023 dark

"So he made up a story and told the Black Dragon that all you want to lose is to kill me. We are destined to be enemies from birth, and the following things..." Yang Zifan said with tears in his eyes.

The two old men sighed and completely believed Yang Zifan's words. The white-faced old man sincerely said, "It turns out that the White Dragon God is such a person. The three elders of Xingtai are also his apprentices, and we still don't know the real name of the White Dragon's golden body."

Yang Zifan said, "There is no need to mention my name. After forcing the dragon soul, I will also disappear in this world. I just hope that the three of you can complete what I told you to bring the White Dragon God back to life, otherwise it will be a great disaster for the black dragon to return to the fairyland."

The white-faced old man nodded without any hesitation and said, "Don't worry, this matter will be handed over to us, and I will call the third brother back." As he said, a mass of white light flashed from the palm of his hand, and a red light immediately flashed out of the hole. The red-faced old man grabbed his head and said, "Big Elder, why did you call me back? I haven't ventilated enough outside. Who is this boy? He noticed that there was one more person in the hole and stared at Yang Zifan.

The white-faced old man said, "Third brother, there is one thing that the three of us need to work together to prepare for you. Don't be distracted for a while." He did not explain who the extra characters in the cave were. The red-faced old man did not ask, but looked at Yang Zifan doubtfully and returned to the position where he stood before leaving.

Yang Zifan was overjoyed when he saw that all three of them came together and said to Long, "Look at my brother. It's so handsome. It's up to you that everything will be done for a while. After you come out, I will pretend to be dead and save me when you come back. I can't deal with these three old guys."

The dragon is still hesitating: "I'm afraid of that man..."

Yang Zifan said, "No matter who he is, let's wait until you live. When he comes, he can still see what kind of character he is. It's so powerful. Besides, can't you beat him with a dragon body as big as you?"

The dragon still said, "I always feel that something is wrong outside..."

Yang Zifan said, "You are going to die and still care about these things. It's nothing to nest in my body every day. It's the best thing for you to go out and see if your master is still here. That's it."

His tone was tough, and the three elders of Xingtai had taken the opportunity to line up. Yang Zifan said to the three of them, "After a while, the dragon soul comes out into the dragon body, and you will do your best to input the cultivation in the dragon body."

The white-faced old man said, "This is natural. It is our obligation to save the White Dragon God."

Reaching out, bending down and pung his buttocks, Yang Zifan took a deep breath and turned the power in his body into a faint golden light from his body. Three, the old man only saw a golden light shining on his body, which was very sacred, and he was shocked.

Yang Zifan shouted out with one hundred and eighty strange formulas in a row, handed his hands forward, and a white dragon emerged from his body in the golden luster, and then gathered along his arm and turned into a small dragon in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the dragon came out, the three elders suddenly felt a huge invisible pressure. The power was extremely familiar, and the dragon claws in the rock wall suddenly moved, which scared the three people to take a step back.

Yang Zifan pretended to be uncomfortable and said to the three people, "Don't be afraid, I will put the dragon soul into the dragon body." With that, he turned around and handed the dragon soul near the dragon's claws.

The dragon suddenly said, "No, he's coming."

Yang Zifan was shocked and said, "You go in first and talk about it." Without saying a word, he stuffed the dragon soul into his claws. At the same time, a strange fluctuation surged from the sky. The three elders looked up at the same time. Yang Zifan shouted, "Never, that's a black dragon. Help quickly. If he comes, the three of you will definitely die."

After covering his chest, his body shook twice. He stretched out his hand and looked at the three people and said, "Remember, you must do as I said, or he will come... He will come..." He fell down before he finished speaking and closed his eyes.

The red-faced old man didn't know what had happened at all and said, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Bang." When the top of the cave shook, the strange force fell and the sandstone fell.

The white-faced old man did not explain. He waved his hand and supported the top of the cave and said, "It's time for us to repay the White Dragon God." After saying that, he took the lead in walking under the dragon's claws and grabbed the dragon's claws. The white light lit up on his body, and the white light became stronger and thicker, and finally turned into a strange light and shadow of a long blank cloud.

The blue-faced old man also followed him and grabbed the other finger of the dragon's claws. The blue light on his body turned into a mountain shadow of green mountains and green forests. When the red-faced old man saw that both of them had set off, he looked at the strange power gradually increasing on his head with some fear and rushed to the dragon's paw and scolded, "You two won't tell me anything. If you want to do it, do it together. " After saying that, the red light on his body flashed into an image of natural fire.

Yang Zifan, who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, was not in the mood to see the illusion of the three people. At this time, his heart trembled. Several people in the cave inherited the power of him, and his feeling of the power coming from the sky was much deeper than that of Xingtai San. He knew very well that what fell from the sky was just a temptation, but the ban made by the white-faced old man had little effect and would break up in less than half a second.

Sure enough, with a snoring sound, the prohibition broke, and the sand and stone splashed. The three elders of Xingtai in the cave kept their promise regardless of the cultivation to the dragon body.

The dragon's soul has disappeared. I don't know how long it will take.

The force circled around the hole, bypassed the three people, bypassed the dragon claws, and then circled Yang Zifan's side, but stopped. It stayed above his head for a long time, and suddenly pulled up and rushed towards him.

Yang Zifan was shocked, but at this critical moment, if he was one of the three elders of Xingtai, he would definitely stop. He cursed, "Your mother."

The force rushed to his side but suddenly stopped and disappeared into the air.

Yang Zifan was relieved, and then fell to the ground without noticing that the disappearing force turned into a few light spots and quietly fell to the ground.

The three elders of Xingtai tried their best to do their best. The dragon claws suddenly moved, and the whole cave began to tremble. The sound of dragon roar spread all over the world. The three of them were overjoyed and stopped back.

Yang Zifan, who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, finally put his heart down when he heard the sound of Long Xiao. Just when he thought everything was smooth, he suddenly heard the red-faced old man say, "Big Elder, second elder, what do you see on the ground?"

At this time, the dragon's claws shrank one by one, and the big stone on the cave fell. I'm afraid it will collapse soon, while the white-faced old man and the blue-faced old man stared at the ground motionless, his eyes were full of fear, as if there was something there.

Yang Zifan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt that the atmosphere was wrong. He quietly opened his eyes and almost jumped up in shock. He saw a big black eye on the floor beside him. His eyes were alive, and his eyes were full of evil in blinks. He seemed to feel Yang. Zifan was looking at him, blinking, and suddenly there was a strange smile in the hole.

A black light wrapped the cave, and Yang Zifan didn't know anything about it.

Outside the divine mountain, the Queen Mother of the West, the emperor, the Empress, and a group of immortals appeared outside the mountain when the dragon roared, looking at each other in consterance.

Taishang Laojun said to the Queen Mother of the West, "Do you feel anything in the mountains?"

The Queen Mother of the West said solemnly, "I'm afraid it's an ancient god."

Before he finished his words, suddenly the divine mountain shook and smashed. An unknown white dragon rose up to the sky, and a majestic voice came: "Who, who are you? Take him away."

The strong wind raised by the dragon blew a group of immortals in the sky, and even the Queen Mother of the West, who had a strong cultivation, was almost washed down by the wind.

No one in the vast sky could answer the dragon. As soon as he pulled out his body, he ignored a group of immortals who hid far away. His huge body kept soaring into the sky. All the immortals looked up and looked at it for half an hour before seeing the tail of the white dragon.

After it disappeared from the sky, the old man shook his mind and said, "Mother, mother."

The Queen Mother of the West just woke up from the shock and looked at the sky and said, "Taishang Laojun, it's time to tell me where the emperor is going."

The appearance of the white dragon made the confident Queen Mother of the West feel afraid. That is a power that all the immortals present may not be able to overcome. The consequence of fear is attack. The only thing that can compete with this power is the Heavenly Emperor.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Taishang Laojun's eyes and arched his hand and said, "I really don't know where the emperor of heaven is going, Empress."

A trace of displeasure flashed on the face of the Queen Mother of the West and said, "You are becoming more and more confused. You have also seen what happened just now. It is an enemy who doesn't know whether it is a friend or not. If it is an enemy, how can you resist it? Can you resist it?"

The old man said, "I can't, but my subordinates really don't know where the emperor is."

When Queen Mother Xi saw his face, she felt disgusted and whispered in his ear, "Do you know that Yang Zifan is not dead, and he has a big backer."

Taishang Laojun's face changed greatly and pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know who Yang Zifan is."

The Queen Mother of the West raised her voice and said, "Lan'er, let's go." Take the Empress away in the direction of Xingtai.

Taishang Laojun looked at the disappearing Shenshan with a solemn face and arched his hand to the other immortals and said, "Guys, Laojun, go first." He hurriedly left the star platform.

On a strange land outside the Western Pure Land Fairyland, the old monkey woke up in the roar of the dragon, and a pair of golden eyes stared at the distance and sighed, "Good boy, it's so powerful." Then he looked at the circles around him and smiled, "Old monk, what you are waiting for seems to be difficult to deal with."

There is silence in the fruit forest.

Yang Zifan fell into a strange area in the dark, surrounded by only a dark star platform three elders, but he lay on the ground, and the three stood in the dark and looked at each other in consters.

The red-faced old man rubbed his hands and lit a fire into the air but immediately extinguished it, as if this was a dark space.

The blue-faced old man said, "Did we catch the big elder for the black dragon?"

The white-faced old man shook his head and said, "I'm afraid there are ten*, but don't be afraid, the White Dragon God will definitely save us."

The red-faced old man didn't know what happened and asked, "What's the matter with the elder?"

The blue-faced old man looked at him and said, "Who let you run around and not in the hole?"

The white-faced old man said, "Don't quarrel with each other. Tell him, second brother."

The blue-faced old man was full of unwillingness. Under the prestige of the elder, he could only tell the stories made up by Yang Zifan one by one. After hearing this, the red-faced old man looked at Yang Zifan lying on the ground beside him and said, "Is he the reincarnation of the White Dragon God?"

The two nodded.

The blue-faced old man shook his head and said, "Is he really dead?"

A pair of eyes suddenly lit up in the dark and said with a strange smile, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'm alive."

Yang Zifan was shocked. The sound was clearly from the eyes on the floor. Could it be that he was the man?

"Who"

The three elders of Xingtai were shocked and looked in the direction of making a sound.

"Dark." The man responded to the three people with a smile and came out of the darkness, wearing a strange tight black suit, with no sleeves and trousers on one side and short side, and the short side seemed to be torn.

The white-faced old man stared at him and said, "Who are you?"

A fire ignited in the red-faced old man's hand, with a delicate face and mouth, but there was always a hatred between his eyebrows, which made him look very evil. He looked at the fire in the red-faced old man's hand and sneered, "Don't take out the children's things."

The red-faced old man frowned and said angrily, "Kid, want to die." He had a hot temper since he was a child, and realized that he was more irritable in Bailong. His fists ignited the sky fire and hit the man directly. This seemed ordinary, but in fact he had a deep understanding of fairy art. Even a master like Xuanxian could not escape.

A smiling expression appeared on the man's face and had no intention of countering. The red-faced old man didn't care about anything else. His fists hit his face. He saw that the boy's face was the most unpleasant, and a pair of fists were extremely stained with fire to cover the man's face.

"Break." The fire fist fell, and he only heard a soft shout in the dark, but it shook Yang Zifan's heart like a heavy hammer. He was shocked that this was not his broken secret?

The sky fire disappeared in the pan with that light shout. The man smiled and took a step to the left, and his fists failed.

The red-faced old man's face turned pale, and he wanted to punch, but he was pulled by the white-faced old man.

Everyone can see that the man's cultivation is extremely good.

The blue-faced old man looked at him warily. The white-faced old man said, "It turned out to be the senior black dragon, and the three elders of Xingtai collided."

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is the black dragon? I didn't tell you that my name is dark."

The white-faced old man pulled the red-faced old man behind him and said, "Dark senior, what is this place?"

The red-faced old man blushed and said, "Big elder, no matter who he is. Let's talk to the little boy after killing him."

"Shut up." The white-faced old man stared at him and greeted him with a dark smile.

He sneered and said, "Don't flatter me. I'm not interested in the three of you. I'm only interested in him." He stretched out his hand and pointed to Yang Zifan, who was lying motionless on the ground.

Yang Zifan's heart trembled and secretly said it was bad.

The blue-faced old man said, "He is dead. How can you be interested in a dead man? Where is this?"

smiled and said, "Are you dead? I can't see it. Let me cut off his limbs and dig out his heart to see if he is dead. With that, he walked to Yang Zifan step by step.

The red-faced old man couldn't help but stand in front of him and said, "You are very vicious. He has died as a way to save Bailong for the reincarnation of Bailong. You still won't let him go. You have to pass my test first."

He stopped secretly and looked at him with a smile and said, "Oh, then try it."

Yang Zifan was moved and felt very guilty when he heard the red-faced old man's words. He lied to them, and they still defended themselves in this way.

The red-faced old man took a breath and shouted, "The fire source of heaven and earth belongs to me." The whole person turned into a flame and flew up to the air. Countless flames were burned in the darkness, and each flame burned bigger and bigger.

It seemed that he was unwilling to give him a chance. He looked at Yang Zifan on the ground and shouted softly, "Move." His body flashed beside the red-faced old man.

The red-faced old man laughed and said, "It's just the right time." Open your arms and hold him directly.

The smile on his dark face was even worse. He looked at Yang Zifan and said, "Yes." The red-faced old man did not move. He raised his hand, and his whole palm turned black. Suddenly, a strange force broke out on his body. Like a strong wind, he swept over the red-faced old man's body. The flames went out. The red-faced old man also regained his ability to move, but he happened to meet the "wind".

"Puff." A mouthful of blood spewed out, and there was no possibility of dodging. The red-faced old man stared at his eyes and stood in the same place with an unbelievable face, and his breath was gone.

Yang Zifan smelled the smell of blood from the air and his heart tightened.

"Sunset Burning." The blue-faced old man shouted and ran over. Seeing the red-faced old man die, the old man said with tears, "Xi Ran, Xi Ran, our brothers are not born on the same day of the same year, but I hope to die in the same month of the same year." He turned around and wanted to fight, but the white-faced old man who was driven over tightly stopped him and said, "Xichen, calm down."

Only then did Yang Zifan know that the red-faced old man was called Xi Ran and the blue-faced old man was called Xichen. It turned out that they were brothers.

The blue-faced old man stared at him and said, "Xiao Ran killed him. I want to avenge Xi Ran."

The white-faced old man pulled him and said, "Calm down, calm down."

The blue-faced old man sighed and squatted on the ground and cried.

The white-faced old man closed his eyes for the dead red-faced old man with a solemn face, turned around and looked at the smiling face and said, "I don't know where the younger generation will offend the seniors so hard."

looked at him secretly and said, "Do I need a reason to kill? Stupid human beings are like this, crying for some strange things. In this world, only the strong are qualified to talk about survival, and the weak do not have this right.

The white-faced old man knew that it was difficult to escape from this matter today. He sighed and looked at the blue-faced old man squatting on the ground and said, "Xichen, do you regret following me and causing such trouble?"

The blue-faced old man stood up and stared at him and said, "What are you talking about? I have never regretted it. The White Dragon God gave us this cultivation. What are you afraid of dying for him? I'm afraid of dying inexplicable."

Yang Zifan can no longer sit idly by. His heart is bleeding. The three elders are pure and kind masters. They should not die like this.