After listening to it a lot, Han Yiming couldn't help but sigh a little, he couldn't help himself, nothing more than this. It is really difficult and difficult to build one's own safety on the life and death of the white dragon. After all, the white dragon has experienced two thousand years, hundreds of which are still in the world, and he is quite wise, not easy to be used by others, looking at him these times, he has never appeared in front of people, but I am afraid that everyone will not be able to catch it if they want to. Thinking of this, I feel quite emotional.

However, this idea seems to be only his personal wish. That night, when everyone was about to rest, a white light appeared on the horizon, dyeing half of the sky as if it were day. Although it suddenly lit up, it surprised everyone at once. Each summoned his sword and flew towards the brightest place, his original drowsiness hazy, and disappeared without a trace in a moment. Everyone was agile, and in a moment the woods that had been full of people were empty!

Han Yiming flew in the air, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, he had never flown in front of him, the white dragon had always flashed away, and he would never make such a big move, he could be regarded as alert. But at this time, the heaven and earth were shining with white light, but it was very aura. Suddenly, my heart moved, this, could this be the innate aura of the descendants of the White Dragon couple. Suddenly, I remembered the story of Xiao Yi and Luo Yue that the master said, they also died because of the unconcealable aura of the little girl! This burst of spiritual light is so bright, it should also be a spiritual creature with innate spiritual power like the little girl. For a while, there were joys and sorrows, and there were many feelings.

Suddenly, I only heard someone in front of me shouting: "Where to go!" was shocked, and hurriedly gathered his mind and rushed forward. I saw a little white light floating in front of me in the inky sky. Several people in the rear had accelerated to catch up, Han Yiming couldn't help but be shocked, and he also quickly chased after him, he didn't know why he also flew after him, he didn't want to put the white dragon to death, and he was afraid of seeing the white dragon encounter a big fight by everyone, so he couldn't help but chase after him.

Although the white light went quickly, someone had already cast a spell in the back, and all kinds of sword lights chased straight away, thinking that someone was in a hurry to get started. Han Yiming was very anxious, but he couldn't do anything, he was afraid that the white dragon would hurt these sword lights, and he was also afraid that he would hurt these many people in turn! He knew very little with these people, to be honest, whether they were good or bad, he didn't know at all, but if the white dragon was ruthless and hurt these many people, everyone here would not give up. Therefore, I was anxious in my heart, and I was already in a cold sweat, but I couldn't say it.

Suddenly, the white light flashed dazzlingly, and in a moment, the white dragon appeared. He was dressed in white, with a cold face, standing in the wind, his hands behind his back, coldly looking at the sword light that pierced in front of him, and his eyes were completely disdainful. He suddenly appeared, everyone was a little caught off guard, and they were stunned for a moment, but their subordinates were not soft, and even those who came over later threw Dao Dao sword light at him.

Han Yiming looked back and saw that there were still countless figures swaying behind him, and he had rushed to the opposite side of the white dragon with more than a dozen people in front of him. He stood on the sword of Mingyuan, trying to urge the white dragon to leave quickly, but he couldn't make a sound. But when I saw all kinds of sword lights, colorful and shining, my heart was already anxious. The white dragon was still motionless, Han Yiming was so anxious that he wanted to make a sound, and suddenly the white dragon opened his mouth and blew, Han Yiming already felt a chill on his body, a chill came out of his bones, and there was a terrible sound of wind in his ears!

Before he could react, a strong wind had already swept in. He was staring at the sword light that rushed to the white dragon, and he couldn't help but react a little slower, only the wind was wrapped in countless ice and snow in the wind, and the sword light that had been forced in front of the white dragon had already been wrapped without a trace, and even he himself was blown to the point that he couldn't stand, and he fell headlong in the wind and snow, and his body couldn't help rolling in the dark, and after a while, he reacted and fell to the ground, and the people lying around him were all people who were blown by the white dragon's gust of wind and couldn't help themselves. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered the Ming Yuan Sword, recited the mantra a few times, a golden light flashed in the sky, and when he came to the front after a while, he realized that he had been blown so far away like catkins.

But when I heard some people around me moaning, and some people were still lying on the ground, they were already scolding, but the words were mixed with the sound of "ouch", and they were already injured. I don't know if I fell to the ground and was injured, or if I was injured by the wind. Han Yiming moved his hands and feet, but it was not painful, but there was a slight pain on his back, and it was inevitable that there would be some slight pain when he thought it was where he landed. Standing up, straightening his clothes, he suddenly saw a white shadow flashing, and someone came to him, it was Sima Lingyi and Gu Qingquan.

Sima Lingyi said first: "Senior brother, what's the matter? Are you injured?" Han Yiming shook his head, and Sima Lingyi said, "Well, that's good." You're flying so fast, I called you a few times from behind, but I didn't stop you. Senior brother, although he has not become a dragon, his cultivation is already difficult for us to catch up. The spiritual power is extraordinary, you follow closely, it will be angry, and it will only be you who suffers!" Han Yiming glanced at the ground with two eyes, and said in his heart: "It's not just me, many people here have suffered, but I haven't suffered much." Sima Lingyi said: "Well, fortunately, you haven't been injured, then, I'll take a look around." ”

Han Yiming saw that everyone around him was embarrassed, some of them were in tatters, some of them were "ouch", and some were hanging on trees, he was almost the most intact of these people, his clothes were complete, except for a slight pain on his back, he didn't see any injuries, and he didn't hang on the tree, he just lay on the ground, and his face was covered by the hem of his clothes, although it was also very indecent, but he was not embarrassed, and he couldn't help but feel more and more sad. Although Bai Long said that he would no longer show mercy to his subordinates, but this time, it seemed that there was still room for him.

There are so many people here, I don't think there is anyone who is shallower than him in the future, everyone is injured and falls to the ground, but he is the only one, but he has never been injured. At this time, I finally understood why there were so many people who came to slay the dragon together, the white dragon just opened his mouth and blew, and he had blown these many people far away, and it was hard to imagine what the scene would be if the white dragon was really hostile to everyone. This dragon slaying is only won by a large number of people, and everything else is difficult to compare with the white dragon. Thinking of this, I felt a little comforted in my heart, and suddenly saw Sima Lingyi and Gu Qingquan helping someone from there, and came to the front, and the man said, "Senior brother, are you injured?" but it was Shen Ruofu.

Shen Ruofu put one hand on his waist, and the other hand on Gu Qingquan's shoulder, his body was almost Sima Lingyi and Gu Qingquan hugging, Han Yiming was startled, and said, "Senior Brother Shen, you, are you injured?" Shen Ruofu squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "My waist hit the tree, it hurts!"