Chapter 674: The East China Sea Giants
Chirp, chirp!
Less than seven days after Ye Changsheng entered the meditation, the cry of the little dragon eagle suddenly sounded in his mind, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
The storm in his chest subsided, and the chill cleared, and he stood up and walked out of the cave.
Halfway up the Shura Mountain, in a deep canyon, all the stone walls are wrapped in thick ice, and because of the prevailing wind, the ice and snow are carved into a thousand strange shapes, and the whole canyon is like a fantasy paradise in the ice and snow world.
The little dragon eagle's talons were clasped on a raised ice stone, his two wings were slightly folded, and he looked at the three people in front of him with sharp eyes.
Above its body, there are icicles that cross the frame, and it looks like arched pontoon bridges, if it were not for the fear of destroying these ice bridges, it would have already flown into the sky.
The three people opposite, wearing blue power suits, with a long sword hanging from their waists, the first one was thin and tall, with gray hair, and a hooked nose, looking at the eyes of the little dragon eagle, full of scorching light.
Hell Dragon Eagle, the best Hell Dragon Eagle, is not yet an adult, if you can catch it back and train it for ten or eight years, you can become a powerful demon pet.
The old man never thought that he would come to Shura Mountain to admire the ice peak on a whim, but he encountered such a superb dragon eagle.
Although he was excited, he also knew that such a superb Hell Dragon Eagle probably already had an owner, so he didn't do it for a long time.
If he guessed wrong, the owner of the dragon eagle should be nearby and will be coming soon.
Thinking about it, the old man said to the two people beside him: "I'll see it clearly, if it's a powerful character, we don't need to provoke it, just leave." ”
The stout young man asked in a low voice, "Master, what is considered a powerful character?"
The woman beside him smiled: "I don't understand this, that is, people who are stronger than us." ”
The young man's face was slightly red, and he retorted: "Of course I know that they are stronger than us, but how do we know that they are powerful characters?"
The old man interrupted the two impatiently: "Anyway, look at my eyes. ”
The two disciples sighed, stopped talking, and looked curiously at the little dragon eagle opposite.
After being in retreat with Ye Changsheng for a while, Xiao Longying didn't learn anything else, but he was more skilled in the convergence of his breath.
When it was playing, it restrained the power of energy and dragon breath, and although it was alert at the moment, it was not in a combat state, so it didn't look threatening.
Chirp, chirp!
Suddenly, the little dragon eagle raised his head and shouted a few times towards the front.
The old man was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn around and look at the white-haired young man who came over.
When he saw Ye Changsheng's face clearly, the old man's eyes couldn't help but flash a strange look, it turned out to be a descendant?
But the strange thing is that when this descendant walked in, he didn't even feel the slightest feeling.
The old man's nervous nerves eased, and when Ye Changsheng came closer, he smiled faintly and said, "Is this Long Ying your demon pet?"
Ye Changsheng looked at the three of them, and finally looked at the old man, and nodded: "It's called Lingfeng, and it's usually a little playful, I hope it doesn't cause you trouble." ”
A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said tentatively: "The old man Qingyun Sect Mountain Sect Elder, I don't know where the little brother comes from?"
Ye Changsheng shook his head: "There is no sect or sect in Xia, and he is not a cultivator, and he can barely be regarded as a casual cultivator." ”
No door, no sect, scattered cultivation?
The old man's two disciples widened their eyes, and a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes.
From the moment they found out that Ye Changsheng had arrived, they had all been staring at Ye Changsheng.
The white-haired young man in front of him, whether it is temperament or demeanor, does not look like an ordinary person, but he didn't expect it to be a casual cultivator.
The old man was also a little skeptical, and asked tentatively again: "Then little brother, where did you come from?"
Ye Changsheng said lightly: "Seniors don't need to test me, I really have no door and no faction, but Xiaolongying is not only a demon pet below, but also a friend below, no matter what, it will not be transferred to others." ”
The old man's mind was seen through, but he didn't care at all, and his eyes flashed: "Little brother, the old man sees that you are a talent, if you want, the old man can introduce you and join our Qingyun faction." Although the Qingyun Sect is not as good as a big sect like the Xingyue Sect, in the Rainforest Principality, it can at least rank in the top three, and no matter how many people want to enter, they can't get in. ”
Ye Changsheng shook his head: "Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors, but you are used to being at ease in the next person, if there is nothing else, Long Ying and I will take the first step." ”
As he spoke, Ye Changsheng walked towards the little dragon eagle.
At the moment when Ye Changsheng passed by, a glint flashed in the old man's eyes, and he suddenly drew his sword.
"Khooth!"
"Poof!"
The sword light was instantly disillusioned, and there was already an ice pick stuck in the old man's throat!
Boom, boom!
Blood splattered from the wound, staining the sharp ice picks red.
The old man stared at Ye Changsheng with abrupt eyes, incredulously, and fell to the ground with a pop.
Ye Changsheng sighed secretly, broke off two icicles from the stone wall on the side, and threw them at the two stunned disciples.
Before the two disciples could react, they were pierced through their throats by an ice pick and fell to the ground.
"Let's go, take you to a fun and dangerous place, whether you can stay or not depends on your creation!" Ye Changsheng beckoned to the little dragon eagle and turned to leave.
The little dragon eagle nodded and followed, and it couldn't help but glance at the old man as it passed by.
It's strange, how did you feel a trace of breath just now, but you died again?
Tranquility was restored again in the cold canyon.
The old man, who was lying in a pool of blood, opened his closed eyes suddenly, stretched out his big hand, and slowly pulled out the ice pick nailed to his throat.
After sealing the wound with energy, he rolled over and flew towards the other side of the canyon like lightning.
Fortunately, the "Tortoise Shell Gong" he cultivated had reached the realm, and at the moment when he was stabbed in the throat by an ice pick, he activated the exercise and atrophied his muscles, so that he was not pierced by the ice pick.
After that, he closed the vitality of his whole body and entered a state of suspended animation, which deceived the white-haired boy.
Thinking of the white-haired boy's lightning-like shot, the old man couldn't help but feel palpitations.
Boy, no matter who you are, if you kill my disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you will have to pay for your life with your life!
When a firework bomb flew into the sky, Ye Changsheng had already taken the little dragon eagle and entered the deep cave.
The loss of the little dragon eagle can forcibly shrink the body, but it can't get in at all.
But even so, its body occupies almost the entire passage, and there are some narrow places, and it takes half a day to squeeze in.
Revisiting the old place, familiar with the road, Ye Changsheng opened the ban all the way, and came to the end of the cave in a moment, standing in front of a deep abyss.
"Senior, I'm here to repair the circle, please take it. Ye Changsheng looked at the bottomless abyss and said loudly.
After a while, an old voice came into Ye Changsheng's mind: "Come down!"
Ye Changsheng nodded, took a step forward, and his figure fell straight down.
The little dragon eagle hurriedly spread its wings and swooped down towards the abyss.