"Who the hell are you?"

"Wandering under the Hangout. ”

"What do you want to do when you trap us here?Let us go, otherwise more people will come to you for trouble, have you heard of the name Xiaotian?When the time comes, he will pick your skin alive......" In a hurry, Wang Wei moved out the old man Xiaotian who was no longer alive, but, to be honest, the old man Xiaotian is a little more powerful among the people we know, and the soul refining was originally a character, but now he has become a defeated soldier under me, and it is no longer worth mentioning.

"Oh, laugh my God........." After a long silence, he muttered, "I don't know." ”

"Whether you recognize it or not, let me tell you, as long as we don't go back within three days, this old man will definitely find this place. ”

"Three days?" Hearing Wang Wei say what he said three days later, Xianyou was stunned for a long time and then began to laugh, until tears flowed out of laughter, and then he said breathlessly: "An hour here is a day in the outside world, if you are right, your laughter will come here in the middle of the night last night, but I haven't seen it......"

An hour and a day? I can't imagine that this place that can only exist in legends and stories really exists.

"The old man must have drunk too much or overslept, he will definitely come to save us, and when the time comes, it will be your death, but as long as you let us go, we can do nothing that happened, I can tell you, the old man Xiaotian is the master who has killed the dragon......"

When Wang Wei, who was full of spittle, said that Xiaotian had killed a dragon, the muscles in the corners of Xianyou's eyes shook twice unruly, although it was fleeting, but I could still see it clearly, and Wang Wei seemed to notice Youyou's subtle move, because then he said more energetically.

"How is it? I'm afraid, right? I can tell you, Xiaotian is a figure close to God, no, his old man is a god, I can tell you, he is my uncle, my uncle......"

I'll go, you shameless Wang Wei, you didn't be so close to this old man when he was alive, now there is an uncle on the left and an uncle on the right, are you preparing for the next life?

A cold snort erupted from Xianyou's nostrils, and the evil smile at the corner of Xianyou's mouth became even better, and his thin lips opened and closed up and down, and a sentence of immortal popped out of his mouth.

After the cold word fairy popped out of Xianyou's mouth, Wang Wei also seemed to notice that something was wrong, and immediately stopped spitting and blowing nonsense. Staring closely at the leisure in front of him, he cautiously continued to say in the idle wandering: "Yes... Immortals...", it's just that this guy doesn't have the confidence to say it just now.

"Slay the dragon?" "Slay the dragon?" You asked rhetorically, the air around me seemed to be frosty, and in an instant, a piercing chill instantly enveloped my whole body, and from the sound of the second brother's teeth chattering beside me, I could confirm that this chill was real.

The word hmm came out of Wang Wei's mouth like a floater, and he could hardly hear any sound, if it weren't for the fact that this guy was close to me, no one would know that he was so reluctant to squeeze out a hmm word from his mouth.

"Louder!"

After confirming that the roar was made by Xianyou, Wang Wei didn't know whether he was stimulated or frightened by Youyou's roar, so he changed his previous tone of low breath, and also yelled at Xianyou: "Yes, he is a god, how can he drop?

Maybe it was Wang Wei's sudden loud roar that played a role, or maybe it was the sudden reaction of this idle wanderer.

After Wang Wei roared loudly, the whole scene instantly fell silent, so quiet that we could hear Erha's non-stop drooling sound dripping to the ground.

With the sound of saliva, the force that bound our bodies and kept us from moving began to weaken rapidly, and after half a cigarette, several of us fell to the ground.

"Brother Xianyou, count you as acquaintances, when we go out, I will say a few kind words to the old fairy of Xiaotian, so that he doesn't embarrass you too much......" said this, but Wang Wei's body began to slowly retreat.

Xianyou didn't pay attention to Wang Wei's words, and he didn't do anything to stop the group of us from slowly retreating.

The speed of retreat was very slow, almost can only be described as moving, after a cigarette, we have retreated to the center of the football field, seeing that the leisure is still in place without any movement, the group began to look around for an exit under the command of Wang Wei.

Just as we began to check the terrain and prepare to find other exits to leave the right place, a cold voice suddenly came from behind us: "When will your immortal arrive? I want to see how he slays the dragon!"

Looking at the place where Xianyou was standing just now, there was still the shadow of Xianyou, and in the blink of an eye, this guy had already appeared behind us.

A white-clothed wanderer hung in the air, staring at us all with an indescribably cold look.

"Here, I am God!"

Before the words fell, I saw the arms of Xianyou suspended in mid-air slowly raised, and the scene in the stands of the stadium, which could not be spied on, instantly became clear, and I saw that the stands were full of people. As the scene above the stands became clear in an instant, a noisy shout followed.

There were tens of thousands of people sitting in the stands of the stadium, to say the least, and even the aisles were crowded with people sitting or standing, but I immediately noticed something strange.

Although there was a lot of noise in the stands, but no one was moving, and there was no one in the stands of tens of thousands of people, and there was not even the slightest activity, such as opening their mouths, since they didn't open their mouths, then where did this noisy cheering and shouting like the World Cup final come from?

No, it's not.

There are not people in the stands, they are stone statues, countless stone statues that are sitting, standing, pained, crying, or laughing!

Just as I gasped in fright at the scene in front of me, the cartoon dragon was a little excited, and his voice sounded with strong fear.

"You... No, you don't have a surname, and you don't call you an idle tour. ”

"Oh, who am I?"

Wandering in mid-air kept that cold, sinister smile and stared at the cartoon dragon.

"Your surname is Ao!Your surname is Ao!" the cartoon dragon repeated the phrase "Your surname is Ao" in his mouth, and the whole person began to retreat quickly.

Although I don't know what the cartoon dragon's phrase your surname Ao represents, judging from his frightened expression and quick backward movements, there must be something bad about it. After a long period of tacit understanding, we also quickly retreated in the direction of the time when we came with the cartoon dragon.

"Now that you know who I am, do you think you can still get out?"

In the blink of an eye, the retreat was blocked by idle travel.

Hearing a plop, the cartoon dragon actually fell to his knees.

"Brother Long, what is the origin of this surnamed Ao? Your eldest relative? Even if it is, you can't make such a big courtesy!"

After kneeling on the ground, the cartoon dragon who lay his whole body on the ground said softly: "Xianyou is just a cover, the word Ao means leisure, and Ao is the surname of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea." ”

"Old Dragon, don't scare yourself, this guy must be surnamed Ao if he is called Xianyou, and this surname Ao must be a dragon?"

At this time, the cartoon dragon lying on the ground began to get a little excited, did not get up, gritted his teeth and asked Wang Wei, who kept asking: "Those stone statues, those stone statues!"

Stone statues? Looking around at the countless stone statues, with different movements and different expressions, it does look a kind of indescribable weirdness, but this doesn't mean anything?

"White, he's white, he's white......"

The cartoon dragon has been repeating the white characters, which really makes us a little confused, a while wandering, a while surnamed Ao, a moment of the East China Sea dragon clan, this will be white again, what does he want to say? Could it be that this man did something to the cartoon dragon?

"Hey, what the hell did you do to my brother?"

Wait, the East China Sea Dragon Clan, surnamed Bai, stone statues... How can such a scene be so familiar. I've seen it there? yes, I must have seen it!

White... White... Dragon... Stone...

"Dragon King Temple, see the Dragon King, the Dragon King sits high, I bow my head, the Dragon King allows me a thousand taels of gold, I accompany the Dragon King to play chess"

Familiar nursery rhymes suddenly echoed in my mind.

White Dragon King!

No, isn't this something they made up to fool me?

"Brother Long, you say he is the White Dragon King?"

Everyone listened to my words and turned their eyes to the cartoon dragon who was kneeling on the ground.

This time the cartoon dragon did not make a sound.

The cold voice of the idle wanderer rang out.

"Little friend, I have a lot of knowledge, and I have heard of me..."

Without waiting to swim, no, after the White Dragon King finished speaking, the Ball of the Extreme Sun had already shot quickly in the direction of the White Dragon King, and the colorful twin swords were in my hand, and just as I was about to rush towards the White Dragon King, I found that I couldn't move half a step.

Looking down, the changes under my feet made me break out in a cold sweat.

At some point, my feet were slowly petrified without me noticing, and the petrification had reached the knees, and the petrification continued upward, and at this rate without a single smoke, I would become a statue exactly like the stone statues in the stands.

In Wang Wei's rushing sound, the bird god parrot fell from mid-air, and at the same time that the flames in Erha's mouth shot towards the White Dragon King, a black light and shadow shot at the White Dragon King at great speed.

It was the black gold ancient knife of the Yin Corpse.

It seems that it can only be attacked from a distance.

Erha's flames, the black gold ancient knife of the Yin corpse, and my Yang Ball really hit the White Dragon King.

The flames, the ancient swords, and the breath of the sun, the explosion caused by the impact almost knocked us to the ground, which was already half petrified.

Staring at the thick smoke and dust at the center of the explosion, the Yang Ball and the Black Gold Ancient Knife swirled around the smoke and dust again.

"Are you looking for me?"

The White Dragon King's voice beside him sounded, and a stirring spirit in his heart moved, and the Zhiyang Ball quickly shot towards the position of the White Dragon King beside him.

The Black Gold Ancient Sword, the Solstice Ball, the Flames, and a pillar of blue light all hit the White Dragon King beside me at the same time.

Another explosion sounded...