In the Xianyang Palace of Great Qin, there are thousands of palaces, and there is only one high-rise building. The building is nine high, with layers of arches, and three Jindan monks are stationed on each floor, plus hundreds of emperors, and tens of thousands of iron horsemen are on standby at any time. The roof of the building is adorned with immortal artifacts and stars that make countless heavenly immortals covetous. Illuminate the night in the sky of the Royal Palace, forever bright.

An old man with long eyebrows and cheeks, standing alone in the nine layers of picking stars, thousands of miles away, the wolf smoke has risen, the mundane under the mountain is not visible, and the king of the court can not sleep peacefully.

A person appeared from the shadow of the old man's feet, and said to himself, "The huge star-picking building, are you the only one who picks the star?" ”

The old man nodded undeniably, stretched out the window with his bare hands, and picked the stars with one hand. With the stars in his hand, the old man smiled and said, "When the stars fall, the people in the palace will not see the stars at night, and they will inevitably feel uneasy." But ten years later, when I looked up and asked the night, I felt that the stars in the sky were vast, and which star did not illuminate the night. ”

The black-robed man clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Xie teaches." ”

The old man who picked the star waved his hand and said, "Tell your master, in the next ten years, there will be one master of the two buildings in Daqin, and you must not be careless." As for the past years, he doesn't owe anything, those old accounts, the old man will leave it to him to settle slowly. ”

The black-robed man bowed goodbye and disappeared in an instant.

The old man who picked the stars watched the wolf smoke and beacon fire on a cold night for a long time, and suddenly the old tears were rampant, and he said a few times "I'm sorry." ”

Pull open the weaving of the stars in the sky, the smoke fairy robe drawn by the wind and rain of the four seasons, put the stars into the heart, close the eyes like a nap, and swim to the stream between time, down the stream, and see the beacon fire and wolf smoke again in decades. Suddenly, the sky shook, the stars dimmed by half, the human fairy robe was broken, and the four seasons on the clothes were only cold in winter. Three mouthfuls of blood hit the red and white jade building, the old man who picked the star stained his fingers with blood, left words on his robe, and every time he wrote a word, his body and soul were damaged, and the fairy clothes were difficult to inherit the heavens, and the burning turned into flying smoke.

Eight characters into the figure, the old man is already withered, sighing three times, swallowing his breath.

The star-picking building is closed, the world is cold, and the Xianyang is shaking.

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The illusory dragon body of the white dragon entwined Cangjin to death, and the sharp dragon claws pierced into Cangjin's chest, bringing out the dragon blood the size of beans all the way. One of the three heads of Cangjin was cut off, and the remaining two ended each other bit off each other's illusory spirits. The dragon's claws pointed upward, controlling all the water of the Qinghe River and flying into the air with it, spitting out the yin thunder rolling from his mouth, and encircling the remnants of the body with the water of the Qinghe, forcing the white dragon to break away from the cangjin.

Cangjin looked at the slightly embarrassed white dragon and laughed wildly, and the two dragon whiskers flew, "A dragon soul that doesn't even have a physical body, can only rely on the body of a child to survive, do you really have the soul of the dragon clan?" ”

The white dragon flicked its tail and whipped the gold out, "Look at your broken dragon body, what kind of deflated calf you are pretending, Uncle Ben, if I can't even handle you half a cripple, how embarrassed to go to see the master." ”

Cangjin's head shook, and the only remaining double skulls were divided into a dragon, filled with the stench of the swamp, and the huge dragon wings fanned up huge waves and pounced on Shentu Bai Xiao.

The white dragon smiled slightly, the illusory dragon had no worries on his face, and even said to himself, "Look at you, a deflated calf, you can't come out." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao pulled up Cangyu, held its huge python body with both hands, and threw it into Qinghe Town. Cangyu fell heavily to the ground, flicked it, and turned around in an instant to spew out a mouthful of python venom, falling into the wolf smoke. Shentu Bai Xiao stepped on the python body and ran all the way, and came to the head of the snake, billowing wolf smoke around his fists, and his fists turned into a long wind, like a precise cutting knife, cutting off the young horns of Cangyan.

The right arm clamped the huge python head under the armpit, let Cangwei struggle desperately, picked up Cangwei and lifted it above his head and smashed it on the ground, the strong python's body was bloody, and with the rumbling wail of the earth, he whipped the ground with a giant python like a whip.

The whistling wind overhead fell with the long river. Shentu Bai Xiao turned around and punched, the wind met the dragon wind, and most of the water in the green river evaporated in an instant. Although the swamp body Cangjin was bloated and moved, it did not appear sluggish at all, and appeared behind Shentu Bai Xiao in an instant, his claws folded into a cross in front of his sharp teeth, and the ancient dragon language was chanted in the air. When Shentu Bai Xiao turned around, he only heard the "Swamp Trace".

A majestic force erupted from the mouth of the golden dragon, and from the decaying mud of the four towers in the sky and the earth, it instantly wrapped and hardened Shentu Bai Xiao's limbs, and a pale green wood pierced through the different space. Cangjin said, "A pseudo-angry dragon kid asked me to use all the tricks at the bottom of the box, and I should be damn blind." ”

Pale green wood thorns scratched the space, and the space folded and shattered along the way, leaking a little bit of the scenery of the ancient world.

Just as the wooden thorn was about to penetrate Shentu Bai Xiao's head, an impatient voice came out of Shentu Bai Xiao's body, "Noisy, Bailong, you can't even solve this matter, you have to ask Uncle Ben to come out." ”

The white dragon snorted coldly, strangled Cangjin's neck, and said, "Nibelon, the thorn of the root, I can't hold it." Besides, what do you want to eat, you don't do anything every day, and you are worried about the little bit of blood in the young body. ”

A dragon that looked exactly like the white dragon crawled out of Shentu Bai Xiao's body and held the wooden thorn with one claw. In Cangjin's stunned eyes, he yawned and swallowed the Nibelon, the thorn of the root, into the solitary.

Then smash it, smash it, and say "The taste is okay, but it's just too little." When Uncle Ben followed his master to the ancient world, most of the Nibelon roots were gnawed off by me. ”

Cangjin's expression was a little broken, and then he quickly calmed down and asked, "What kind of dragon are you two?" Why have I never heard of it? ”

The white dragon knocked on the skull of Cangjin with the shortest joint of his claw and said, "Born chaotic, the world is divided into heaven and earth, where there is yin and yang, and where there is light, there is darkness." There is the white dragon who I am dedicated to protecting the young master, and there is the black dragon who wants to steal some of the young master's blood every day. ”

Cangjin's head was knocked a little short-circuited, and he couldn't help asking, "Why is the white dragon blood-colored and the black dragon white?" ”

The black dragon glanced at him, and then swallowed the ten thousand years of soil that wrapped Shentu Bai Xiao's limbs into Duzhong, and also took a few wisps of blood from the place where the white dragon was bitten.

The white dragon exploded, threw the gold in his hand to the ground at will, and instantly lifted the black dragon's neck, "If you dare to steal it again, I will kill you with a sword for the master." ”

The black dragon yawned indifferently and said, "Extinguish, extinguish, you are my yang, I am your yin." How can you still live if I'm dead? ”

The white dragon kept hammering the black dragon's head, and then he grabbed the body of Cangjin and slammed it to the ground one by one.

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After searching all the wreckage in Qinghe Village, Qian Yecao finally found Li Longshi who was dying in the corner. Fortunately, the dragon stone under him only suffered a skin injury, and his name is quite worry-free. Seeing this situation, Qian Yecao seemed to understand a little bit, the human flavor that Granny Shen said. He raised his hand and poured spiritual power into Li Longshi's wound, and when he saw the boy wake up, he covered his eyes and said, "It's okay, I'll take you home." ”

Longshi looked up weakly, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about my mother?" ”

Qian Yecao patted Long Shi on the shoulder and said, "In order to save you, I died." ”

Long Shi Muleng nodded, and finally opened his eyes and looked at Qian Yecao in despair.

Qian Yecao pointed into the distance and said, "Your brother Bai Xiao is still alive, but the situation is very critical." I'll send you out now, and I'll go and save him. ”

Long Shi nodded, then broke away from Qian Yecao's arm and hid in the corner under his mother, "You go and save Brother Bai Xiao, I'm hiding here It's okay." ”

Qian Yecao saw the young man's stubborn and serious appearance, so he had to instruct, "Don't come out if anything happens." ”

Long Shi nested in the corner, blood flowed from Aunt Li's broken back, ticking and falling on Long Shi's shoulder, Long Shi forcibly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his fingers hooked his mother's pale fingers, and silently recited in his heart, "My mother said that I am a big child, I must be as strong as my brother, not afraid, not afraid." ”

The green light in the gravel pile was magnificent, and a small young bud broke through the ground, several meters long in a few breaths, and the fluorescent light in the palm of the Qian night grass sprinkled, and the vines rose to the sky, spreading all the way to the east.

In an instant, a dangerous smell came out, and Qian Yecao subconsciously rose to the sky under his feet, pulling dozens of meters high. Two pale blades whizzed by. The wind cut the grass, and the Tongtian Teng, which spread for several meters, was shattered with the wind, and the aftermath of the blade made Qian Yecao frightened. The sky under his feet was broken, and Qian Yecao's palms slapped in the air, and he shook back with spiritual power, which was able to stabilize his body.

The space fluctuated like water ripples, and the shadow mantis scythe went straight into the waist of Qian Yecao. As the giant twin scythes sliced through the skin, several sparks erupted from the ground, entangling every joint around the Shadow Mantis's body.

Qian Yecao lowered his palm, leaking countless transparent and tiny seeds in his palm, and as soon as the autumn wind passed, it was sprinkled between heaven and earth. No matter how fast you are, even if you travel through space with your talent, as long as you can see it with my naked eye, you are in prison. The carapace on the back of the Shadow Mantis protruded with countless tiny spikes, tickling against its back.

Qian Yecao pinched the trick in his palm, and an incomparably thick siege tree grew from the ground, and the body and the giant tree fell towards the Shadow Mantis together. The Shadow Mantis was in a hurry, turned around, the carapace behind it opened, and with a bang, the Shadow Mantis was knocked out, and the earth within a radius of several meters was shattered, but there was no trace of the Shadow Mantis.

Qian Yecao instantly bowed his head, and slapped the ground under his feet, the surging spiritual power lifted the earth, and all the objects within ten meters around him flew out, and in the space above his head, the shadow mantis just handed out the giant scythe, and his body was shaken. Qian Yecao chuckled at the corner of her mouth. A sliding step came to the head of the Shadow Mantis, and another palm hit the head. The Shadow Mantis had never met such an opponent, as if everything he had done was known, and he was terrified, and he couldn't care about anything, and the double sickle automatically took off and protected his head. The meaning of space in the demon pill was exhausted, disturbing the qi of heaven and earth, making the surrounding body dozens of meters filthy, trying to cut through the space, attracting a bit of the power of the ancient world, and suppressing the spiritual power in Qian Yecao's body.

Qian Yecao sacrificed the spiritual mountain in the body, and the thousands of trees on the spiritual mountain exuded a faint vitality, resisting the power of the ancient world that came across the border. I saw that there was a wooden mansion on the Ling Mountain, and there were tens of millions of green-clothed children in the house, each setting off, and all the trees and vines on the Ling Mountain were inextricably linked, and they worked together to move out a green wooden sword, and as soon as the wooden sword came out, the shadow mantis that was already known for its sharpness was also numb in its head armor, and it almost wanted to go away.

Suddenly, a breath of fear moved its heart, and when it looked back, in the same dark corner, a poor child covered his mouth with one hand, and shook his mother's arm slightly with the other, praying that God would bring her back to life.

The Shadow Mantis jumped into the space, and when it came out again, the blade was already on Li Longshi's neck.

When Qian Yecao's magic weapon Qingqiong, which had been cultivated in the Lingshan Ancestral Hall for decades in his body, fell into the palm of his hand and pointed at the Shadow Mantis, he saw the young Longshi stupidly holding his mother's hand and waiting for a miracle to come, unaware that the blade was already on his neck.

The green dome flashed, and Qian Yecao disappeared in an instant. The Shadow Mantis panicked, its blade glaring through the dragonstone's skin, and was about to stab into its delicate neck, only to slam into its broad chest. When the Shadow Mantis came back to its senses, it was Qian Yecao who was pierced by the blade, and he couldn't help but laugh wildly. Throwing away the stunned dragonstone with his hand, his ugly cheeks opened wide, and he wanted to devour alive the person who had brought it too many surprises.

Li Longshi struggled to get up from the ground, and his mother's desperate eyes stared at him, "Run, run." ”。 The young man didn't run away, didn't even hesitate, picked up a wooden stick casually, and with all his strength, hit the sharp mouth that bit Qian Yecao's neck aside.

The Lingshan Wood Mansion in Qian Yecao's body has been broken, and the aura is overflowing. With his last strength, he pressed one palm on the head of the Shadow Mantis, and the other palm gently stroked the dragonstone's head.

When he raised his hand again, Qing Qiong was already in the palm of his hand, straight into the heart of the Shadow Mantis, and took out the demon pill.

Qian Yecao touched Longshi's face and said, "Live, whether you are an immortal or a god in the future, don't forget to eat the taste of fireworks in this world." ”

Li Longshi stood in place, at a loss, and could only hold Qian Yecao's wound and cry.

When Qian Yecao was dying, she gently stroked the corners of Aunt Li's eyes, so that the woman who was worried about her son's death and didn't dare to blink her eyes closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Then the Shadow Mantis Demon Pill was smashed into the dragon stone body together with the green dome that had lost most of it, and when the boy died and came back to life in pain on the ground, Tong Tian Teng quietly wrapped around the boy's ankle and threw the boy into the cocoon.

As Qian Yecao's eyelids closed, the green cocoon was also ejected out, heading for a future that no one knows.