Why did Kong Ming do this? What exactly does he want to do? The man knew that everything Kong Ming did had an inevitable reason and purpose, but he really couldn't figure out what kind of purpose he needed to send out a magic dragon crystal!

That's a magic dragon crystal! A dragon crystal that can forcibly extend the life of any creature by 10%! For people, it is a treasure that directly extends life for ten years!

In this world, I don't know how many people are desperate to pursue the path of immortality in order to prolong their lives. In the years of history, countless people were obsessed with the power of the Demon Dragon Crystal, but the number of Tyrant Dragons was too rare, and its power was too strong, with the power of human beings, it was difficult to obtain a piece of it with great resources.

And once the dragon is really killed and the magic dragon crystal is obtained, it will inevitably cause countless bloody disputes, because there is only one magic dragon crystal, and there are countless people who want to live for ten more years. Selfishness, greed, lust, killing, everything will arise from this. Therefore, in the world, once the magic dragon crystal appears, it is bound to be a sky-high price. Eyes from all sides will gather, and countless powerful wrists will be stretched out in secret.

So that little piece of crystal, in addition to the powerful life force, also buried the root of all the evil in human nature. Therefore, even a man can't understand why Kong Ming would give such a valuable thing to this old man on Fengqi Mountain. However, Jiang Shang just looked at the magic dragon crystal quietly, the look between his eyebrows was a little extraordinary, and the moment he first touched the luster of the demon dragon crystal, he was indeed shocked, but compared to the unknown person, he was still much calmer. Maybe it is true that he has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he has seen all kinds of winds and waves. So the look of shock flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he went. It's just that his gaze has been fixed on the magic dragon crystal, and even in the moment that no one can detect, even the ancient pupils tremble faintly.

At that moment, Jiang Shang's expression seemed to change as a whole person, but the unknown person in the deep shock did not notice this strange change. After a while, Jiang Shang reached out and closed the wooden box, covering it with a strange black luster, then raised his gaze, looked at the unknown person, and said softly: "Mr. Zhuge This gift, I'm afraid it's a little too valuable." "Old student, it's not appropriate to take it." Jiang Shang said, gently pushing the wooden box out half a foot until it was in front of the unknown person.

The unknown man glanced down at the wooden box placed in front of him, although his eyes were a little hot, he immediately got up and said to Jiang Shang. "Don't hide it from the old man, Kong Ming will give this gift, and I really don't know. But since I have been entrusted by him, I will deliver it to you. Now the gift has arrived, whether it is expensive or not, it is all yours of the old man. "So, please take it."

Jiang Shangjing looked at the unknown person who stood up, and only glanced at the gaze that revealed the dragon's face, as if he had seen through this man in a white robe and a mask. It seems that the unknown person does not know the details of this matter. So Jiang Shang stopped talking, bowed his head slightly, and accepted the gift.

The unknown person was still quietly observing the old man's expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Although looking at the wooden box containing the magic dragon crystal, he still felt a lot of heat, but after all, this was a gift entrusted by Kong Ming, as long as the old man was willing to accept the gift, in fact, it would be nothing for him, let alone feel sorry for Kong Ming.

Moreover, he still believed that since Kong Ming would send him thousands of miles away to deliver this Demon Dragon Crystal, it must have its important purpose and far-reaching significance. "Sincere and loyal to Your Excellency. This gift was accepted by the old student. Jiang Shangfu stared at the silent wooden box on the table again, raised his eyes to look at the unknown person, and said in a deep voice, "As for the value of the gift, please thank Mr. Zhuge for me." ”

"Definitely." The unknown man arched his hand and said. He remained in a standing position, with no intention of sitting down again. "Old sir. Now that the gift has been delivered and you have received it, then my mission is over. If it's okay, I'll retire next. The unknown man said, and turned and left. However, Jiang Shang spoke up and stopped him.

"Wait a minute." "Is there anything else the old gentleman is up to?" The unknown person looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, and asked respectfully. "Lao Sheng thought about it, after receiving such a valuable gift from Mr. Zhuge , I still wrote a letter to express my gratitude, and asked the knight to help me bring it back to Jinyuan for him along the way." Jiang Shang calmly looked at the unknown person and said. "Okay." The unknown man nodded and said. He thought about it, the old man had received such a heavy gift from Kong Ming, and it was indeed reasonable to write a letter, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Then please wait for me here for a while, let me go back to my room, and write a letter." After that, Jiang Shang got up, picked up the ancient cane of the sycamore that had been placed on the table, and slowly walked to his room in the temple. And the unknown man wearing the dragon mask was under the table again, looking at the tea on the table that had been cold, and waited quietly.

In less than three minutes, the door opened again, Jiang Shang held the ancient cane of Wutong in one hand and the envelope in the other, and slowly walked to the bluestone table. "There's a knight." Jiang Shang said, handing the letter in his hand and the entire dragon mask falling heavily like a cannonball to the open space of the earth. In an instant, a loud explosion broke out, and a large amount of sand, dust and smoke rose directly into the sky for tens of meters. The heavy body of the Tyrant Dragon smashed a huge crater in the hard ground under the impact of huge kinetic energy.

Its entire huge body more than 20 meters long was smashed into the hole, and under this terrifying fall, it was smashed to pieces. It wasn't until a moment later, when the behemoth's body stopped moving, that the people on the ground finally breathed with relief. At this point, all the tyrant dragons left on the battlefield of Lingcheng have fallen and died.

Yu Ji rode the White Night Dragon and flew slowly in the void, staring at the battlefield where the roar had finally stopped, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling extremely tired. On the dusty earth, the huge body of the Tyrant Dragon was already lying on the ground. Counting from the very beginning of the Tyrant Dragon, which was stabbed to death by countless people, a total of ten Tyrant Dragons died here, and the ground was covered with the corpses of ten Tyrant Dragons.

The tyrant who once soared in the sky to intimidate all things, after his death, also fell stiffly to the ground in all kinds of ugly and embarrassing gestures. Blown by the long wind, it made a sad sound of tearing. And the hot and noble tyrant's dragon blood also gurgled from the wound and soaked into the deep Mother Earth, to nourish the insignificant.

——Five miles east of Xianyang Palace, there is a huge gathering place of rivers and mountains. The ancient peaks of thousands of meters long stretch into mountains, and the rivers that flow through all parts of Qin and Chu converge into rivers. At sunset, the reflection of the mountains will be red like fireworks in the sunset, and the mirrors of the rivers will be covered with beautiful hoarfrost on the moonlit night.

When a long wind passes by, it will blow the pine forests in the mountains and set off gusts of pine waves. When the rainy season falls, it will dot the waves on the river, and there will be sparkling light and shadow. Here, this mysterious and colorful and picturesque place, is the famous military place in the history of Qin and Chu - Qianjiangling. With the pouring out of the last 250,000 expeditionary troops of Qin and Chu, the strongest military atmosphere of Qianjiangling has been dissipated.

Although there are still a large number of military relics left in the depths of the mountains surrounded by rivers, none of this is enough to affect the beauty of the mountain peaks and rivers. Gradually, Qianjiangling restored the long-lost harmony and tranquility. And at this moment, the mysterious man wearing a sackcloth cloak stood alone on the bank of the river, watching the willow trees and the wind swaying on the other side of the river.

In the afternoon, when the sun is lazy, the mountains and rivers begin to feel sleepy, and everything in the scenery becomes quieter. Only the egrets standing on the driftwood by the river, still lit the ripples on the surface of the river, and were singing leisurely. The mysterious man looked at them as if he was looking at another appearance, even if everyone slept peacefully with history and time, he had to drag his old body and wake up in this era of approaching storms.

Because he is, the "Night Watchman." "Looks like it's still early...... "The mysterious man sighed, and his withered body seemed to be about to fall into the wind." Let's just get some sleep here. As he spoke, the mysterious man turned around and walked slowly towards the pine forest on the mountain. But after taking a few steps, the mysterious man suddenly couldn't help but look back, looked at the calm and peaceful river, and sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity...... What a beautiful landscape in Qianjiangling. And Qianjiang, as if he understood the words of the mysterious man, secretly set off a layer of waves on the calm river surface, and made a faint sound of water flowing. However, the mysterious man listened to the call of the river, but he no longer stayed, sighed lightly, and walked towards the mountains and forests.

In fact, if a goshawk flies through the sky and looks down at the ground, you will find that this deep Yangtze River that surrounds the mountains is faintly outlined in the basin within thousands of meters. A "black" character. Because of this, a hundred years ago, this picturesque Qianjiangling was actually called Wujiangling. And this thousand rivers that gather countless rivers are actually originally called Wujiang.

Therefore, the place where the mysterious man arrived first at this moment is actually the place of fate written in Zhang Liang's prophecy - Wujiang! - Lingcheng Battlefield. Hell Rock Soul Lian roared loudly when he raised his head to the sky, and when he mentioned the only remaining strength in his body, his huge rock body was already covered with countless cracks, and it looked as if it would collapse when a gust of wind blew.

However, the Hell Rock Soul Lian Po endured the heavy injuries and stood firm on the ground with the body of the giant that was already crumbling. He desperately stimulated the remnants of his power, causing the meridian crevices throughout his body to continue to emit a vivid green light. And with that loud roar that resounded through the sky, the green light in his eyes fiercely locked onto the enemy who soared in the sky.

Then he jerked up two huge rock arms ten meters long, and with overwhelming force, he violently grabbed the tyrant dragon that was about to soar into the sky. The last tyrant dragon! At this time, Zhong Wuyan, who was standing on the shoulders of Hell Rock Soul Lian Po, immediately reacted. So before the giant's final furious assault was launched, she jumped down from his shoulder, and after a few bounce rounds, landed safely on the ground.

At the same time, the last Tyrant Dragon was letting out its final roar in midair. It swayed wildly with its massive twenty-meter-long body and flapped its two huge dragon wings with all its might, but no matter how much it struggled, it could not get rid of the two giant hands that grabbed its hind feet and tail. The two huge rocky palms clung to the Tyrant Dragon, and the power as heavy as a mountain poured down, no matter how desperate the Tyrant Dragon tried, it was destined to be unable to escape.

At this time, Lian Po, the Hell Rock Soul who stood up to the sky with a thirty-meter giant body, suddenly burst out with tremendous power from his arms, and then grabbed the twenty-meter long and ten-ton body of the Tyrant Dragon and violently shook it in the boundless void. The last tyrant dragon didn't react to anything at all, and his huge body was driven by a huge force and forcibly turned around in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the tranquil air in the sky was swirled into a terrifying huge wind current, and the Tyrant Dragon was dizzy in the agitation of the wind current, and he couldn't even let out a roar. But Hell Rock Soul Lian Po grabbed the body of the Tyrant Dragon like this, and forcibly swung around the sky three times. After three laps, the Tyrant Dragon had been spun to the point of almost fainting, and its body weighing tens of tons had been rotated by a tremendous force that had accumulated an incalculable amount of rotational kinetic energy.

And at this moment, the Hell Rock Soul Lian Po, who was wielding the Tyrant Dragon's body with great force, suddenly moved his arms down, and at the same time released his gripping hands. Allowing the Tyrant Dragon's body to be dragged by tremendous kinetic energy, the whole body fell like a cannonball in the open space of the earth. In an instant, a loud explosion broke out, and a large amount of sand, dust and smoke rose directly into the sky for tens of meters. The heavy body of the Tyrant Dragon smashed a huge crater in the hard ground under the impact of huge kinetic energy.

Its entire huge body more than 20 meters long was smashed into the hole, and under this terrifying fall, it was smashed to pieces. It wasn't until a moment later, when the behemoth's body stopped moving, that the people on the ground finally breathed with relief. At this point, all the tyrant dragons left on the battlefield of Lingcheng have fallen and died.

Yu Ji rode the White Night Dragon and flew slowly in the void, staring at the battlefield where the roar had finally stopped, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling extremely tired. On the dusty earth, the huge body of the Tyrant Dragon was already lying on the ground. Counting from the very beginning of the Tyrant Dragon, which was stabbed to death by countless people, a total of ten Tyrant Dragons died here, and the ground was covered with the corpses of ten Tyrant Dragons.

The tyrant who once soared in the sky to intimidate all things, after his death, also fell stiffly to the ground in all kinds of ugly and embarrassing gestures. Blown by the long wind, it made a sad sound of tearing.

(End of chapter)