Wu Yi still remembers that on the wide city wall of Kyoto, the ruffian dragon was ready to take advantage of the opportunity of his fierce battle with Ao Guang to occupy his body, but the demonic qi escaped, and almost completely wiped out the ruffian dragon.

Originally, he thought that the Soul Eater Bead could suppress the old man with the white beard, but he didn't expect that it would be useless at all, he exhausted his mental strength, and the demonic qi that he could barely suppress with his bloodline divine power was in the hands of the old man with the white beard, and he became a small loach, and he couldn't make any big waves, and finally introduced the old man with the white beard into his sea of divine consciousness, and the result really became a fire and self-destruction.

"Your grandfather's, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe that you old gang have no way at all, the big deal is to die together!" Wu Yi gritted his teeth and directly invaded his mind into the Soul Eater Bead, wanting to help the Soul Eater Bead get rid of the seal of the nine relics and stimulate more demonic energy, once the Soul Eater Bead regains its freedom, with the strength of the white-bearded old man, it will definitely be difficult to compete.

However, the white-bearded old man knew the origin of the Soul Eater Bead very well, and was also very familiar with this Buddhist relic, so he didn't give Wu Yi this opportunity, and his eyes reflected a brilliant golden light, like the noon sun, dazzling, directly shrouded in the Soul Eater Bead, isolating all the power of divine consciousness, and at the same time, there were words in his mouth, as if he was chanting an ancient incantation, Wu Yi only felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, his whole body was no longer under his control, the blood was retrograde, and a faint golden glow was flickering, and finally slowly separated from Wu Yi's body and was suspended in the air, everything was exactly the same as what Song Qingmu had just happened, but the process was a little slower。

"Boy, when you were still in your mother's womb, the old man was already the supreme party who moved the world, with your mind and experience, if you want to play these little tricks in front of the old man, it is the real class to get the axe, your whole life is waiting for this moment, help the old man to ascend to the fairy world, everything is already decided, don't struggle anymore, give up!" The white-bearded old man's voice echoed in Wu Yi's soul, as if with a magic power, impacting his last trace of clarity.

Wu Yi opened his eyes with great effort, and scolded angrily: "Ruffian Dragon, how did you become a shrinking turtle at this critical moment, Lao Tzu was destroyed, can you continue to survive?"

This guy is too unauthentic, since he entered the Flame Mountain, he has not moved, he doesn't know anything, and at this moment of life and death, he still doesn't show up, he doesn't know what he's tossing, and he doesn't give him any advice and support.

"Oh, your sea of divine consciousness is still weird, you didn't even notice it to the old man, it's interesting, it's really interesting!" The white-bearded old man was originally bent on refining golden blood, and when he noticed Wu Yi's divine thoughts, he immediately stopped, waved his hands, set off a hurricane, the fog was blown away, and everything was revealed, including the ruffian dragon.

Since the last time he was eroded by the demonic qi, the ruffian dragon's body has been almost transparent, and his spiritual power has been greatly weakened, with the lesson of that time, Wu Yi has always been very wary of him, even if he concluded a divine soul contract, it did not give him any benefits, and he is still very weak, seeing that he can't hide it, he can only jump out, and said with a little weakness: "The deity is just waiting for the best time, you kid is anxious, this time it is completely exposed." ”

"I'll wipe it, Lao Tzu is about to be squeezed dry, you still have to wait for the best time, wait for a yarn!" Wu Yi shot back unceremoniously, he wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense anyway.

"Tsk...... Where is the old man sacred, it turned out to be the famous evil king of the dragon clan back then, it is really where we don't meet in life, you and I can actually meet in the sea of divine consciousness of a human youth, I am afraid that I will not be able to cultivate such an opportunity for thousands of years or ten thousand years!" The expression of the white-bearded old man suddenly became a little hideous, although the speed of speech was not fast, but every word contained endless anger, which could erupt at any time.

Wu Yicong saw the white-bearded old man, and never found that he had such violent mood swings, it seems that everything before was not taken to heart by him, until the appearance of the ruffian dragon, he was really excited, looking at this expression, he must have met an old acquaintance, this guy is really powerful, he can meet acquaintances anywhere, and he has a grudge against him, no wonder he has been hiding and does not dare to show up, just for fear of being noticed by the white-bearded old man, but he was forced out by himself.

"Huh...... Everyone is sympathetic to each other, so don't mention those old things, seriously, the title of the evil king, the deity is about to forget. The ruffian dragon snorted and subconsciously dodged back, which was completely instinctive and useless.

"You will forget, I dare not forget, the shame of the year almost ruined my life, these thousands of years, I don't think about you all the time, I want to set foot in the fairy world, to find you a blood shame, if you don't have this belief, I'm afraid that under the thunder bombardment, it will have long been wiped out and turned into nothingness. The muscles in the white-bearded old man's face twitched, and his teeth were about to crush.

The ruffian dragon's long beard raised slightly, and said shamelessly: "In this way, if you don't have the deity, you can't get to this point today, the deity is your great benefactor, martial arts cultivation is like sailing against the current, a small blow, just to let you thrive, you understand this truth a little late, but it's too late, everything still has a chance, work hard, and the future is bright." ”

"Hmph...... A small blow, at the competition and recruitment conference in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, I was the ultimate winner, but I didn't expect you to suddenly appear, trample me under the eyes of everyone, kidnap my fiancée, ruined her reputation, swore not to marry for life, and finally ended up depressed, this blood feud in your eyes, is it still a small blow?" The white-bearded old man suddenly made a move, detained the ruffian dragon in front of his eyes, and asked angrily.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... You are a lot older, can you not be so excited, the deity was just a joke back then, she didn't even move her fingers, really, absolutely didn't move, lifted the hijab, saw the average appearance, and sent it back to you. The ruffian dragon's soul trembled, and he almost collapsed, so he quickly explained.

However, this explanation undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and the white-bearded old man waved his hands and directly crumpled his soul body into a ball, tied two dead knots, and then stepped on his feet, as if this was the only way to vent the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for thousands of years.