292 dive in the abyss, fight in the wild, buried in the void

Yes, at the bottom of the deep well, there is a dragon! The whole body was surrounded by green light, and the spirit of the king was vented from its body. It seems to be shining like a god, and its magnificent momentum is like the ocean and the starry sky, from the bottom of the deep well to the top. This is not a dragon. You can see the oriental dragon with extremely pure blood at a glance!

Before, Dawei, Blood Crying Sword Spirit and Three-legged Jinwu had already felt a strangeness. According to reason, the momentum on their bodies is not small, but when the gap is slowly enlightened, they still feel a tremor from the depths of their souls, as if there is an inexplicable breath, squeezing their souls, making them feel unbearable. Just as they looked at the deep well and saw the huge dragon head looking at them jokingly, they instinctively felt a sense of awe. This feeling, which has nothing to do with fear and harmless oppression, is an instinct. They know that in terms of bloodline, the oriental god in front of them is more noble than their bloodline. If they are comparable to gods, then this dragon is a god. For a moment, the first reaction of the three beasts was that they all closed their eyes and dared not open their eyes to look at the bottom of the deep well.

"Little guy, didn't you want your companion to burn the old man to death just now? Why are you so gutless now?" Just as Dawei was shaking all over and his eyes were closed, the joking dragon sounded again, but the threat jumped up on the spot, and did not forget to cover his eyes and shout.

"Grandpa Long, don't hurt me. I just took advantage of it and set fire to kill people. Oh, no, it's two things to set fire to the dragon. I don't know anything. I'm a little beast. Don't bother me..." Dawei shouted, but he directly sold the three-legged golden black and the blood-crying sword spirit directly. , suddenly provoked them to look angrily, but Dawei covered their eyes tightly with two small claws, as if they were not seen, but between their fingers, they carefully looked at the three-legged golden black and the blood-crying sword spirit. Seeing their faces showing anger, they jumped to their front, shouting and whispered, "I think this old Long is very kind. Most of them won't take action against us. Maybe he can still ask for some benefits by pretending to be stupid..." Before he finished speaking, he shouted again. The three-legged Jinwu and the blood crying sword spirit heard the powerful whisper and were suddenly stunned. Unexpectedly, this "little silver" that looked like a whole product still had this book. But they also pretend to be stupid and even shout like a jumping god, but they can't learn it anyway. At present, they can only roll their eyes and look at Dawei alone. Oh, no, a beast is performing alone there.

"Ha, all right, okay, don't act there. Even if you practice another thousand years, you can't lie to Lao Long's eyes..." It seems that it's to prove Dawei's words. Before long, the old dragon at the bottom of the deep well opened his mouth with a smile, but then, he almost said something that Dawei suddenly lay on the ground and said, "Just kidding! You two ancestral monkeys and old cows have to salute respectfully when they come to my green dragon! You are far from doing this!"

Now, Dawei has completely lost his temper, not even his temper, but then, it remembered some thieves, and his face suddenly showed excitement. Regardless of fear, he suddenly scratched the edge of the "deep well" with a pitiful face. Baba asked in a curious and milky words, "Are you the first Qinglong general of the four generals under the throne of Heaven?" I have seen a white tiger..."

"What? Have you ever seen a white tiger? Where is he? How is it now? How about the Emperor of Heaven? What was the final result of that war? As soon as he heard that Dawei saw the white tiger, before he finished speaking, Qinglong suddenly interrupted Dawei's words. Then, a series of questions were thrown out, and his tone of voice was unprecedentedly fierce. He could even hear his heavy breathing, and his burning longan stared at Dawei without blinking. The body keeps shrugging, but it seems to be imprisoned. In any case, it can only move in a square inch, and can't get out of the bottom of the deep well at all. But this practice undoubtedly admits that he is a Qinglong general. This is really a shocking discovery. Xuangu's four generals, Qinglong, white tiger and rosefinch Xuanwu. So far, Lin Fan has only seen the white tiger, but the other three have no clue, but they didn't expect that Qinglong would be under this abrupt huge peak.

"I... I don't know..." Seeing that Qinglong was so excited, Dawei obviously didn't expect it at all. For a moment, he was a little stunned. After a long time, he opened his mouth softly, thought for a moment and said, "But the Emperor of Heaven appeared in a strange place. There were many old things in that place. There are also some graves, dilapidated ancient cities, and particularly large stupid birds or stupid reptiles. At that time, the Heavenly Emperor, the White Tiger and the soul-chasing Demon King all left together. I don't know what extraterritorial battlefield..."

"Yin!"

Dawei said himself, but was interrupted by Qinglong again. Dawei was stunned and looked down at Qinglong, but saw Qinglong constantly struggling. A more vigorous breath surged up from the bottom of the deep well. Even if Dawei and the three-legged golden black and blood-weeping sword spirit surrounded by curiosity were still directly lifted. A big follow-up, gray face. But Sandu didn't mind at all, but immediately gathered around, opened his eyes and looked at the green dragon trapped in the deep well.

With the violent shaking of the green dragon, bursts of dragons came out of it endlessly. At the same time, Dawei's blood weeping sword spirit and three-legged Jinwu once again felt the scene that had been felt before. The whole mountain shook like an earthquake again, but unlike before, the shaking of the mountain this time , looked extremely violent and seemed to shake at any time. For a moment, the three beasts only felt that they were like a boat floating in the wind, shaking around and couldn't say a word, just scratching the ground tightly.

"Grandpa Qinglong, don't shake, I'm going to die again..." In the face of this sudden situation, Dawei wanted to cry without tears and shouted hoarsely, but in the thunderous rumble, it seemed extremely weak. The shock of the mountain has not weakened, but has become stronger. And the roar of Qinglong spread far away and echoed in the whole night sky of Wuyinzhuang. This night, the fog is destined to be a sleepless night.

The dragon is shaking the sky, full of desolation. This night, almost everyone in Wuyinzhuang was shocked. They all rushed to the sky at the first time and opened their mouths to look at the lonely peak that originally looked strange but had nothing special in any case. At this moment, the mountain is shaking violently, and the rumble sound is shocking, as if it will collapse at any time. Around the mountain, a circle of blue light surrounds it tightly and is full of divinity. But in the not strong blue light, a few things like ropes are revealed from time to time, but endless doubts rise in people's hearts. In addition, the sound of dragons that could not be ignored made everyone feel frightening. They have an intuition that this is a real dragon! Because only the truly sacred oriental dragon can emit such a bright, desolate, domineering and high dragon chant! Thinking that there has always been an oriental dragon beside them, while they were frightened, everyone felt a sense of excitement engraved in their bones. At this moment, everyone is talking, everyone is watching, unchanged, and everyone's eyes are full of blazing and eager hope. But these people are all young people.

However, compared with these young people who have longing to see the true face of dragon production, the performance of the old man in Wuyinzhuang is completely different. Unlike young people, there are too many. In their eyes, there is no excitement, some are worried, some are not happy, some are sad, and they are not talking about it. They just turn their hands back and silently look at the shocking distance, urgently brows, and don't know what they are thinking. But among these people, there is no Aokiko or the old man who played chess with him.

"Although the dragon dives in the abyss, is it really time for the dragon to jump in the abyss and fight in the wild?" After a long time, an old man with gray hair and white but clean murmured. While talking, his eyes were blurred. His eyes have been looking at the lonely peak all the time, and his ears have been listening to the sad dragon that can move heaven and earth.

"In the first battle of Xuangu, almost all the famous people died, but Qinglong suffered a great trauma. His divine consciousness was invaded and his body was destroyed. Finally, he could only seal himself by means. At the same time, he tied his body with 999 heavenly ropes, and then the dragon's soul was shelled and exiled himself to the mountain where his body was transformed. Suppression, and even uneasy, divided part of the dragon soul and suppressed by Shuizu Qingmizi. He was cruel to the enemy, especially to himself!" Another old man, whose hair was completely gray and even his teeth seemed to have fallen off, seemed to be talking to himself and whisper about the past. After that, he looked at the lonely peak that was constantly rumbling with complicated eyes.

"Ding in the abyss, fighting in the wild, buried in the void. This is a summary of the life that Qinglong hoped for in the past. Now, is it time to fight in the wild again? Another old man was also a little distracted. He turned his hands upside down, with loneliness and bitterness on his face that ordinary people could not see. He looked at the lonely peaks in front of him that had begun to shake, but at the same time, the 999 heavenly ropes were becoming more and more obvious, and his voice was bleak. Memory, at this moment, seems to have traveled through the eternal flood, through the endless void, and floated to the thrilling battle of those years.