"The Sea of Death is the age of the sea." The wise man sighed, and his eyes seemed to return to that era: "At that time, people lived by fishing, and there was a dragon demon living in the sea, and according to legend, this dragon demon was fierce and committed evil deeds, killing countless innocent people. Nan Yi sighed and looked at the full moon in the sky.

"Well, at that time, people made a living by fishing, but the dragon demon caused shipwrecks countless times, causing all those people to die, and the dead souls could not be reincarnated, so they turned into resentful spirits and sank at the bottom of the sea, there is another space at the bottom of the sea, and the space is full of death and resentment, which is most suitable for cultivation like Kuiba." With Nan Yi's sigh, Dongfang Wuya continued, the wine glass shook in his hand, and everyone could understand the fear in it.

"You know, you don't say it, you still ask me." Listening to Dongfang Wuya's preparation, Nan Yi bit his lip, stared at him viciously and said, "Is there anything like you?" When I never set foot in this ancient village again, I didn't come for ten years, and now I'm looking for a bad excuse. ”

"Ahem." Feng Tingcheng has a general understanding of the formation of the Sea of Death, so it is a place with a lot of resentment, just like when he first started killing countless people, he relied on death and resentment to replenish his strength, but after listening to Nan Yi's words, Feng Tingcheng still couldn't help coughing, no matter what, this was a little awkward.

"Ahem." Encountering Feng Tingcheng's eyes, Nan Yi coughed a few times embarrassedly, and said to Feng Tingcheng: "It's not that one, don't get me wrong." He also suddenly understood, that he and Dongfang Wuya were no longer the same as they were ten years ago.

"Didn't you say you didn't mention the past? Do you want to go over old accounts again? Dongfang Wuya's hand gently held Feng Qingcheng's hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at the familiar star-like eyes with cold eyes.

"I didn't let anyone say that I did it myself." Nan Yi muttered in a low voice, lowered his head and didn't look at Dongfang Wuya, like a child who was wronged and anxious.

"Okay, you have to go through the old accounts, right, why did I say this at the time, what did you do?" Dongfang Wuya raised his head and looked at Nan Yi with cold eyes, as if he had evoked an angry memory.

"What do I do?" Nan Yi raised his head suddenly, looked at the boundless east, and returned to a cold and desolate appearance in his eyes and said, "Who am I for?" ”

"Don't use that as an excuse." Dongfang Wuya also said a word, not looking at Nan Yi's face.

"Excuses? Ten years later, you still think I'm using this as an excuse? Nan Yi was even more unconvinced, and his language improved a few points.

The baby covered her forehead and walked out of the small pavilion, and came again, and it was a fuss for several years, these two people were poisonous, and it was better to flee the scene.

"Stop." Feng Qingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, they still had something to do, and it was not suitable for quarrels, she pressed Dongfang Wuya's shoulder and covered his mouth and said, "Although I don't know what happened between you, let's get down to business first, and the matter in front of us is the most important." ”

"Hmph." Nan also heard Feng Chengcheng's words, so he slowly calmed down and turned his head to look at the moonlight outside the pavilion.

"Sir has no intention of helping, then we will take our leave." Dongfang Wuya is also a stinky temper, seeing Nan Yi's cold snort, he took Feng Qingcheng's hand and prepared to leave.

"Sit down." Feng Chengcheng and Nan also roared at the same time, this Dongfang Wuya was so arrogant outside, but now he was like a child with a temper, it was simply unreasonable.

"Wuya, the top priority now is Kuiba, and the rest will be talked about later, except for Kuiba, I won't stop you from fighting." Feng Qingcheng took Dongfang Wuya's hand and said earnestly, pulling him down.

"It's me, it's wrong." Nan Yi raised the wine glass in his hand as if he had figured it out, and said to Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya: "Nan Yi punishes himself with a glass." ”

"Alright." Dongfang Wuya sighed, and the mood of the two of them quickly calmed down.

"What should we do now?" This is what Feng Chengcheng is most worried about, she almost forgot the most important thing when she was noisy with two people.

"Now the Sea of Death is like a source of energy for Kuiba, and the only way to cut off Kuibal's ability is to cut off the energy source." Nan Yi looked at Feng Chengcheng and said very seriously.

"You mean ruined the Sea of Death?" Dongfang Wuya looked up at Nan Yi with some disbelief in his eyes: "The Sea of Death has existed for hundreds of years. ”

"The existence of the Sea of Death has always been supported by the demon dragon, as long as the demon dragon is defeated, everything will fall into place." Nan Yi nodded and continued, "But defeating the demon dragon itself is an unlikely thing. ”

After saying this, Nan Yi silently took a sip of wine, Feng Qingcheng and Dongfang Wuya did not speak, they all know what kind of existence the demon dragon is, it is a person who can create a dead space with its own strength, it is so easy to get rid of it, it has already been removed, but their only way is to defeat the demon dragon and destroy the sea of death, there is no other way to go.

Feng Chengcheng was at a loss and didn't know how to start, the premise of defeating the demon dragon was that she had to live, she was very sorry for her life. Corresponding to the Jiaozuo of Feng Falling City, the East is boundless, and it seems to be much more comfortable.

"Alright." Nan Yi saw that Feng Chengcheng was at a loss, and saw that Dongfang Wuya was eager to eat him, Nan Yi smiled and said, "I didn't let you fight the demon dragon, just you, ten can't beat it." Nan Yi glanced at Feng Chengcheng's small body, and said with a pursed mouth.

"......" Feng Qingcheng was silent, Nan Yi said the truth, she was still too weak.

"The demon dragon is an innate soul body, and there is only one way to defeat him, and that is the power of the true dragon." Nan Yi took a sip of wine and said slowly, looking at Dongfang Wuya with a hint of teasing, "I can find your lifeline." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, where is the power of the true dragon?" Dongfang Wuya glanced at him unhappily, and his heartache Feng Qicheng didn't know if he had eaten enough.

"Find Panlong to come forward, Panlong is where the power of the real dragon lies." Nan Yi pursed his lips and said lightly. Now he doesn't want to see him at the first glance of Feng Chengcheng, and he can't tell what's wrong.

"Don't tell me you don't know where Panlong is?" Seeing that Dongfang Wuya looked at himself and didn't speak, Nan Yi added another sentence.

"I know, you mean to let us go to the Extreme Dao Dragon Palace to find Panlong to come forward." Dongfang Wuya nodded and looked at Nan Yi: "It's easier to find the Panlong and not see it than to fight the demon dragon." "What is Panlong, let him come forward? It's the same as a thousand-year-old goblin, and it's not good to be cunning.

"That's better than your chance of winning the demon dragon." Nan Yi rolled his eyes and turned his head away, leaving Dongfang Wuya with a dashing side face.

"Although Panlong is arrogant, you are the king of time, and you will still have some effect." Seeing that Dongfang Wuya didn't speak, Nan Yi raised his wine glass and took a sip of wine slowly.

"So you think he's going to listen to me?" Dongfang Wuya glanced at Nan Yi coldly, and almost felt that Nan Yi was joking with him.

"You can crush him by force." Nan Yi tilted his head and blinked his eyes and said, "The power of the true dragon of the coiling dragon is the most feared by the demon dragon, but the coiling dragon can't use the power of the true dragon at all when it is facing you." ”

"Why?" This will change the phoenix and the city is incomprehensible.

"Because he is the king of all beasts, the coiling dragon is the only thing in the righteous path, and the power of the true dragon is also under his control." Nan Yi rolled his eyes and explained slowly.

"Okay, that's it." Feng Qingcheng didn't slap the table, stood up and said, she didn't want to look at these two people fighting like children anymore.

The moon rose high, and Feng Chengcheng had already gone back to rest, leaving Dongfang Wuya and Nan Yi to slowly tell the past ten years, and the lights in the small pavilion were on until the sun slowly rose.

Feng Chengcheng was injured and when he got up, he saw Dongfang Wuya leaning on the railing on the side, Nan Yi looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and both of them had some wine on them.

"We're leaving." Seeing Feng Qicheng come out, Dongfang Wuya waved his hand at Nan Yi and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute." Nan Yi said softly, slowly stood up and straightened his robe, and said, "I don't know when I'll see you again." ”

"What nonsense, when did you talk so long-winded." Dongfang Wuya waved his hand irritably, turned around and said, "It's you, let's go out for a walk, aren't you bored staying in this ancient village?" ”

Recommended reading: The new book of the Silkworm Potato God "Yuan Zun", the new work of the Cat Greasy God "