In the silent and dark Mount Tai, a dazzling blue light was like a river roaring, Ying Xiaochuan slowly took off into the air and flew to the same height as Ao Ling.

Ao Ling, whose scales were touched, was larger than before, and the huge dragon head towered into the sky, covered by clouds, and she didn't even move, reaching a height of several hundred meters.

Ying Xiaochuan was covered in blue light, looked at Ao Ling's red eyes, and said eagerly: "Ao Ling, wake up quickly, I am Ying Xiaochuan----"

"You're not, Brother Ogawa is dead. ”

Ao Ling screamed, big tears of blood flowing from her eyes.

Every blood and tear is like a big snowball, falling from the sky and overwhelming the mountains and seas.

"It's dead...... Gone......"

"Ah----h

Ao Ling raised her head to the sky and let out a long roar, with an extremely sad emotion.

Whoa----

The clouds were thick, the bright moon was masked, and the color of the night suddenly changed from dim to invisible.

The wind howled, as if in response to Ao Ling's mournful roar, and the sky began to rain heavily, these rains were bright red, like the water of the heavenly river, constantly washing and washing away this sinful world.

The pain of the dragon, heaven and earth mourn together.

Her scarlet bloody eyes looked at Ying Xiaochuan condescendingly, because of the long-term grief, Ao Ling's longan was red and swollen, the scales were glowing, the lacrimal glands were oozing blood, and the tears were even more red.

"Everybody, you have to die. ”

The dragon's unique sense of coercion then dispersed, and the voice was still Ao Ling's voice, but it was full of violence and anger, and the huge crystal dragon claws shrouded directly at Ying Xiaochuan's location.

Rumble----

A nameless mountain behind Ying Xiaochuan exploded and shattered, and the endless earth and rocks shattered and fell apart.

Not far away, Wen Yingying, Li Mian, and Sun Wukong looked at the scene in front of them with shocked eyes, and the three of them all had a trace of fear in their hearts.

The dragon clan is the most blessed race in the world, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, walking clouds and rain, the body is hard, and wearing gold cracked stones.

Ao Ling's dragon claw actually smashed a mountain.

"Ao Ling, do you really not know me?" Ying Xiaochuan asked out loud as he dodged that claw.

"Roaring ----"

Ao Ling answered Ying Xiaochuan's question with an angry roar, and when he opened his mouth, there was a cloud of yin blue light.

It was dragon's breath, with an extremely cold temperature, as if it were about to freeze the place.

Ordinary dragons only have one attribute, such as fire dragon, water dragon, and thunder dragon, but Ao Ling is a golden dragon, the emperor of the dragon clan, proficient in all attributes, but what she is best at is water, and what Ao Xue is best at is fire.

Ying Xiaochuan looked at Ao Ling with some sadness in his eyes.

Now Ao Ling's scales have been touched, driven by anger, and he can't control his body at all.

However, she became like this because of herself after all......

Ying Xiaochuan was in a turbulent mood and sad and complicated.

He was very sad, Ao Ling cared too much about himself, and was deeply stimulated by the scene that happened in front of him.

Wen Yingying may be like this, but not as deep as Ao Ling.

"You touched the scales for me, and I will surely bring you to your senses. Ying Xiaochuan looked at Ao Ling and said in a low voice.

After the clothes on his upper body were swallowed alive by the black dragon, they were all corroded by the stomach acid in his stomach, and only a few strands of torn clothes were left to cover his body.

At this moment, he tore off all the torn cloth, revealing his emaciated, but well-defined upper body.

The blue light was pervasive, and the dragon's groans rose loudly under the skin.

In Ying Xiaochuan's eyes, there was also a black flame jumping, and the color of his flame heart made people feel their eyeballs sting when they looked at it.

"Nine Yin Fire. Ying Xiaochuan said softly.

In an instant, the black flames jumping in his eyes appeared directly in Ying Xiaochuan's palm, constantly changing various shapes.

The color of the Nine Yin Flames, after fusing with the ancestral dragon's essence blood, changed from dark green to purebred black, like the Amaterasu fire that burned everything in the world.

"Go. ”

As soon as Ying Xiaochuan's mind moved, the Nine Shadows Flame turned into an afterimage, and swept straight towards the Kuishui Dragon Breath.

Rumble----

At the moment of contact, the water and fire continued to explode, half of the sky was filled with a blazing heat wave, and the other half of the sky was a rushing black river.

In the end, the black water disappeared, and was melted by the Nine Yin Fires.

"This is ---- Brother Xiaochuan's Nine Yin Fire?"

Looking at the black flames around Ying Xiaochuan, Ao Ling's eyes were dull for a moment, but in the next second, he became even more angry, and roared angrily: "How can you have Brother Xiaochuan's Nine Yin Fire?"

Ying Xiaochuan still smiled and said softly: "Because, I am your brother Xiaochuan." ”

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

Ao Ling kept shaking the huge dragon head, emotional, and her voice was even more up-and-down: "This is fake, the whole world is fake---- you are all lying to me!"

At this time, Ao Ling's body has been sinking, constantly sinking.

It's like being immersed in a bottomless pitch-black abyss, with no sound at all, just an endless starry sky.

She had dream after dream, sweet dreams and nightmares.

"My name is Ao Ling, and I have been your subordinate from today on. A girl with long hair in white said with a smile, that day, the sun was warm.

Every time they met, every time they said, they were clearly imprinted in Ao Ling's mind, and she couldn't help but smile.

After getting along for a long time, she got used to the days with him.

Let's be together like this, have his days, and every day is Valentine's Day.

However, the good times did not last long, and a woman with whom he had a fateful fate appeared.

She looked at them with a smile, everyone had their own little secrets in their hearts, and she finally mustered up the courage to share her little secrets, but before she could speak, she put it away again, and hid it deeper in her heart.

One of them used a flute and the other used leaves, and they played a song of phoenix seeking phoenix, shocking the land of China.

She watched from afar, not knowing whether to be happy for them or sorry for herself, and she sighed.

"You and Sister Wen are really made in heaven. ”

"You want to be happy. ”

It was her last prayer, full of joy and bitterness.

I don't know who said that if you learn to bless at any time, you will truly understand love.

Sometimes, maturity only requires a sentence of 'you want to be happy'.

"You're damned, I'm going to eat your ----"

A black dragon opened its bloody mouth and swallowed him alive in one gulp.

She stared blankly at all this, but couldn't stop it.

Her heart was pounding, faster and faster, fast enough to jump out of her throat.

The heart is like a knife, and the vision is blurred.

The stars moved around her, and she was immersed in her own world.

It's like a person who has been buried in a big cocoon, protecting itself.

However, the picture of eating him in a big gulp still haunted her like a ghost.

Her whole body was covered with dragon scales, one of which was extremely blood-red.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill that black dragon and kill everything!

"Ah......h

In the darkness, she screamed angrily.

The golden dragon outside also roared.

It was in pain and angry, and the color of the reverse scale became more red, and from the reverse scale, a drop of red blood flowed.

Her pupils were fixed on Ying Xiaochuan again, more angry and hateful than before.

She opened her mouth and sucked hard.

"Hoohoo Hoo ----"

Suddenly, a huge wind force spit out from Ao Ling's mouth, the earth and stones flew everywhere, and the big trees were uprooted.

Ying Xiaochuan was also blown up by this huge wind, and went straight to Ao Ling's mouth.

She stared at Ying Xiaochuan deadly, her eyes not fluctuating.

Ying Xiaochuan didn't speak, and looked at Ao Ling's dragon eye.

He was sucked in front of Ao Ling by the wind, and his voice gradually turned cold.

"Do you hate me?"

Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then yelled.

"Roaring ----"

Deafening, with infinite rage.

The hurricane became more violent, but it changed direction and no longer sucked him, but in the opposite direction, Ying Xiaochuan was vigorously blown away.

He hit a tree trunk, and with great force, Ying Xiaochuan slammed into a mouthful of blood.

But soon, he got up again, raised his head, and looked at Ao Ling with sad eyes.

Then, the blue light in his whole body also disappeared little by little, and he put away all his strength.

The current Ying Xiaochuan is just an ordinary person, looking at Ao Ling in the sky.

One is born with divine power, riding the wind and rain, and the other is mortal with the naked eye, and there is no chicken in his hands.

It is clear which is strong and which is weak.

"Why did ---- Xiao Chuan put away his strength?" Wen Yingying's face changed drastically behind her, and she asked anxiously.

However, Ying Xiaochuan did not respond, looked at Ao Ling in the sky calmly, and said, "Since love gives birth to hate, then ---- do it." ”

Ao Ling stared blankly, and after a while, she became even more angry.

"Roaring ----"

The angry dragon roared one after another, and Ao Ling reached out a dragon claw and stabbed at Ying Xiaochuan's chest.

Ying Xiaochuan slowly closed his eyes, raised his arms slowly, and waited for Ao Ling's dragon claws to stab.