Chapter 22 The Ancient Yin

The cold and void darkness suddenly spread, blocking the golden dragon grid emerging from the armor in blue.

Golden light and darkness, like the sun and the moon, divide the sky.

In the cold and ethereal black light, the fog is ethereal and condensed, and gradually the outline of a dragon emerges.

Unexpectedly, the dragon's body is small, less than ten meters, and its whole body is black and shiny. It looks more like a young dragon clan. The two black dragon horns are winding and exquisite. The only thing that scares people is its pair of eyes, white frost-like eyes, and silver light.

"Yang, I didn't expect to see you here. I thought you had already become nothing."

The black dragon spoke softly, and his voice was like a cloud above the sky, erratic and flexible, but as deep as an abyss.

The most strange thing is that its voice is mixed with a trace of coldness that penetrates people's hearts and bones, as if it can freeze people's souls.

"Yin, I didn't expect you to be alive. My father seems to have pity for you and didn't completely destroy you."

The voice of the dragon called "Yang" burst like thunder, and the people on the scene were full of blood.

"Destroy me?" The black dragon snorted disdainfully, "The old man wants to, but what can it do to me? At most, it's just a seal. Unless it's the strong man in the world that the old man talks about all day long, who can destroy my 'yin'?

Speaking of this, the black dragon's silver eyes raised slightly and shot at the golden dragon in the sky, and asked coldly, "What? Yang, do you want to fight with me?"

The voice of the black dragon became extremely cold in an instant. The sky suddenly became dark, and the boundless darkness fell from the sky. Almost in an instant, the strong darkness swallowed up a lot of golden light, and it was constantly expanding the dark field.

The golden dragon suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

The golden light sprayed out again, and the golden light was like a sharp sword inserted into the sky. It stabbed down, tearing the approaching darkness a lot, and the golden light field was once again consolidated.

"Yin, do you want to start a war again?"

The golden dragon is roaring crazily. Its body gradually expands and keeps getting bigger, as if it can cover the sky and the sun, and it wants to occupy the whole night sky.

"War? Humph, what are you that you deserve to talk to me about war?"

The black dragon is very disdainful. There is a strong self-confidence in his words, and even Wu Pengwei and others in the field can clearly feel it.

Jin Long suddenly became angry: "Yin, how dare you underestimate me."

The boundless golden light emanates from the body of the golden dragon again and turns into a sharp giant sword. These giant swords seem to have spiritual movements, forming a huge sword array. With his understanding of the array and the analysis beyond ordinary people, Wu Pengwei tested this array and The arrangement of stars in the night sky is very related.

These giant swords are as dense as stars, moving slowly with strange traces, and at the center is the golden dragon "Yang" that covers the sky and the sun.

The black dragon shook its tail and smiled coldly: "'Star Fission' sword array? Tens of thousands of years have passed, why is it still the same?

"Yin, you don't look down on me. Tens of thousands of years ago, your power was only in your father's 'should', but tens of thousands of years later, now it is the world of human beings. We are just sealed artifacts. The boy with my armor is a master who has reached the peak of the master. Once he merges with me, he can step on the realm of martial arts and summon One of the forty-eight martial arts gods, and your host is just a primary little guy of ten thousand enemies. I think you may not understand that ten thousand enemies and the suzerain are the power level of human beings, just like the gap between our dragon leader and the marshal. Yin, do you understand, even if you have the unparalleled power of the dark night, it is sealed in the ring. You can't exert your output perfectly. Now you are destined to be just a weak person.

The golden dragon laughed wildly, and his voice was like a continuous thunder, resounding in the night sky.

"Hey, big guy, please smile softly. My ears are almost deaf to you." Suspended in the air, Xiang Qingyi, who was under the huge golden dragon, scratched his ear and complained.

"You bastard, who do you think it is? Without me, you can let the black dragon eat it now, and there is no residue left. Jin Long roared resentfully. In front of "Yin", he was teased by human beings who were so weak that they were almost negligible in the past. It felt that it was full of faceless.

He curled his lips to Qingyi and showed his helplessness to Wu Pengwei, who was underground.

The "Xiao Wei" on the ground suddenly laughed. Only Wu Pengwei was still as quiet as water, and there was no emotion at all.

Xiang Qingyi is his opponent. Since he is his opponent, any factor that fluctuates his mood will be excluded.

The opponent is always the opponent, can be respected, can be hated, but can't be close.

At least this must be the case in battle.

The golden dragon was angry again, almost crazy.

And at this moment, "Yin" suddenly said, "Yang, you fool, aren't you afraid to provoke some strange guys by releasing your power so unscrupulously?"

"Strange guy? Well, who else in this world will be my opponent? The armor that integrates my strength can almost withstand the attack of the strongest in the world. I am an artifact. Who can do anything to me? The golden dragon roared up to the sky.

"Yin" smiled coldly and shook his head to the northeast. "Look at what's coming over there."

"Yang" turned his head suspiciously. For him, there is no need to question the "Yin" dragon product. The strongest of the dragon clan will never deceive people.

At the end of his eyes, thousands of miles away, a man in a black robe was flying in the air. His head and face could not be seen, and it was all covered in the black light. The flying body was like the sharpest arrow, a hundred miles in an instant, getting closer and closer to the direction of his existence.

"No, it's really the people of that world." Yang was terrmented, turned his head to look at the "Yin" on the ground, and shouted, "Yin, let's work together to deal with this troublesome guy."

"Yin" nodded and said coldly, "Okay."

"Yang" immediately turned around, and all the giant swords lay down, facing the direction of the black-robed man sprinting. The "Star Fission" sword array was ready to erupt at any time and tear everything.

But at this moment, "Yang" suddenly heard a sneer coming from behind.

"Idiot, you can play such a good thing by yourself."

A silent darkness devouring, the boundless black light surged up like a tide, silently slapping on the golden light, and the huge body of "Yang" flew out with Qingyi, and the direction happened to be the northeast of the black-robed man flying.

"'Yin', you bastard, you seedless dragon clan, I despise you..."

The sound spread farther and farther, until a little golden light burst in the far distance. Presumably, "Yang" had met the man in black.

"Idiot, I've been locked up for ten thousand years, and I'm still out of my mind." Yin smiled softly and wiped his nose with the dragon's claws, with a disdainful face.

At this time, there was no trace of Wu Pengwei and others in the forest. "Yin" looked up and saw that his host was like a deep shadow, flying to the opposite direction in the northeast, as fast as thunder.

"Huh? What about that boy? Well, it's very clever. I actually knew how to run away at the moment I started. I understood my intention in an instant. Yes, I have some brains. I can consider cooperating.

"Yin" touched his chin like a human, and then dispersed like a puff of smoke, instantly integrating into the boundless night.

Not long after "Yin" left, a huge burly figure appeared in the void. He was three meters tall, with snow-like silver hair, a handsome face like the most enchanting woman, and a little cinnabar red mole between his forehead was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

It is the wonderful nothing that devoured the body of the dragon.

Miao Wu looked up at the direction of "Yin" leaving and the golden light bursting everywhere in the sky, and his eyebrows tightened slightly.

"Qing Qingyi and Wu Pengwei actually got involved with the ancient dragon. It's a little tricky."

Miao Wu whispered to himself and thought for a while. He tightened the blood-like thick red light on his body, tore open the void, and his body disappeared again.