He was a very small crocodile, born with a strange disease, and no matter how much he ate or how many years passed, he was always only about three feet long.

His father had been so sad about this illness that a crocodile more than three feet long could be the heir to the Great River Basin? Fortunately, although his body does not grow much, his cultivation can grow.

However, one day five years ago, in celebration of his coming of age, his father held a grand party in the river, with bright lights and a feast like a sea, and the mighty men of the water tribe came to celebrate their future king with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

It was also at that feast that the kings of the land and the sky came together, and their father's important ministers led the way for them, and their goal was to turn into a treasure that had been bred for thousands of years in the Dragon Pass.

The result of the battle was a tragic victory for the water tribes, firstly, they had a good geographical position, and secondly, his father's father was a guardian spirit animal, and it laid a formation under the water of the Dragon Pass, and when everyone had no time to withdraw, the little crocodile rushed to the Dragon Pass and opened the formation in the fire and miasma.

The divine light swept the wings of the Eagle King, brushing away the light and fire that called himself the "Ancient Desolate Divine Source", the father killed his important ministers, and all the places that came to invade retreated, but the little crocodile was damaged by the miasma of the Dragon Pass.

Since then, his cultivation has been inexhaustible, and his spiritual power has been absorbed into his body, and in the process of transformation, there is no one in ten, and his father is often silent about this.

For the next two years, his father took him to every inch of the realm, hoping to find a cure for him.

However, just as his innate illness cannot be cured, there is no Xinglin magic in this world, so naturally there is no possibility of healing.

So, the little crocodile's life changed, he could feel the eyes of the people around him looking at him, he was a hero, he opened the formation to repel the incoming enemy, but he also became a prince who could not advance an inch.

He knew what those people were thinking, if the prince's cultivation stayed at a lowly realm, how could he command the tens of millions of water tribes in the Great River Basin in the future? Even if he is a hero, they must think so, because he himself thinks so.

He knew that among his father's important ministers, the lobster respected him for his bravery, and the lobster liked to pat him on the shoulder and say, "Boy, you saved my life, and you will be my king in the future." ”

The fat silver carp is vague, the fat silver carp is always like this, with a grinning smile on its face, and no one knows the real love, hatred, joy and anger.

As for the Red Lian Snake King, that is the person that the little crocodile is most afraid of, and he still remembers what his father said, if his son's cultivation has not been able to improve an inch, he will consider killing the Red Lian Snake King to pave the way for his son.

However, so what? The crux of the matter is that his cultivation has stagnated, he can't become stronger, if he wants to have a stable rule, he must be strong, otherwise he will have to beg his father to kill all the water tribes.

Alas, if only I hadn't jumped in the first place.

Now, the little crocodile looks at the fireworks, miasma, and thunder and lightning in Hualong Pass, thinking like this, and in recent years, he often likes to look at Hualong Pass like this, recalling the situation of that day in his mind.

He wished that time could be turned back and that he would return to that feast, and that he would grab the jumping self and tell him that the consequences would be serious, and that he would reap a difficult future and a bitter honor.

He did so in a dream, and he asked him what would happen if he didn't. He was silent, he felt that the consequences were also heavy, and he could not afford them.

However, the silence was only in a dream, and when he sat on the high tower bridge again, looking at the flames, miasma, and thunder and lightning in the dragon pass below, he couldn't help but feel remorse, or pain.

He heard the doorbell ring, and then the heavenly dome above slowly parted, and he felt his sweat and hairs stand on end, as if he had returned to that day, his father's important ministers opened the heavenly dome, and the ancient desolate god source and the eagle king came with a large army to kill.

Then, he saw a team of large lobsters, one, two, three, four...... There were ten, he could count them clearly, and they carried barrels on their claws, and the mouth of the barrel overflowed with colorful light.

Three years ago, his father took him out for medical treatment for the last time, and when he came back, his father locked himself in Hualong Pass and did not come out for three whole days.

When he came out, he brought out a small black ball covered in thorns, and then this little black ball covered the territory of his three subjects.

Since then, buckets of seven-colored liquid have been sent in, he doesn't know what it is for, he once asked his father, and his father said that he could help with cultivation.

He still remembered his father patting him on the head and saying, "We are dragonborn, and there is only one way to supplement your origin, and that is dragon blood." It's a pity that there are no dragons in this world. ”

At that time, my father stood on this high tower bridge, looked at the dragon pass below, and said meaningfully: "Although there is no dragon, we can turn into a dragon, and when we turn into dragon blood for our father, we will make up for your origin." ”

At that moment, a bright comet streaked across the dark night sky for two years.

At that time, he was really full of hope, but time passed year by year, and now it has been three years, barrels of colorful liquid have been delivered, but his father still has not been able to turn into dragon blood.

His cultivation was still stagnant, his peers had gradually overtaken him, and he felt that he had lost the demeanor of a king, and the world of cultivation was like this.

His father, on the other hand, practiced penance day and night, shutting himself up in the Dragon Pass, forever in the company of flames, miasma, and thunder.

When will my father be able to cultivate dragon blood? He thought that the group of lobsters passed by him and greeted him respectfully, but he saw the strange gaze in their eyes, which he had often seen since he had stopped cultivating.

He waved them away, and then went to see the scenery of Hualong Pass, but he couldn't help but feel remorse in his heart.

The flame of heaven killing, he thought, the miasma of heaven killing, why are you so harmful? Why did you do this to me?

Hualong Pass is very dangerous, he knew since he was a child, his father had sternly warned him, if he can't cultivate to move the mountain realm, he must not enter Hualong Pass, otherwise he will be at risk of dying, he firmly remembered, but he did not hesitate when he jumped down.

At the risk of losing his life, he thought, it is better to kill me, than to leave a shell here to be a hero, and make people laugh at it for nothing.

As countless times as he had looked at the Dragon Pass, the flames danced, the thunder light stood side by side, and the damn miasma lurked in a corner.

Suddenly, the miasma surged, extremely fast, forming a sharp head that rushed straight into the depths in the distance.

What's going on? The little crocodile's gaze froze, who touched the miasma?

Father is back? No, my father is in retreat, and he will never go out at this time, and someone has just sent a colorful liquid to pass.

What's going on here? Someone stumbled and fell off the bridge? Thinking of this, the little crocodile couldn't be calm, Hualongguan was famous, he believed that no one would take the initiative to jump in, there must be some accident.

So, following the miasma, he ran along the Tower Bridge, four little crocodile legs writhing rapidly.

The miasma surged very quickly, the little crocodile ran out of breath, the miasma stopped, the little crocodile stopped in the middle of the tower bridge, and he set his eyes on the place where the miasma rose and surged.

The next moment, he saw a girl in white, slender hands lightly, shattering the endless miasma, she was as elegant as a fairy, walking lightly, stepping on the remnants of the miasma, walking slowly forward.

The little crocodile was stunned, and he opened his mouth wide to reveal the fangs that had just erupted as an adult.

In fact, he rarely made such gaffes, as a prince he was taught by the king from a young age, and knew that he should not write his thoughts on his face at any time.

However, what I saw in front of me was too unbelievable, who was that woman? Where did she come from? How did it appear in Hualong Pass? These questions jumped out in unison in an instant, each taking a place in the little crocodile's mind, and then snatching his mind like crazy, he felt that his brain was not enough.

He chased after her, walked with the woman in white, and watched her step over the flames, the latter was originally terrifyingly powerful, enough to burn the master of the fivefold water control realm to charcoal, but the woman in white didn't care, and let it brush around him.

"Click!"

When the thunderstorm hit, the little crocodile couldn't help but shiver, he knew the power of the thunderstorm, he was hit by a thunderstorm, and he couldn't help himself, so the miasma hurt the origin.

The next moment, he saw the woman wave her hand gently, and an incredible scene appeared, the thunderstorm was caught by her, turned into a light curtain to protect the body, and several fire snakes jumped up violently, hitting the light behind the curtain and disappearing.

The little crocodile watched as the woman in white passed through the miasma, flames, and thunder in turn, not only did she not have the slightest damage on her body, but even the white clothes on her body were still dusty, and not a single mark was left.

"She's unscathed......"

The little crocodile muttered, the woman in white was too detached, and the thunder and fire miasma could not be injured, and she was vaguely comparable to his father.

Prior to this, except for his father, the little crocodile had never seen anyone pass through the Dragon Pass, even on that day, the Eagle King, known as the half-feathered golden stone, attacked, and still suffered a big loss in this Dragon Pass, and half of the feathers were burned off.

"She's a Terran ......" The little crocodile thought to himself, his thoughts were surging like waves, although he had never seen a few Terrans, but he had heard his father's vassals say that the fat silver carp and the Red Lian Snake King had killed many Terrans, and according to them, the Terrans were very delicious, especially when they were made into dried meat.

Although the little crocodile doesn't like to eat human jerky, after listening to their story, he also knows that the human race is food and the like, and there can never be any strong people.

However, what he saw in front of him subverted his cognition, the Terran woman was too detached, the thunder and fire could not be added, and she regarded the miasma as if she had come out of a legend.

At this moment, the little crocodile suddenly found in horror that the woman in white of the Terran race had walked up to him and was looking at him intently.

In an instant, the little crocodile collided with her eyes, and after seeing her face clearly, he couldn't help but shudder.

Only then did he realize that the woman in white actually had a pair of golden pupils.

The little crocodile felt a chill all over his body, and the woman in white stared at him, without a trace of emotion in her eyes, and the dragon was prostrate at her feet, and he suddenly had an urge to turn around and run away.

No, he told himself, I am the future king of the Great River Valley, the only son of the Great Dragon King, and here, in my father's territory, I must not escape.

He looked at the woman in white, and then he heard the woman in white say, "Gu Long...... It turned out to be Zhu Polong. ”

Jiang Yan

The "sacred gambling fight" finally began, Jiang Yan and Lin Mengdie stood on the high platform, the big lobster stood opposite them, according to the principle of reciprocity, next to the big lobster, there was another lobster named "giant tongs".

This guy is called Giant Pliers, and he lives up to his name.

The lobster is nearly five meters long, and the clawers alone are more than two meters long, which brings a self-evident visual impact. This guy is only four meters long, but he has chelated pliers that are nearly three meters long, and almost all the weight of his body is pressed on the chelated pliers, giving people a weird and terrifying feeling.

Its pair of huge claws, the barbs are as sharp as a scimitar, the carapace is as red as blood, the muscles are bulging, and the lethality is clear at a glance.

The two lobsters stood there, and the big lobster raised its claws and waved lightly to his people, and the cheers under the high platform were thunderous.

Opposite the two lobsters, Jiang Yan and Lin Mengdie stood side by side, in terms of height and size, the two of them were pitiful.

"Clamp them to death!"

"Win one round!"

"Why bet ...... with us"

Despite the sacred gamble, the lobsters couldn't help but heckle loudly, and the two sides seemed to have a huge disparity in strength, and the gamble seemed to have no surprises.

On the contrary, Jiang Yan stood there, his expression calm, as if he had won the battle, while Lin Mengdie was expressionless, not knowing if he was still angry about Jiang Yan's behavior just now.

"Draw lots to decide who will do it first," the referee was an old lobster, the shrimp whiskers on its head were already snow-white, it was slow, hunched over, and looked like a shrimp, and it felt a dice from its arms, "The big one will do it first." ”

Jiang Yan stared at the dice, he really wanted to know where this thing came from.

According to the ancient rules of sacred gambling, the guests threw the dice first, so Jiang Yan took the dice and threw it hard, throwing a big point.

There was a burst of laughter from the platform, "If they want to survive a round, their only hope is to strike first," one lobster shouted, drawing a laugh again, "Now that hope is gone." ”

Jiang Yan returned the dice to the referee and glanced at Lin Mengdie, Lin Mengdie gave him a big white eye, Jiang Yan scratched his head.

It was the turn of the lobster to roll the dice, but he pinched the dice with big tongs and threw them into the sky hard, the dice turned hundreds of times in the air, and the audience thundered with joy, and when the dice fell, it was still a big point.

The cheers and shouts from the audience suddenly stopped, and all the lobsters were suddenly choked by their throats, and Jiang Yan only felt a dark feeling in his heart.

The big lobster was about to wave his claws in the cheers, and in his opinion, since the opponent threw a point, then he won anyway.

When he suddenly saw that point, a pair of claws did not know where to put it, so he had to twist his body in embarrassment.