To be honest, the experience and identity of the old man is really a mystery.

He never mentioned who he really was or what he did.

But he didn't recall a word about his past deeds, and it was not difficult to judge that he was by no means an ordinary monk.

When I first said Emperor Yu and Zhenbei and Nannan, I was extremely firm.

The search for the true traces of the white dragon had obviously been a long time ago, so I took out the dragon rope from the ring without asking in detail.

As soon as I pinched the dragon rope in my hand, it didn't move, but it felt like it was slowly sliding in the palm of my hand as if it had a spirit.

I injected a little bit of demonic power into it, and the dragon rope was immediately wrapped in a layer of pale red shimmer.

The so-called dragon rope is similar to the use of the rope tied to the immortals, but it is more well-made and may have a stronger effect, after all, the target is the famous legendary-level white dragon in China.

At this time, I looked up at the dragon egg shining with silver light in front of me, the lines on its surface were clearly visible, and a trace of the dragon's shadow sitting in the streamer could be faintly seen.

Just hear a crunch sound of "pop!"

A crack suddenly appeared at the bottom of the dragon egg, and the crack was not very long, only the size of a palm.

But the old man in my brain shouted in great anxiety:

"Li boy, before it opens its eyes and appears in the world, drop blood into the dragon egg, so that it can remember your taste!"

I didn't grind, and after understanding what the old man meant, I quickly swam forward.

A little closer, there was a domineering aura coming to the face, which was a unique aura that only ancient divine beasts had.

I summoned demonic power to spread all over my body, and then approached the dragon egg with a breath.

The grain grains on the dragon egg are clearly visible, including a few drops of transparent water oozing from the cracks, which can be seen clearly.

I took a knife out of the ring, then placed my finger between the cracks and slashed it lightly.

A drop of blood fell into the gap in an instant, and it also disappeared in an instant and was devoured.

It was so fast that I didn't even see it too clearly, so I let it drop two more drops, and that was the case.

I thought to myself, could it be that this little white dragon still drinks blood?

Even if it was, I was reluctant to feed him my own blood, so I immediately withdrew my hand.

The old man seemed to see my thoughts, and said angrily:

"Look at your heartache, how about feeding it a few more drops?"

At this moment, the dragon egg in front of me "crackled" again, and I quickly looked down to see that the previous rift had become longer.

Then, the dragon egg made a continuous "crackling" sound, as if there were cracks at all angles.

I frowned, and hurriedly raised the dragon rope in my hand, ready to wait for the little white dragon to come out and tie it up, still a little nervous in my heart.

Who knew that the old man said quickly:

"Get out of the way, be careful of getting hurt by the dragon egg fragments!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I took half a step back, and there was another loud "boom!"

This sound resounded throughout the deep water field, as if all the water had been shaken, and the huge waves were also beating out wave after wave.

I witnessed this huge dragon egg explode in an instant, and countless fragments of eggs of different sizes slashed across the surrounding area at a rapid pace.

Sensing that the power coming from me could not be underestimated, I quickly summoned the demon power to protect my body, and then took out the heavy sword to protect myself with my backhand.

As he retreated, he swung his heavy sword to block, and suddenly there was a "bang, bang......" collision sound.

Although it was a fragment of a dragon egg, its hardness was simply jaw-dropping, and it was intact under the impact of my heavy sword, and after rebounding, it only changed direction, shattering the dense aquatic plants around it.

Qianlao hides in the ring, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about these dangers.

It was so excited that it even trembled and muttered:

"It's it...... White Dragon ......"

Hearing Qianlao's excited words, I took the time to look at the white dragon deity that had already appeared.

Despite my mental preparations, I was shocked for a long time.

This white dragon is the real dragon in my mind!

It was half-floating in the water, surrounded by a silver light, which looked to be at least ten meters long, and its whole body was covered with beautiful scales that shone with silver light, from the top of its head to three-quarters of the dragon's back, it was a supple and handsome silver whisker that swayed slightly under the water.

The dragon's head had two silver horns like deer, and at the moment its eyes were closed, and the long whiskers on both sides of its nose floated gently with its breathing.

Haven't woken up yet?

I was watching intently, when the words of the old man interrupted me again.

"Boy Li, take the opportunity to tie it around its neck with a dragon rope, as long as it is not thrown off for more than ten minutes or so, you can tame it!"

I asked, puzzled:

"Then what did you just feed it blood?"

The old man said without blushing:

"I've heard that this kind of divine beast will drip blood and confess its lord...... It seems that the little white dragon doesn't eat this set......"

I also dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so I could only pout helplessly.

Lifting the heavy sword, I quickly swam towards the white dragon in front of me.

The closer I got to the White Dragon Deity, the faster my heart beated.

This kind of divine beast always makes me feel sacred and undesecrated.

Let me tame it with a rope at this moment, and honestly, not with fear, but with a lack of faith.

I'm not the kind of person who is indecisive, and when I saw that the white dragon didn't open his eyes, I put away my heavy sword, picked up the dragon rope and jumped directly towards the white dragon's back.

As a result, just as I was halfway through the jump, I clearly saw the white dragon trembling all over.

Immediately after, its eyes opened instantly!

Ruby-like eyes, excited and vigilant staring ahead.

And I had no way to retreat, so I rode straight on its dragon's back, and in an instant, the white dragon began to shake violently as if it had been electrocuted, trying to throw me off.

The voice of the old man sounded anxiously in my head:

"Before it gets it, tie it around its neck!"

Although the white dragon trembled more and more, I still did as the old man said.

I grabbed its whiskers tightly with my backhand, and when I was about to use the rope, my body was already spinning around by it.

The little white dragon let out a distinctive "whoop" roar, as if to warn me not to infringe on it.

At this point, even if I let go, I have to be cleaned up by this little white dragon.

I gritted my teeth and grabbed its dragon whiskers and didn't let go, looking for opportunities as much as I could.

The little white dragon couldn't shake me off, so he began to carry me down the water as fast as possible.

The king of the sea, he simply doesn't know much about water.

I've never been so fast, never on land, and the water swished across my cheeks, barely keeping my eyes open.

All kinds of water monsters encountered along the way gave up escaping, trembling with fright, and bowed their heads.

I grabbed the dragon's whiskers in one hand and the rope in the other.

It's not very comfortable, but it's a person who has ridden a dragon anyway.

Taking advantage of its sudden rise and fall, I took advantage of this inertia to flick the dragon rope in my hand forward.

The rope was under the control of my mind, and the other end quickly went around its neck.

I seized the opportunity and reached out and grabbed it tightly.

Knowing that he was being tied, the white dragon roared angrily twice, and even spit out a dozen sharp icicles from his mouth.

After a closer look, I found that the breath that this white dragon spit out could freeze the surrounding waters into ice.

But I hid on its back, and no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't cure me.

In order not to be thrown off by it, I grabbed the rope tightly with both hands and tied a knot around my wrists.

Then he slowly knelt on the dragon's back, then slowly straightened up, and finally stood up directly.

(Good night)