Yin Bing'er smiled coquettishly: "Brother Qingdi, this is what you just taught me, do things simply, don't drag the mud and water, I learned fast enough, right?"

Zhang Qingfeng said: "Quick, very soon." ”

Yin Bing'er smiled brightly, and seemed to be very proud of Zhang Qingfeng's praise, and said: "Since this is the case, then my brother will stop acting, let's talk about it, in this game, will you lose, or Bing'er will lose?"

The expression on Zhang Qingfeng's face did not change, but the words he said made everyone who heard it stunned.

"Of course you lost. ”

"Uh-huh, what? I lose?"

Yin Bing'er was slightly stunned and then burst out laughing, "Brother Qingdi, you are ridiculously dead Bing'er, the little black dragon is dead, you are still pretending to be calm here, can't I really see the pain and self-blame in your heart?

People who are familiar with Zhang Qingfeng know that he dotes on the little black dragon, and now that the little black dragon is dead, how can he not be sad and sad? Yin Bing'er just wants to tear off his disguise and expose the bloody wound in his heart to the public.

In the face of Yin Bing'er's smugness and ridicule, Zhang Qingfeng was not in a hurry, but slowly raised his head and looked at the clouds that had stopped rolling.

"Yin Bing'er, don't you think it's a little quiet in the sky?"

The unexplained sentence made Yin Bing'er stunned again, and her eyes followed Zhang Qingfeng into the air.

"The seven dragons in the sky are all masters of the young area of the dragon clan. ”

Zhang Qingfeng's voice rang out again.

"In terms of blood, there are four of Bai Xue's brothers, two of them are her sisters, and one should be called uncle. ”

"Although Bai Xue has been away from the dragon clan for thousands of years, she was still welcomed by the whole clan after she returned, plus she is kind, sensible, cute and well-behaved, and it is reasonable for the clan to like her, so after listening to my plan, so many dragons volunteered and were willing to help. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Qingfeng stopped, took a breath and continued: "The dragon clan's protection is famous, and their irascible temper that starts fighting when they don't agree is also known all over the continent, but ...... Don't you think they're a little quiet?"

In the end, Zhang Qingfeng led the conversation to the previous question.

These words, there is no beginning or end, people are confused, the guards around only feel confused when they hear it, they don't know that it's all at this time, he doesn't go to rescue the little black dragon, why is he still in the mood to say such useless nonsense.

"yes, why are they so quiet?"

Yin Bing'er woke up suddenly, she was too proud just now, and she was distracted by Zhang Qingfeng's repeated backhand, and she forgot about the dragon clan master in the sky for a while, but now after his reminder, she finally reacted.

Others may not understand, but Yin Bing'er knows that everything Zhang Qingfeng says must have its deep meaning, although she hasn't figured it out for a while, her heart can't help but start to panic.

Zhang Qingfeng's gaze fell on Yin Bing'er's face again, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up a playful smile.

"Since I've been suspicious of you for a long time, how can I not make the corresponding layout?"

"I have never been defeated since I ascended the throne of God a thousand years ago, and others envy my superhuman wisdom and strategy, but they don't know how much effort and price I have paid for it. ”

"There is only one reason why I have been able to defeat the weak and the strong again and again, and survive in a mortal situation, and that is that I have never despised my opponent, even if it is an ant!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Qingfeng's eyes showed disdain for the first time.

"If you want to kill me, you're far away!"

With the sound, the fat monk behind him suddenly let out an exclamation, and the body of the little black dragon he was holding in his arms, which had no breath, suddenly came out with a muffled sound, and it exploded like fireworks, but instead of it, it was a little white tiger with a snow-white body!

It's a cloud beast!

......

......

Looking at the little white tiger in the arms of the fat monk, Yin Bing'er's face turned pale in an instant, and she could no longer maintain her previous elegance and tranquility, and two resentful flames erupted from her beautiful eyes.

By now, even a fool understands why Zhang Qingfeng is not in a hurry and why he is talking all that nonsense.

The little black dragon is not a little black dragon at all, but a cloud beast!

That is to say, from the very beginning, Zhang Qingfeng had already anticipated the possible changes in the pan spear, and let the cloud beast transform into the appearance of a little black dragon in advance.

"You, why are you?"

The fat monk looked at the little white tiger in his arms and opened his mouth in surprise.

Yin Bing'er said clearly just now, the cloud beast has always been in the sky, and the cloud is what it tossed out, why did it suddenly become a little black dragon now? You know, the little black dragon has always been by her side, and it is impossible to replace it temporarily.

"Why can't it be me?"

The cloud beast glanced at the fat monk with disgust, and his eyes were full of pride.

"Do you think that the old lady has practiced a thousand-faced clone for half a year, this suffering is in vain? This sin is suffered in vain? ”

“......”

The fat monk was speechless for a while.

The cloud beast traveled around the continent, and I haven't seen it for half a year, and I don't know where I learned so many mantras, old lady?

The fat monk didn't know that the experience of the cloud beast in the past six months could not be described in a sentence of hard work.

Thousand-faced clone, this is the blood talent of the cloud beast, to put it simply, the cloud beast has to cut and separate the body into thousands of pieces, each of which must be able to transform into a person with different looks to be considered successful.

Doppelgangers, for cultivation masters, are not unusual.

Many high-level exercises have this kind of wonderful use, and with the fat monk's current cultivation, he can also condense a few doppelgangers to confuse his opponent.

But the problem is that the doppelganger he condensed is just a projection of the aura, one is that it can't last too long, and the other is that it doesn't have too strong attack power at all except to confuse the target, and the most important thing is that the doppelganger is generally just a copy of the master's appearance, and there is no way to simulate the owner's original breath, to put it more bluntly, the opponent who can be confused by the clone can't beat the body, and the opponent clone who threatens the body can't be confused, so it's not too much to call this ability useless for the cultivation powerhouse.

However, the cloud beast's thousand-faced clone is different.

It is powerful in the following ways.

First, there's the quantity.

After cultivating, a maximum of a thousand doppelgangers can be split, which is beyond the reach of human cultivators who rely on the secret techniques of the exercises to condense the clones.

Secondly, there is the variety.

The clone of the cloud beast is ever-changing, as long as it sees something, it can simulate transfiguration, and it can simulate different kinds of species and things at the same time.

Thirdly, and most importantly, the clone of the Cloud Beast can not only simulate the appearance, but also simulate the aura of the target!!

As we all know, as cultivators improve their cultivation, their spiritual sense will become stronger and stronger, and the five senses that ordinary people use to perceive changes in the outside world will become less and less important, and their main means of judging a person's strength, appearance, and authenticity is the aura emanating from the other party!

The aura of cultivators is different.

Even twin brothers with the same realm, the same exercises, the same birth time, and exactly the same appearance and body shape will have a big difference in breath, so as long as they are opponents who know the roots, it is generally difficult to be confused.

But the Cloud Beast did.

It not only simulated the appearance and aura of the little black dragon, but also simulated the voice of the little black dragon, and even talked to the fat monk for a long time, and the latter didn't notice anything unusual at all, just ask, how can he not be surprised?

Surprise was followed by ecstasy.

"Great! Dragon Maiden is still alive, she's still alive!"

The fat monk cried with joy, since the cloud beast turned into a little black dragon and appeared on the top of the mountain, the little black dragon was naturally not in danger, so how could the fat monk not be happy?

In the Black Water Swamp, the fat monk and the little black dragon went through hardships, fought side by side, supported each other, and when Zhang Qingfeng fought against the four ancestors of the Black Witch Clan, they blocked thousands of masters on the ground, and rescued each other more than once.

To this day, apart from Zhang Qingfeng, the little black dragon is the fat monk's closest friend in this world, even surpassing the little apprentice he picked up.

"You ......"

Yin Bing'er pointed at Zhang Qingfeng, her delicate body trembled, her face was blue and white, and she was speechless for a long time.

Say what?

Her biggest backhand was also calculated by the other party, in this game, she lost a mess, and she didn't even have the slightest chance to turn defeat into victory, except for the final battle of life and death, what else could she do?

Anger made Yin Bing'er's whole person go crazy, she suddenly opened her arms, and the wind suddenly raged between heaven and earth, and the beautiful and pleasant voice also turned into a ghost-like roar, resounding throughout the entire Qingdi Mountain!

"Qingdi, do you really think that you can win the deity in this way?"

"You're so naïve!"

"Your conspiracy and calculations will only bring ruin to the mainland! After today, you will become a sinner of the entire human race! Now, let you see the true strength of the deity-the underworld, the Great Summoning Technique!"

With Yin Bing'er's terrifying roar, the space around Qingdi Mountain suddenly trembled violently, and hundreds of dark red gates appeared out of thin air in the sky and on the ground, and when the gate was left and right, there was a black mist gushing out from behind the door, and the black mist dissipated, revealing countless dry bones and corpses!

What is shocking is that these bones should have been dead for many years, but they waved their arms like living creatures, babbling and roaring with teeth and claws, as if they felt the opening of the portal of teleportation, and countless pairs of black 'eyes' were cast almost at the same time.

A weird and terrifying scene made the entire Qingdi Mountain a mess.

Those cultivators with some experience and knowledge saw the living dead behind the space gate, and suddenly remembered the legend that almost brought destruction to the continent a thousand years ago.

"Blood Skeleton, Bone Demon, Corpse King...... This is the Underworld's men! The army of the underworld is coming to destroy the world!"