The dragon of the candle stared at Song Yiyuan for a long time, maybe he had just woken up, his brain was not very bright, and there was some confusion in his eyes, and he finally seemed to remember something. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turned out to be you little doll, how can you sleep for a while and you will grow so big."

Song Yiyuan snorted, didn't look at him directly, and said, "You old bedbug, you can sleep for five hundred years in one sleep, which is enough for a mortal to be reincarnated several times." ”

Yang Meng scratched his head, and secretly wondered in his heart, which one is this singing, how is it different from what he imagined, as if these two guys seem to know each other.

The voice of the dragon with a candle like a bell sounded again: "You little doll, you are always neither big nor small, why did you come here again this time." ”

Song Yiyuan said: "I didn't come to look for you this time, you blocked my way, woke you up, just wanted you to make way." ”

"Oh?" The huge body of the dragon with the candle moved, and the mountains shook for a while, only to see a small green vortex appear in the air below the dragon head of the dragon with the candle, constantly rotating.

Song Yiyuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Thank you!" Without waiting for the Candle Dragon to speak, he led Yang Meng and swooped towards the whirlpool.

Song Yiyuan's speed was not slow, but the reaction of the dragon with the candle was even faster, a dragon claw appeared in front of the small whirlpool, just flicked his fingers slightly, and a gust of wind rose out of thin air, and Yang Meng and Song Yiyuan, who were rolling, retreated.

"Little doll, the old man can't let you in."

Song Yiyuan retreated a few feet away by the clouds before he could stabilize his body, and Yang Meng hugged Song Yiyuan's thighs even more so that he would not fall from the clouds.

"I said, you old bedbug, why are you always a good thing for bad people." Song Yiyuan saw that the plan to sneak in failed and couldn't help but say angrily.

The dragon of the candle shook his head and said slowly: "You little doll, you are so rude, I was ordered to guard this giant pillar of the sky, how can I let you enter it easily?" ”

"Inside the Heavenly Pillar?" Song Yiyuan said strangely: "Isn't this entrance the eastern foothills of Qishan Mountain?" ”

But the dragon of the candle said, "You know where this is, and how you came here to ask." The Chengtian Giant Pillar takes the entire eastern foothills of Qishan as the cornerstone, otherwise how can it hold up the sky? ”

Song Yiyuan suddenly realized, no wonder that for thousands of years, no one has ever entered the eastern foothills of Qishan Mountain, it turned out that after Nuwa made up the sky, she actually used the small world of the entire eastern foothills of Qishan as the foundation, and created this giant pillar of the sky, so as to stabilize the heaven and earth.

Song Yiyuan said in a deep voice: "In this way, you old bedbug will not give way no matter what." ”

The dragon of the candle looked at Song Yiyuan's suddenly gloomy expression, and said strangely: "What if you don't let me, do you still want to make two moves with the old man?" ”

Yang Mengguang easily repelled the two of them with just one finger of the giant dragon just now, and guessed that the strength of this candle dragon was far above Song Yiyuan, so he hurriedly pulled the corner of Song Yiyuan's clothes and said in a low voice: "I said, forget it, let's think of other ways." ”

Song Yiyuan frowned, stretched out his hand to open Yang Meng's hand, and said in annoyance: "I didn't let you fight him, you can do it, don't talk if you can't!" ”

Yang Meng shrank his head and kept silent, he was really kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Song Yiyuan pointed to the nose of the dragon with the candle and said loudly: "Old bedbug! We'll make two moves, but let's talk about it first, if I win, what should I say? ”

"Hahaha!" The dragon laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Little doll, the old man will use one hand this time, if you can force me to use the second hand, even if you win." Don't say that this is the eastern foothills of Qishan, even if you want to poke a hole again on this day, the old man will help you do it. ”

"Good! That's what you said! Song Yiyuan shouted, the Xuan Qi in his body rolled, and there was a rumbling sound like a thousand troops, the sky above his head suddenly turned black, and endless stars appeared in the sky out of thin air, circulating this Dao starlight, magnificent and mysterious.

Yang Meng looked at the change between heaven and earth stupidly, shocked, is this Song Yiyuan's strength? It's so powerful. However, the dragon of the candle just raised his head to look at the sky, and there was a smile in his eyes, and he muttered, "Faxiang? It's a little interesting, it turns out that this little doll has also practiced the immortal golden body, is it already a Da Luo Golden Immortal? ”

The mutation continued, behind Song Yiyuan, a huge golden shadow of a two-sided three-edged knife suddenly appeared, crisscrossing between heaven and earth, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, as if it was enough to cover the sky, the monstrous divine power spread, and the phantom of the two-sided three-edged knife slashed down towards the dragon of the candle, and suddenly, the mountains and rivers were broken, the stars were broken, and the divine soldiers descended from the sky, which could break the nine heavens and shatter the yellow springs below.

The dragon of the candle looked at the two-sided three-edged knife that was slashing at him, and did not show a trace of panic, but slowly raised the dragon claw to meet this divine weapon, the two huge energies collided together, and the mountains shook for a while, and the aftermath of the energy spread violently to all sides, Yang Meng had no resistance at all under such a powerful energy, and was shocked back and flew out directly.

Yang Meng let out a miserable scream, Song Yiyuan's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly urged the somersault cloud to fish Yang Meng back. Just this moment, but let the dragon of the candle find the right opportunity, the dragon claw clawed, "bang", the divine soldier shattered, turned into a little starlight and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Tsk," Song Yiyuan smacked his tongue and complained to Yang Meng: "It's your fault!" ”

Yang Meng lowered his head and didn't speak, he could only secretly sigh that his strength was too poor and dragged others back. Song Yiyuan saw Yang Meng's annoyed look, so he didn't say anything, just waved his hand and said: "Forget it, manly man, why do you look so miserable, anyway, even if it's not you, this trick is estimated to have nothing to do with the old bedbug." ”

The dragon with the candle laughed when he heard this: "You little doll, you finally told the truth. It's just that the old man didn't expect that you actually got the inheritance of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, are you the Erlang God in this life? ”

Song Yiyuan squinted his eyes and glanced at the dragon with the candle, "So what?" Anyway, I can't beat you, and you won't give way. ”

The dragon of the candle asked, "Do you want to continue?" ”

Song Yiyuan rolled up his sleeves and said with a big grin: "Fight, of course you have to fight!" If I can't beat you, I'll annoy you too. ”

The dragon of the candle said with a smile: "You little doll, ten years ago, the old man had already made an exception for the sake of your brotherhood, why should you be so persistent this time." ”

Yang Meng was already confused when he heard it on the side, what Erlang showed his saint and true monarch, what kind of brotherhood and brotherhood, how did the style of painting change abruptly, and it was completely irrelevant......