Slay the dragon
This Jiaolong cultivation has obviously been forcibly promoted, and now it has not yet opened its spiritual wisdom. After receiving it, it wanted to kill the two reptiles that made it lose face. However, it clearly underestimated the two tiny humans in front of it. It gave up its superiority in the air and squeezed to the ground.
While he was concentrating on cleaning up Yang Yin, the weak seven inches spread out in Wang Huansheng's line of sight.
His eyes moved slightly, and he took out a small bottle of liquid from his bosom that had been close to him, and poured it all onto the micro-technology triangular special combat knife that was already glowing with a cold light. The green liquid dripped on the grass, and the blades of grass on the ground withered instantly.
Shaking slightly in the air twice, after the transparent liquid dried immediately, Wang Huansheng stared at Jiaolong and calculated, its movements changed.
Wang Huansheng appeared behind Jiaolong in a flash, stabbed into its thick skin, and the war knife in his hand turned sharply, carving out a big hole.
The blood is slightly oozing, and the toxin invades the body, but there is still a little time before the poison occurs.
At this time, the long knife in Yang Yan's hand slashed towards the dragon's head, not wanting the dragon to be in the air, and his body trembled violently. The blood red in his eyes instantly burned the plains, his expression was extremely hideous, and he turned around and attacked behind him.
Yang Yan's heart jumped, and when he looked in that direction, he saw the suddenly crazy Jiaolong almost desperately crashing towards Wang Huansheng, who was rushing away.
Wang Huansheng's face sank like water, and he leaned over to the side, but the speed of Jiaolong was too fast and hit his back fiercely. Wang Huansheng, who was in mid-air, was hit by this hit because he had no support, and immediately smashed to the ground.
Yang secretly mentioned that his throat was coming in an instant, and regardless of the danger, he galloped away, and his speed was forcibly increased several times. I saw that his eyes were blood-red, and his figure suddenly pulled out of the air.
Wang Huansheng was already seriously injured, and when he was hit like this, his bones were about to fall apart, and his aura could no longer gather. I can only watch it crash into the ground.
At the last moment, Yang Dian rushed in and grabbed in front of Wang Huansheng. Wang Huansheng hit Yang Dark's chest headlong, and Yang Dark, who was already seriously injured, was spurted on Wang Huansheng's head by a mouthful of blood from such a blow.
"Yang Dark!" Wang Huansheng's eyes were blood-red, the black aura in his eyes gradually diffused, and his body began to overflow with a strong resentment.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Yang opened his mouth secretly, as if he wanted to say something. However, the moment he opened his mouth, blood kept spilling out. Seeing this scene, Wang Huansheng's resentment was a little uncontrollable, as if he would riot at any time. His cultivation increased a lot in an instant.
In other words, that was his original cultivation. He was originally a dual cultivator of spiritual resentment, but after being forced out of his inner demon by Shengyuan, he sealed himself in order to maintain normalcy.
Wang Huansheng's eyes looking at Jiaolong revealed a hideous color. He exuded an aura of murder all around him. With a bloody face and a bloody coat, the gloom of Shura spreads. He was like a different person, with a cold face. The lazy aura faded away, and only the murderous aura remained on his body.
His cultivation stopped at the realm of Xuan Immortals.
Rare ghosts fell into the abyss, stirring up the eight worlds.
There are many ghosts in all aspects of the world, and the rarity points to a specific person. This person should be good at many aspects, otherwise how can he be matched with the word rare. Falling into the abyss means that after the ghost falls into the demon, his strength will skyrocket.
"Even the first immortals dare to make times. ”
Just when Jiaolong still wanted to attack, Wang Huansheng raised his hand, and the surrounding resentment turned into black lines, entangled Jiaolong.
The black line suddenly tightened, and no matter how the dragon writhed, the black line did not react.
black lines are connected to Wang Huansheng's wrist. He tugged at the black thread gently, his expression calm.
There are more and more black lines.
Wang Huansheng looked calm, and only nodded on the black line. Then, the dragon vanished, or rather disappeared. So far, Wang Huansheng has never moved his position at all.
This is the gap between Xuan Immortal and Chu Immortal.
Jiaolong was gone, but the black gas in Wang Huansheng's eyes gradually filled. The surroundings are also becoming more and more gloomy.
Suddenly, he felt a force tugging at his sleeve.
"I ...... cough cough cough ...... It's still there. ”
Hearing the familiar voice, the resentment on Wang Huansheng's body instantly calmed down, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down. When the resentment was completely dissipated, he could no longer support it and fell to the ground.
Yang Yan stretched out his hand to grab him and let him lean on himself.
"It's really worrying. Yang secretly hooked a smile, complaining in his mouth, but his eyes were full of soft color.
Then, he picked up the fainting Wang Huansheng and walked towards the direction of the water source little by little.
At this point, Ying Meng said to see, this is someone else's child and someone else's brother. Looking back and thinking about his sister flowers, there is nothing else except to grab food from himself. It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.
Yang Di walked along the dense density of the leaves and the more dense weeds on the ground, and also picked a lot of elixirs along the way.
The morning sun warmly sprinkled the earth, and Wang Huansheng, who had been in a coma all night, finally regained consciousness.
I really didn't expect that under the pursuit of Shengyuan Immortal Jun, he didn't fall into the demon in many crises, but now he was forced to fall by a dragon who forcibly mentioned the first immortal. It's ironic.
Sealed his cultivation back to the mortal immortal and checked his injuries. It was found that the liquid on the wound was almost dry.
Fortunately, it's just a demon, not a demon.
Falling demons breeds demons in the heart, and entering demons is nirvana after cutting despair and killing oneself in the past.
Has his influence been beaten......? Suddenly, he was startled and looked around for something. When I just saw Yang An, who was wearing shabby clothes, sitting cross-legged beside him, pranayama. He instinctively wanted to get up, but the movement hurt the wound. I heard him snort and fall down again.
Yang Dian tilted his head slightly, just in time to meet his stunned and confused gaze. The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.
Wang Huan coughed lightly and looked away. "It's a pity. There are so many treasures on the dragon, but now there is nothing left. ”
Yang Dianqing coldly handed Wang Huansheng some water, "It's okay." ”
Wang Huansheng sighed. "Where's Shadowman, it's her turn to shine. ”
Yang glanced at him helplessly. "Either you come and you won't come out, or you're still stuck in the woods. ”
Listen to the two men's descriptions of the creek. Shadow Dream's eyes flashed, wasn't that the stream where she had fainted? So the water they drink......
The two of them took the pill and waited for Shadow Dream while pranayama. I waited a lot, because it should have been two or three days. A smell came from the forest not far away. Wang Huansheng sniffed the fragrance, "It should be Yingmeng, she actually eats alone." Go and teach her a lesson. ”
However, fate is always so interesting. That burst of fragrance was the fish soup of Shadow Dream, but the person who was drinking the fish soup at this time was not Shadow Dream, but the group of people from the Southern Immortal Realm.
So the two groups of people were on the same page.
The two sides looked at each other like this.
"Total!"
"Dunjia!"
In a single face, Wang Huansheng and the leader of the other party recognized both sides.
Wang Huansheng grinned and said, "Look, who is this? Dun Jia, why is he still in Ling Immortal Realm after so many years?"
The other party glanced at it, and Wang Huansheng's eyebrows found a few traces of evil spirit, "I didn't expect Your Excellency to fall into the devil, and your cultivation will fall to the mortal immortal." I really didn't see that you were a ghost. ”
Wang Huansheng secretly took a sip, knowing that he would not cultivate himself back to the mortal immortal before. Otherwise, he kicked the groundhog's ass hard with his boot every minute.
Neither side actually knows the other person's real name, but there are many grievances between the two. That being the case, let's make a long story short.
It's probably Dunjia and Tongji, who despise each other after entering the fairy world, but no one can win anyone. Later, Dunjia chose to be loyal to Shengyuan and was sent to get rid of the unloyal Tongji.
To put it bluntly, let the general calculation fall into the demon first, and see if he is the person he is looking for, and destroy it. However, it didn't work.,I don't know for what reason.,I finally killed and didn't blacken and ran away.。 So the first task after Dunjia was effective was not completed, and he lost a lot of face. The two should be considered enemies.
Wang Huansheng turned his head and pulled Yang Dian who was dazed in his eyes and ran away. Although the other party ran away before he could make a move, it was very embarrassing, but he couldn't beat it.
Looking at the two people galloping away, everyone just wanted to chase them. Dunjia raised his hand to stop them. "He's already fallen into a demon, and it's only a matter of time before he falls into a demon, so there's no need to waste time. Let's go, don't delay the task of Lord Xianjun. ”