A border is green with spring leeks, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.
Thousands of homes are like a chess game, prosperous in the prosperous times, the rich land is surrounded by green mountains and green rice fields, peaceful and peaceful, the afternoon sun makes people sleepy, and the cicadas and frogs chirp to disturb their dreams.
Small town intersection.
Children giggled and rubbed mud.
Next to him, the little boy who was left out was unhappy, and suddenly he saw an outsider walking down the dirt road.
Perhaps it was because the children had retained their sensory abilities that adults did not have. They gradually became quiet, curiously looking at the scorching sun and their sight distorted. On the other side of the dirt road, that person was so strange, his face was as gray as a funeral papyrus man...
It was none other than the evil god who left Qicheng.
Lift your head, close your eyes and breathe.
"Huh~"
"The fragrance, the smell of life, you are all mine."
As he walked, ashes fell from his body. When the ashes fell to the ground, they turned into streams of gray evil and spread everywhere. Children cried and screamed, yellow dogs barked, cows panicked and horses neighed, breaking the tranquility.
The old man, the land god, was killed before he could escape. This time, the evil god prevented the gods from all over the world from asking the heaven for help.
Life is in ruins...
A certain barren mountain.
The originally clear lake turned into mud, and the two figures made the mud fly everywhere.
Bai Yujun waved his heavy sword to repel the dragon demon, and looked in a certain direction with a feeling in his heart. There was a vision in the sky. There was no doubt that the evil god who had left had done evil again, releasing the plague in vain and killing him. It was extremely abominable!
Shake the mud out of your long hair.
"Bah! You scum monsters don't do this, and you are willing to fall and take refuge in the devil. How sad!"
He raised his left hand high and pressed hard, and the phantom dragon claws fell from the sky and pushed the dragon demon into the mud. The mud surged, and huge dragon claw marks were revealed in the mud!
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he jumped up and rolled in the air, swinging a heavy knife to hit his opponent!
The dragon monster emerged from the mud and raised its gun to attack.
when……!
The smash caused the dragon demon to kneel on the plow and slide backwards.
Both sides are naturally adapted to fighting in swamps or waters, and they have been fighting for a long time but they can't help each other. Especially when they thought that they could subdue the white dragon with their cultivation level, they were deeply surprised. Although they had calculated in advance that the white dragon's true cultivation level could cross the realm, it exceeded expectations. many.
Originally, he could be slightly suppressed by virtue of his cultivation, but he became the suppressed side when fighting the white dragon with his own blood.
On weekdays, I am very capable, but now I am only performing 85% of my performance.
The jealousy and greed in my heart are even worse.
"Miasma of Death!"
The ugly face opened its mouth wide and spit out the fishy miasma.
Bai Yujun felt sick.
"Can't you take some mint and vanilla to improve your bad breath! Thunder!"
He reached out and pulled down a bolt of lightning from the sky as a whip cord, swung it in a circle and swung it hard, the long bright electric cord whined and swept towards the dragon demon, and the electric arc danced around to disperse the miasma.
The mythical beasts and demons are fighting each other, and the destructive power is extremely terrifying. The mountains, trees and rivers are cut off.
Black clouds gathered in the sky, and a small black cloud was bullied.
The difference in attributes between the two sides can be seen from the clouds and mist. The dragon demon mainly has a black and overwhelming demonic aura. You can tell the presence of monsters at a glance. The demonic wind demon has a weak aura. Bai Yujun, on the other hand, has ordinary thunderstorm weather and no evil aura. It is difficult to distinguish even the powerful gods. reality.
In the afternoon.
Bai Yujun finally used the weather to make snow fall, and the sharp snowflakes cut at will...
The two sides once again fought desperately in the form of giant beasts. This time the dragon demon learned to be smart and no longer blindly competed with the white dragon for physical strength or strength, and tried to change the fighting method.
In the end, it was still no match for the 240-foot-long dragon.
I deeply felt the gap between ordinary monsters and unparalleled mythical beasts.
And the dragon scales I carry are getting hotter and hotter...
The snow-white dragon tail swept across!
The five to sixty-foot-long gray dragon fell to the ground and hit the hillside, howling in pain, and blood foam gushed out from its bloody mouth. The hidden dragon scales were blown away, and it suddenly floated in front of the white dragon and showed its original appearance. Visually, it was slightly smaller and blue. .
The dragon demon is unwilling to give in. The descendants of the dragon clan in the fairy world are actually no match for a wild snake!
Open his mouth and spit out stinky venom.
The temperature was extremely cold, and the suppressed dragon demon venom did not take effect.
Bai Yujun gathered together to intercept the dirty water, focusing entirely on the blue dragon scales. Staring with his huge dragon eyes, it seemed that he could see many things from the scales.
White snow falls all over the sky, falling into the frozen forest, cutting the green leaves silently...
Suddenly.
The falling snowflakes are still...
Time freezes.
Bai Yujun looked back through the azure blue dragon scales and stared at the past, and scenes flashed forward.
The picture is messy and blurry. It seems that some monsters use scales. When magic weapons use mysterious properties to do things, it is very messy and messy, and the useless picture is quickly filtered.
Travel back in time to the distant past.
See clearly.
A young blue dragon.
There are too many lines in the picture to make it difficult to see the details clearly. It seems to have been injured, very seriously.
He was coughing up blood and falling from the sky. He was lying on the river bank unable to lift the dragon's head. With his eyes half open, he saw a fellow racer with dragon horns on his head approaching. He could confirm that it was a dragon race. He was overjoyed that he was finally saved.
However……
The blurry figure whose face could not be seen clearly killed it...
Pulling out scales, peeling skin, cramping muscles, refining elixirs with dragon blood and dragon meat, making magic weapons from dragon bones, the busy figure reminded Bai Yujun of a certain name.
In the snow, the dragon demon was debating whether to give up or continue fighting.
Suddenly, the white dragon became violent.
"Hello...!"
Bai Yujun in the form of a white dragon roared wildly, the sound shook the sky, and contained endless anger.
"No matter where you are hiding! I will kill you!"
Bai Yujun had a weak sense of belonging to the ancient dragon clan, but he still couldn't bear the anger when he saw a young dragon being brutally killed. He betrayed the dragon clan, imprisoned the ancient tree, tortured the young dragon, ate meat and drank blood to refine magic weapons, which was related to human cannibalism. What's the difference?
The thunder of the ice, snow, and rivers is rolling, killing and freezing.
The dragon demon didn't know why Bai Long suddenly became crazy, but that name made his heart shrink suddenly, as if he was thinking of a taboo that had been dusted for countless years, and fear seeped out of his bones.
The thought of swallowing the true dragon's blood was like pouring cold water on him.
He didn't want to mention that name, let alone have anything to do with it. He thought in his heart that the white dragon was crazy and all the dragons were crazy, so he turned around and ran away.
Many loose immortals gathered in the surrounding mountains and in the air, all attracted by the fighting waves.
Either alone or with a group.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and there are also legends about various ferocious beasts fighting for their lives, both injuring the body and killing the destined person.
How could we not come when it happens to be a fight between ferocious beasts?
Who would have thought.
The usually rare dragon beasts are completely out of character, because there is actually a dragon...
Almost all the onlookers, whether they were gods or demons, had the idea of capturing or even slaying the dragon alive. It was a relic of an ancient mythical beast. It was so magical that it was indescribable. What a great opportunity!
The greedy eyes successfully attracted Bailong's anger.
The huge body of more than 240 feet stirred the wind and clouds, and the sky wandered and hovered.
Inhale, bring up the snowflakes and gather them towards the dragon's mouth.
Roar hard.
"Hoo!! Everyone get out!"
The majestic dragon's power swept across all directions.
The barren mountains and ridges are mostly filled with low-level loose immortals, and those who can withstand the roars of divine beasts equivalent to those of heavenly immortals retreat continuously under the impact of the dragon's power. The flying boat capsizes, and the disciples and grandsons who have not become immortals fall like rain.
Look at the white dragon again, with four claws stepping on it and flicking its tail as it rushes into the clouds.
The lightning paved the way and disappeared in an instant.
The aftermath of the dragon's power acting on the divine soul has not yet been exhausted, and the loose immortals are okay, but the disciples and disciples will inevitably be left with fear in their hearts.
Hiding his whereabouts again.
This time, Bai Yujun planned to kill the evil god completely.
