Xiao Ke'er stared at the black mist in the air and said, "I once heard my father mention that our dragon clan has many heavenly weapons, and the 'Bing Mound' is probably one of them, and it is also the one that produced the instrument spirit!"

After hearing this, Yan Xing felt that the black mist was not as eerie as before, but he was surprised that the weapon could produce independent spiritual intelligence.

In the air, the fairy dragon's eyes were cold, and the forest was so cold that it seemed to freeze people's souls, and a cold wind blew in the air and fluttered snowflakes, but it was not as cold as the chill she emitted at this time.

Then, the 'man' formed by the black mist bowed to the fairy dragon and bowed, "See the elders." ”

Its voice was gloomy and hoarse, like an old ghost who had just crawled out of a tomb, very eerie, not even emotional, like a cold machine without thoughts.

The fairy dragon spoke again, but the words changed before they could leave the Dragon Gorge.

The temperature dropped a few degrees more, and the heavy snow became more intense, and in just a moment, the mound was paved with silver white, covering the sword and blade of the mound of the yozuka.

Yan Xing shuddered slightly, even if the dragon scales had made him not afraid of this level of wind and snow, but he still couldn't stop the solemn cold outside, he knew that the weather in Longxia was controlled by the fairy dragon teacher, and now that it was snowing so much, it could already show how the fairy dragon was feeling.

"Hyozuka, are you guilty?" her words seemed to come from the Nine Shadows that could freeze her soul, and the cold air was everywhere.

"Elder Hui, I really don't know what I did wrong with the yozuka, which would make you so angry, Elder. The words of the Hyozuka Machine Spirit did not carry the slightest emotion, and responded to the fairy dragon as if it were mechanical.

"These students failed to fly and should have died, but the two teachers intervened, so I had to stop them so as not to break the rules of the dragon clan, this is my business......" Black Mist said righteously, but the cold words could not be trusted.

"Hmph, don't you think that this old man is old and weak?! I wonder when you used external forces to interfere with the young dragons and try to murder them!"

The fairy dragon's voice was violent, and the words were reprimanded like thunder in the sky, rumbling and echoing under the sky!

The snow was even bigger, and even the sky was a little darker than the snowflakes.

The black mist shook violently, and under the rebuke of the fairy dragon, his body became unstable, and many parts of his body became more illusory, and it was very difficult to continue to maintain his human form.

Yan Xing and the other young dragons were under the protection of the fairy dragon, and the rebuke did not affect them, but Yan Xing clearly sensed that the instrument spirit of the yozuka was very weak.

It didn't speak or be surprised by the elder's plan to dismantle it, the momentum on the fairy dragon's body was like the lonely mountain in the Dragon Gorge, majestic, majestic and unshakable, and the scene fell silent in this silent confrontation.

Yan Xing could only hear the sound of his own breathing, heartbeat, and the whistling of heavy snow, and all the young dragons who were pressed by the serious atmosphere did not dare to come out.

After Hyozuka was silent, I don't know if it was because he didn't have the confidence to bear Ji Meisha's anger again, so he didn't make any more quibbles, but he relented and admitted defeat, and told the truth.

"As the elder said, this matter is my fault, because I have reached the critical moment of transformation in recent days, and I urgently need the dragon's blood to nourish me, so I am willing to listen to the elder's punishment. ”

The fairy dragon's face did not change after hearing this, I don't know what she was thinking in her heart, but the atmosphere around her suddenly eased a lot, and she did not withdraw her momentum, and said in a cold tone: "Trying to murder my clan Tianjiao will definitely pay the price." ”

Yan Xing saw Ji Meisha's dragon claw wave, and the heavy snow that was blowing up suddenly stopped, and the snow on the ground melted, gradually revealing the weapons inside, but the snow disappeared without a trace in just a tea time, and even the ground was dry.

What a terrible ability to control the weather with every move, and this kind of means is a miracle!

Then, the fairy dragon dragon claw grabbed the mound in the air, and the entire mound trembled, thousands of sharp blades shook to reflect the silver light, and the huge stone pillar in the center actually shook, emitting bursts of metallic roars, and the spirit in the air trembled even more violently, almost turning into black mist and dissipating!

Bite!

There was a crisp sound, and then the stone pillar in the center gradually fell silent.

The weapons on the ground no longer trembled, but the killing aura emitted by the mound was no longer one in ten compared to before, all the weapons were dim, as if turned into mortal iron, and the spirit of the weapon was only a blurred cloud and mist, and the vitality was greatly damaged.

The fairy dragon didn't care about the situation of the mound at all, the dragon's claws were weak, and the eight weapons were pulled from under the stone pillar.

Yan Xing found that these eight weapons were all different, namely swords, knives, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, shields, and spears.

"The Soldier Mound and the Heavenly Weapon, these eight spiritual qi are all taken from his core, and he will compensate you today. ”

Ji Meisha's voice is warm and flat, and her attitude towards the young dragons is completely different from that of Hyozuka, a moment ago she was an elder of the mighty eight directions, but now she is just the teacher of the young dragons.

The dragons glanced at each other, caught off guard by the sudden change in her tone, and felt very awkward.

"This time, Yan Xing is very brave, risking his life to save Xiao Ke'er, his spirit is commendable, so choose a weapon you like first. The fairy dragon's tone was gentler, and everyone could hear the praise in his words.

Yan Xing was flattered, and immediately thanked the fairy dragon, and did not refuse, looking at those weapons.

The longsword was covered in brown rust eroded by dragon blood, and it looked shabby, but it exuded an extremely cold aura. The three-meter-long sword, the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, is about three to four feet long, about one inch wide, straight and has two blades, symbolizing the imperial power in hand, a three-foot sword in anger drinks blood, and a slash falls five steps away.

That spear, the barrel of the spear is red, I don't know how much dragon blood has been bathed, and the barrel of the spear is extremely tough. The overlord used a gun, only one person broke the army, the gun swept the spear, the rainstorm pear blossom, the hundred birds and the phoenix, the dragon went to sea, and swept the thousands of armies like a sweep.

A halberd, the barrel of the gun is gloomy black, and it seems that it can faintly smell the smell of blood that has penetrated into the barrel of the gun, it does not have the Lingyun battle intent of the gun, and there is no edge of the sword on the blade, but it gives Yan Xing a feeling of being as heavy as a mountain, as if there is a very destructive force that is silent in it.

A pair of gray hooks, there is no bloody breath, not even a trace of qi and blood, but it seems to be made of white bones, just looking at it Yan Xing felt a burst of discomfort, why is there an inexplicable resentment in his heart, he wants to vent it through killing and abuse.

The fairy dragon noticed that Yan Xing's mood was abnormal, and immediately summoned a large cloud of clear spring to pour on Yan Xing's body, awakening him.

Yan Xing was shocked when he woke up, just a small pair of hooks made it difficult for him to control his emotions, if it wasn't for the fairy dragon to wake him up in time, I don't know what would have happened.

He bowed to the fairy dragon to show his gratitude, and his heart had given up on the pair of hooks, maybe it was the best of these spiritual weapons, but no matter how good things were, they had to be enjoyed.

After Yan Xing carefully looked at all the weapons, he almost had a choice in his heart.

"Teacher, I want this. Yan Xing pointed to the most common of the eight weapons, a bronze one.

Yue, it can be said that not many people recognize this thing, but how can Yan Xing, who is knowledgeable and familiar with ancient China, not recognize it.

Yue is a kind of weapon, and it is also a sacrificial ritual vessel, which has sacred significance.

It has the appearance of a long-handled axe, and its weight is also greater than that of the axe, which has a sacred symbolic role, and was once a sharp weapon on the battlefield, but because of its heavy shape and lack of flexibility, it was eventually retired to the purpose of ceremonial guards, usually as a manifestation of the power of generals.

It's just that the axe handle of this Yue is gone, only the bronze head remains, ordinary, only a faint spiritual breath, if it weren't for all the dragons watching the fairy dragon take down these eight sharp blades, it's hard to believe that this is actually one of the cores of the yozuka.

But Yan Xing saw the difference between this handle, its surface was not covered with rust spots like other spiritual weapons, but it perfectly retained the sense of time, the lines that should have been regular were polished to a smooth and smooth surface, and the roughness of the bronze surface was still there, and it was difficult to distinguish how it had passed through what years.

The first time he saw this spiritual weapon, he had some different feelings, as if there were many people whispering or chanting in a high voice, different from the strange yin and evil of the pair of hook spiritual weapons, this Yue gave him a kind of calm and mystery.

"Good eyesight. The fairy dragon chuckled lightly and dragged the sword in front of Yan Xing, and disappeared the moment it touched him, as if it was integrated into its body.

Yan Xing watched such a big piece of the axle penetrate into his body, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling, and he felt extremely surprised for a while.

Seeing his expression, the fairy dragon couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yanxing, don't feel strange, that weapon is in your body, after a few days after your teacher Jin Xuanzhu teaches you the method, you will know what is going on." ”

Yan Xing knew that he was stupid, so he could only nod awkwardly, and it was hard to say anything.

Then Ji Meisha looked at Xiao Ke'er again and said, "Ke'er, I'm afraid you've been frightened a lot this time, so it's up to you to choose this second weapon." ”

"Thank you, teacher. Xiao Ke'er agreed, and was about to start choosing, but the fairy dragon spoke again, and her tone was full of banter.

"How long are you going to snuggle next to Xiao Yanxing?"

As soon as she said this, all the dragons found out that Xiao Ke'er had been snuggling up to Yan Xing's side, half of her body was in his arms, and she looked like a little bird, she really didn't look like the princess of the Poseidon Dragon Clan they knew.

"Ahh

She lowered her head and turned her back to the dragons, not letting them see her expressions.

"Teacher, I want that shield. She tried to keep her voice as calm as she could, but as she felt the fairy dragon's smiling gaze, her voice grew lower and lower, until at last she was the only one who could hear her.

The young dragons behind him were dumbfounded, this was by no means a normal Xiao Ke'er, and Yan Xing could only smile even more helplessly, and moved the somewhat sore dragon arm that was hugged by Xiao Ke'er.

The fairy dragon didn't continue to embarrass her, and let the remaining young dragons each choose a favorite spiritual weapon, and then waved their big claws and sent them away.

After Yan Xing returned to the cave mansion, he kept thinking about Xiao Ke'er's shy expression in his mind, his face was full of helplessness, and the corners of his mouth hung a wry smile.

This kind of thing usually happens at the beginning of 'establishing diplomatic relations', but he is not ready to 'establish diplomatic relations' with a dragon at all, although whether it is the original spirit or the body, he is the orthodoxy of the dragon clan from the inside out, but after all, he has been a human for nearly 20 years, and has been thinking about everything with human thinking, and he is still very resistant to these things.

Obviously, I just tried my best to help for the sake of my friends, but it seemed that I got into it.

Just as Yan Xing was in a state of confusion, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Lord Dragon, welcome back, Xian Ling has been waiting for a long time. I saw a feathered dragon bowing its head and saluting, and there was a basket full of strange fruits by her side.

Yan Xing behaved very casually, grabbed a red fruit and put it in his mouth, feeling the continuous warm current between the meridians, but he couldn't erase his distress.

"Xianling, you can eat a few more and then go rest. He said mildly.

"Yes. Although she had agreed, she didn't make any moves, just squatted on the sidelines.

Yan Xing shook her head helplessly, she probably had a grasp of Xian Ling's temperament, knowing that she would definitely wait for him to finish eating before eating the leftovers, and Xian Ling's dragon eyes couldn't hide anything at all, as if as she said, the whole of her belonged to Yan Xing, even her thoughts were no exception.

Yan Xing picked some to eat indiscriminately, leaving the rest of the land to Xian Ling, if it wasn't for Xian Ling's constant persuasion that it was good for him to eat a few more, he would definitely have half of it left over for her.

At this moment, he only has Xiao Keer's shyness in his heart and how to cut off the signs of 'establishing diplomatic relations'.

Yan Xing didn't know that when he thought about this, Xian Ling was also wondering, the main dragon seemed to be troubled?