"Is this the Cold Wind Cave?"
I originally thought that the immortals practiced in seclusion in a cave with winding paths leading to secluded places, but I didn’t realize that. It was purely because of the cold wind at the entrance of the cave.
The old woman in leather clothes and tattoos came forward and knocked on the door. She picked up a stone and knocked it regularly against the rock on the cave wall. The echoes rippled along the inside of the cave. Bai Bai was not surprised. As a primitive man, he was pretty good without jumping and screaming.
"Such a strong sword intent, why do I feel slightly familiar with it?"
Slender jade hands stroked the sword marks on the rock at the entrance of the cave.
Frowning, he squeezed out the Chinese character Sichuan...
"etc!"
He hurriedly raised his hand to signal the old woman to stop, and at this moment, there were echoes of sword sounds in the cave.
The old man was puzzled, and Bai Yujun had just used the sword marks as clues to make another calculation. After adding details, the calculation was vaguely negative and unclear. For safety reasons, he wanted not to wake up the mysterious swordsman in seclusion, but it was already too late.
The white paper umbrella is opened and carried on the shoulder.
Hold the straight knife tightly in your right hand, take a slight step back with your left foot, and tense up your whole body to gather strength!
"White Dragon? Don't be rude to Mr. Xun. Mr. Xun is kind and upright. He has helped our clan conquer demons and eliminate demons several times. He killed ferocious beasts to save me, which is equivalent to danger. Don't rush into him."
Hearing this, a certain white man stared at the old man with strange eyes.
"Old woman, have you forgotten who I am? Subduing demons and slaying evil beasts?"
"Well……"
The old man found it difficult to deal with mythical beasts.
Suddenly, the coldness deep in the cave approached, and the cold wind blew Bai Yujun's hair flying back. For a moment, he thought of Senior Brother Gan Wu. They belonged to the same kind of people, but Bai Yujun felt that Senior Brother Gan Wu was more pure. It seems that Mr. Xun’s sword intention is not pure and has flaws.
The footsteps are neither light nor heavy, and people and sounds appear at the same time.
"You're welcome, chief. It's just a matter of duty. Is this... a dragon man? Or a real dragon?"
"What the hell is a Dragon Man?"
Bai Bai raised his eyebrows but did not feel any threat or murderous intention. Could it be that it was harmless?
"Mr. Xun, this is Bai Long, the external heavenly priest. He was ordered to enter the Kunlun Ruins. I hope Mr. Xun can help her pass through the magic circle. Heaven has decreed that we should assist."
The old woman was very sincere. Bai Yujun guessed that she wanted to get rid of her trouble as soon as possible. The longer she stayed in Kunlun Ruins, the more unsure she became.
At the entrance of the cave, Mr. Xun restrained his sword and acted like a normal person.
Commonly seen in the world, he is dressed as a scholar, about fifty years old, with black hair and beard mixed with white silk, and an elegant face.
He carried a sword wrapped in coarse cloth and no other magic weapons.
"Oh? Bailong?"
Starry eyes stared at the dragon girl holding an umbrella and holding a knife. Her eyes were deep, or her emotions were hidden deeply. Bai Yujun couldn't see much fluctuation in her eyes. She was definitely a veteran in the fairy world.
"The Dragon Clan reappears in Kunlun Ruins..."
Think a little.
"But to take away the dragon beads from the dragon carcass on the sacred mountain? Well, to go to the mountain according to the decree of heaven. It should be that the Kunlun movement has alerted the heaven. At the moment, only the sacred beast is more suitable."
What does Bai mean by Dragon Ball?
I don’t know if it’s the half-dragon monster from the Dragon Palace who is talking nonsense, or if some black hands have ulterior motives.
I often hear people in the fairy world saying that the dragon has the dragon ball, which can be used to refine magic weapons and weapons, and you can also gain the power of the dragon by taking it. The dragon ball is condensed by the magic power of the dragon. The dragon that loses the dragon ball will be slaughtered by others, which is a bit similar to the demon pill. Every time there are rumors of dragon bones, countless forces will search for the dragon beads.
Damn dragon balls.
Give all your strength to a bead.
Either there is a disease in the head or there is a hole in the head. Bai Bai has never done that kind of thing.
"Tianzhi has committed suicide. Please ask Mr. Xun for help."
"Xun is obliged to do so."
Is the calculation wrong? This guy is so righteous and upright, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? He can act better than Hui Xian. If he refuses or refuses, you can still tell whether it is fishy. Unexpectedly, he agreed without hesitation. The Kunlun Ruins Sacred Mountain Formation is not a child's play. The problem Isn't there someone else in him?
"Sir, when will you leave?"
"The stability of Kunlun Mountain is of concern to all people in the world. The sooner the better. We will set off to climb the mountain immediately. The formation will be discussed in detail on the way."
"Okay, thank you sir."
After a short conversation at the cold and windy entrance of the cave, we set off immediately.
The opponent's cultivation level was unclear. He might be at the top of the Mysterious Immortal level, or he might have broken through the level of the Mysterious Immortal. His swordsmanship was not weak in combat. Bai Yujun always remained vigilant and alert, never leaving his hand with the sword, and holding the folded paper umbrella tightly in his left hand.
As the leader of the ancient remnant tribe, the old lady would not risk going into the mountains. She only arranged for strong tribesmen to lead the way in the snow, leaving the tribe to brave the wind and snow to climb the mountain...
Bits of snow flew across the sky, hitting his face like sand and gravel.
The higher you climb, the more fierce, sharp and erosive the wind and snow become.
Ordinary people here will have their flesh and blood scraped off, and eventually even their bones will be eaten away. In the snowstorm, a line of blurry figures lean forward and try to move forward...
Mr. Xun condensed a sword-shaped shadow, with the tip of the sword facing forward. The huge sword was as tall as a person.
The virtual sword protected him within it.
As for a certain Bai, the wind and snow were magically distorted as he approached.
The real dragon controls the weather of storms and snow, and with just a little bit of thought, the storm can be bypassed naturally.
Climbing for nine days and nine nights...
Very, very high.
Mr. Xun explained many details of the formation along the way.
It's hard to say whether he deliberately set a trap. Bai Yujun will not place all his hopes on a stranger. He relies on himself in everything. As the saying goes, everyone relies on others to support him. He is the only one in the world who will not betray himself. Mr. Ruoxun has bad intentions. , Bai Yujun doesn't mind killing people and stealing goods in Kunlun Scenic Area.
Climbing for a long time, passing through blizzards to reach the clouds.
Behind the snow slope, heads popped up. One of them held a dragon horn and slowly climbed to the top of the slope.
The guide of the survivors knelt down and worshiped devoutly towards another mountain peak, while Mr. Xun sighed in admiration. After scattering the virtual sword, his beard was blown wildly by the wind, and he exhaled white air and sighed in admiration.
Bai Yujun held the folded paper umbrella and narrowed his eyes slightly, flicking the scabbard with his right index finger.
Spectacular, shocking, indescribable!
The location is only a small stepped peak of the sacred mountain.
The sky is blue, with stars hanging brightly during the day, and the top of the slope is surrounded by a sea of raging clouds. A snowstorm stirs the vortex. The blue lightning in the sea of clouds and wind and snow instantly illuminates and disappears in an instant. White snow, light blue glaciers...
What is really shocking is the mountain on the opposite side. Where is the mountain? It is clearly a super giant dragon wrapping around the sacred mountain!
The frozen mighty dragon, its scales, spine, claws, and head are extremely clear and lifelike. Its majestic body winds around the sacred mountain and turns into peaks.
Covered with white snow and hung with hanging ice picks...
Bai Yujun felt relieved in his heart.
It's not a white dragon, it's a golden dragon.
Even though the golden divine dragon has fallen for countless years, its divine power is still there, exuding dragon power all the time.
Danfeng's beautiful eyes suddenly became blank.
The red lips parted slightly.
"I...I've seen it..."
"Um?"
Mr. Xun suddenly looked at Bai Yujun, his obscure eyes flashing away.
At a loss, Bai Yujun only felt that his head was in chaos, scales appeared on his cheeks and then disappeared quickly. The orb noticed the abnormality and appeared between the dragon's horns, emitting colored light to protect the dragon soul. Five scale clones appeared, forming a formation and condensing into the shape of a dragon. I was surrounded by shadows, but fortunately I was temporarily confused and then regained my clarity.
