Chapter 228: Turning into a Dragon

After solving Bi Shan and Wen Cang, Wang Ming motioned to Zhong Wu and the others to take a look at Qiu Yi and Xiao Huatong's situation, and he sensed it a little, then took a deep breath, soared into the air, and went straight into the green clouds!

"Come out!" Wang Ming, who was standing on the top of the clouds, had an extremely solemn expression and shouted at the empty sky.

From the very beginning, he felt that something was secretly staring at him, until just now, after Wang Ming disintegrated Wen Cang's cold flame, the strange flame was instantly decomposed, and it seemed to be integrated into this world, and then he was able to completely control the heaven and earth aura of the holy mountain, this connection was very strange, but at the same time, he also clearly felt that there was indeed something inside this holy mountain that had been peeping at him.

"Don't hide, I know you're still there, and you've always been there!" Wang Ming's right hand was raised slightly, and the red lotus karmic fire burned quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Hmph!" A cold snort suddenly exploded in Wang Ming's heart, causing Wang Ming's body to fluctuate for a while, and it was not easy to stabilize.

A flock of birds fluttering their wings reached a higher place above Wang Ming from the bottom of the holy mountain in an instant!

For a while, the storm surged!

The cloud tornado, which is 100 kilometers long in diameter, quickly took shape with the holy mountain as the center, and the mighty coercion made the birds and beasts within a radius of thousands of miles crawl on the ground and tremble.

Wang Ming, who faced this coercion, was even more unbearable, and he couldn't control his body anymore and fell straight down!

Before he fell, he saw a flock of birds in the clouds, gathered into a behemoth, stretching their bodies wantonly in the clouds.

It was a dragon, a snow-white dragon.

"Stand up and talk to me again!" The sound was like rolling thunder, and everyone in Akiti Village shook like a gourd rolling on the ground.

And Wang Ming, on the other hand, was formed into a large character shape, and was firmly embedded in the soil by an invisible coercion.

The birds, or the dragon, stared him to death.

Wang Ming couldn't figure out why it suddenly became like this, but he had a faint guess, but first he had to be able to speak, and now he couldn't even breathe.

"Rubbish!" was another shock, if it weren't for the fact that this place was a holy mountain with a special geographical location, I am afraid that it would not have been directly landslided.

A crackling bean-like sound sounded from Wang Ming's body, and the shock made him shatter his bones!

The piercing pain made Wang Ming almost faint, but for some reason, Wang Ming vaguely felt that this kind of pain of broken bones seemed to have been experienced before, which was one of the reasons why he did not faint.

"You... But... It's just a prisoner!" The bones were shattered, Wang Ming couldn't even make a sound, he could only stare at his eyes, his face was hideous, and his eyes conveyed his disdain.

Yes, disdain.

He understood that if the dragon wanted to kill him, he would have done it a long time ago, but he never did it, but only made himself more and more unbearable, it seemed that he wanted to destroy him in his mind, and in this case, he couldn't let it succeed!

"Yang Jian didn't dare to say this!" With a loud thunderclap, a giant claw with a length of ten meters fell from the sky.

At the same time, a sword roar sounded in Wang Ming's heart lake, and the sound of the sword roared penetrated the world!

The rapidly falling claw hesitated for a moment, then retracted into the cloud.

Wang Ming knew the primordial spirit in the sea, and quietly held the finger in his left hand, and his thumb was on the hilt of the sword, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

A huge suction force pulled Wang Ming up, his bones were shattered, and his soft body twisted into a ball like noodles.

In the sea of clouds, Wang Ming saw a young man in white clothes and white hair with a strange mark on his forehead.

"You are the Sword Spirit?" Wang Ming said curiously.

"How could I be that thing, what sword in this world deserves to be my sword spirit?" the man said disdainfully.

"But aren't you still trapped here?" Wang Min smiled.

"It's just a momentary miss. The man in white waved his sleeves and sat down cross-legged.

Then he looked at Wang Ming, who was almost a meat ball in front of him, and seemed to think it was too much of an eyesore, so he waved his sleeves, and suddenly, Wang Ming was like a balloon that had been blown up, and his body suddenly straightened, and his bones were repaired in an instant.

"Thank you!" Wang Ming thought of the chest that had just been dented by Bi Shan's sword, and it seemed that this person had made a move behind his back.

"Don't think too much, I just saw that you were too much of an eyesore, and I just wanted you to feel like getting out, but I didn't expect you to give birth to so many things. The man in white seemed to see Wang Ming's thoughts.

"I didn't expect that this sword would actually recognize you as the master, looking like you can't carry it on your shoulders and can't lift it in your hands, could it be that the talents in the outside world are dead?"

Wang Ming opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he was interrupted.

"Even if you are the master of this sword, it is not so easy to control me, I am not a sword spirit, I will not be at your mercy, so you should die of this heart as soon as possible!" said the man in white arrogantly.

Wang Ming opened his mouth wide, this information is too powerful, and the person in front of him is too, he didn't ask anything, he just finished talking by himself.

"In other words, you have to obey me?" the corners of Wang Ming's mouth curled slightly.

"You don't know?" the man in white was also a little strange.

"What should I know?" Wang Min asked rhetorically.

"You don't know where this sword came from?" said the man in white strangely.

"I don't know. ”

"I'm angry old man, is this sword brain broken!" said the man in white through gritted teeth.

"I'm about to leave this place, senior, don't worry!" Wang Ming said, the moment he was able to manipulate the Red Lotus Karma Fire, he felt a force calling for him and trying to pull him away from this place, but he didn't respond to this force because he still had something to deal with.

"The senior just said that you are not a prisoner, so you are the jailer here?" asked Wang Ming.

"Jailer, the three-eyed guy did ask me to do this, but I didn't bother to pay attention to him. The man in white said.

"That junior has something to ask for, if the senior can agree, then I will promise the senior, and never do anything inappropriate to the senior!" Wang Ming arched his hand.

"What can you do to me?" the man in white did not take Wang Ming's promise seriously.

"For example..."Wang Ming's eyes rolled, and the man in white suddenly stiffened, with a solemn expression.

"How is it possible, how long have you only been getting this sword!!" the man in white looked incredulous.

"So, are you willing?" said Wang Ming.

"Something. ”

"I implore my seniors to be jailers for a while!" Wang Ming said.

"I won't do this kind of bullshit thing, boy, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you people, that's it, you can't be saved, give up!" said the man in white with a wave of his hand.

"Then I'll take a step back and implore my seniors to protect this group of people on the holy mountain at this time, and I'll solve the rest by myself in the future!" Wang Min thought for a while and said.

"Oh, what do you want to do?" said the man in white with interest.

......

After a long time, Wang Ming communicated his thoughts to the man in white.

"Okay, just do as you say, and then you can get out of here!" The man in white didn't want to see Wang Ming.

"Thank you, senior!" Wang Ming shook his head to the end, and then his figure gradually dissipated.

The force that called him was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't stop any longer.