to their bodies, snapped their fingers, and plunged into the rock wall to disappear.
The enchanting young man stared at the debris and was dumbfounded. He had been planning his actions for several years. That's it?
Another strong monster picked up the crumbs and was very troubled.
"How do we explain to the elder? He is waiting for us outside..."
Thinking of the cruel punishment for failing to complete the task in the Dragon Palace, I shuddered unconsciously. Although I seem to be a noble descendant of the dragon bloodline, who knows the suffering involved.
Rumble~!
Suddenly, the cave shook violently!
"No! Earth Dragon turns over! Let's go up quickly!"
Everyone flew to the top of the cave. The skinny old man hugged the Sang family ancestor who was stabbed in the heart and flew away. The younger generation cried and cried. The Sang family ancestor who was being held turned to look at the bottom of the cave behind him. He witnessed the stalactite falling and smashing to pieces. The stalagmites fell over, and the large and small stones mixed with the running water made the bronze round table clank.
He knew in his heart that the power of the Sang family was gone forever.
The era of the Sang family is over.
The golden coffins of the ancestors buried in the cave fell one after another. It must be the mysterious witch who broke the dragon veins. They can feel that the dragon veins that were originally gathered under Yao City are spreading in all directions. Within a radius of millions of miles, the monks can feel it. The aura is significantly improved.
The cave collapsed, and a deep crater could be seen in the central area of Yaocheng from the air.
As the saying goes, once the earth's Qi is gone, it is difficult to protect the home and family. When the Qi is exhausted, it is doomed to decline.
In a daze, I understood that there was debt and repayment. I had stolen the energy of millions of miles of dragon veins around me, but I couldn't avoid repaying the debt. Unfortunately, I understood everything too late.
A small dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of Yaocheng.
The monkey who was fishing by the well noticed the shaking of the fishing rod and tugged quickly.
"Squeak! I caught a dragon!"
Moubai climbed out of the well, threw away the fishhook above his head, shook out his clothes, and sat on a small bench under the tree to watch the great formation dissipate in the sky.
Huang Yu and Monkey approached curiously.
"Squeak? Where did the planned plan go? I waited for a long time and couldn't knock out the sap. How is it up there?"
The two guys were really curious.
Bai Yujun looked at the well and shook his head as it was refilled with water.
"Alas, there was no suona, no paper flags, and no paper-tying work, because those unprofessional idiots turned the painful funeral into a depressing carnival party."
"..."
"There's no need to make plans. We'll leave tomorrow and return to the prehistoric fairyland."
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