Faintly, Zhao Tian heard the sound of dragons, one after another, as if there were dozens of divine dragons roaring, which was amazing!

Suddenly, a clear and audible loud dragon roar exploded at the top of the mountain, and almost at the same time, the dozens of finger-thick golden aura that flew out were all slightly stunned, and then in a burst of golden light, they all turned into miniature versions of the golden dragons.

These dozens of tiny golden dragons danced and circled in the light curtain, playing and playing.

Before all the transcendent beings present could react, the miniature golden dragons flew in the air, and the dragons were one hundred and submerged into the fruits that were as transparent as silver gems.

On the surface of the fruit, which originally exuded a cold silver glow, the spikes slowly melted, and the golden dragon-shaped lines gradually climbed up to the outer shell of the fruit, emitting a brighter golden light.

The golden and silver fruit no longer changes, there is a sense of amber transparency, and the sparkling shimmer emanates from it, mixed with gold and silver, cold and deep, noble and heavy, very mysterious and unknown, too tempting!

This strange chestnut tree no longer has any changes, it is completely quiet, a silver light curtain protects it in it, and the faint light that is not bright shrouds the surroundings, only illuminating a circular area of more than 20 meters in the center of the square, which looks hazy.

Suddenly, a clear birdsong sounded, and a golden lark flew up, the golden luster bloomed, completely covering its body, like a bright little sun, swishing, falling diagonally downward, and slamming into the silver light curtain.

There was a slight ripple and swaying, but the silver light curtain rippled like the surface of the water, and then it returned to calm.

And the little golden sun went out directly after a muffled sound, and a golden bird shot out and smashed on the square, and several fist-sized pieces of cement splattered around.

Chirp!"

An angry birdsong, high-pitched and piercing, like a violent friction between metals, too harsh!

Then, the golden lark rolled out of a shallow cement pit, and its originally neat golden feathers became a little messy.

It was furious, and the pale golden bird's bronze bell was converging, and two dark golden flames were burning brightly, and an extremely powerful sharp aura spread out in all directions.

I saw a flash of golden light, and the figure of a half-human-sized lark disappeared in place, this speed is really amazing!

With a series of cutting sounds, a golden light and shadow, like a peerless heavenly knife, cut down again and again from all directions, making the pale silver light curtain continue to ripple and twist.

"It seems that the mysterious fruit should have been completely conceived" Behind a tree trunk was a gray-clothed old man, the most calm of the five before the official.

Half of his head poked out from behind the trunk of the tree where he was hiding, and his old eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the square, watching the golden light fall from the sky again and again, draped on the silver light curtain, looking at the quiet and standing sacred tree in the dimming light curtain, and a thick longing flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"Don't worry, we'll do it when someone rushes up first and drags those two strange birds."

Qian Lao retracted his gaze, glanced at a few middle-aged people who were about to move, and said coldly in a low voice.

"When the time comes, with the cultivation of the old man but not the grandmaster and the assistance of the four of you, there will definitely be a lot of gains, maybe all of them will be promoted to become grandmaster powerhouses!"

Hearing this, the eyes of several of Qian Lao's companions looking at the gold and silver fruits became more and more intense, but they finally reluctantly resisted the urge to rush out immediately.

The pale silver light curtain like water waves became fainter and fainter under the continuous impact of the golden lark, and it seemed that it would disperse at any time.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tian began to feel anxious in his heart, if he didn't act again, I am afraid that he would really be busy tonight.

"Little Red, shouldn't we make a move!"

The words fell, but there was no response from the side, and he finally couldn't help but turn his head to look into the shadows.

However, apart from a few weeds, there was still a shadow of the red parrot.

"At a critical time, where did this bird go, it's too unreliable!" Zhao Tian's face stiffened, and the corners of his eyes jumped, completely defeated by this bird's irresponsibility.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Zhao Tian glanced at the golden lark that had never made a move from beginning to end, and sighed secretly, so he had to continue to wait for the opportunity!

After all, if he is alone, in the face of these two powerful alien birds, I am afraid he can only barely protect himself!

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Don't you see... Haha! What's the next sentence, why can't you remember?"

An undisguised voice came from the mountain road, attracting the attention of many people on the top of the mountain, because the voice was rumbling wild and wanton, so special!

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I'm kind of appreciative of myself. ”

With rampant laughter, a young man in Tsing Yi slowly walked into the square from the cement road up the mountain, his footsteps swaying slightly, as if he was already drunk.

What made the corners of many people's mouths twitch was that this mysterious young man, who seemed to be extraordinary when he heard his voice, was pointing to the sky with one hand, waving a bottle of obviously empty Erguo in the other, and laughing wildly from time to time.

"This is not to make the golden bottle empty to the moon, it really makes people fall through the glasses, I am speechless!" Zhao Tian looked at the young man who looked like a beautiful young man, but in fact he was the most expensive young man, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"This kind of dress and behavior, is that person, how did he come here?" said the black-clothed young man named Luo Wu, who was hiding in the bushes, in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"Brother Wu, look at the sword hanging from that person's waist, it contains mysterious energy inside, and it radiates brilliance on the outside, it is a real divine weapon. ”

"That's right, this should be the Qinglian Sword, it is said that every generation of their lineage will have such a divine weapon!" Luo Wu muttered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with some excitement: "Yuwen is ready to make a move, with the rumored character of this guy, he will definitely fight directly with the descendants of these two Golden Sky Sparrows!"

Before the words fell, the golden lark that had not made a move roared softly, and its wings turned into a golden lightning bolt, directly pounced on the young man who was shaking and getting closer and closer.

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow will become. Bang!" The sound of a glass wine bottle bursting directly interrupted the young man's half-chanting poem.

The golden lark appeared more than ten meters behind the young man, and the pale golden bird was very puzzled, it was obviously going to attack that person's neck, how could it hit the glass bottle inexplicably?

Throwing away the half of the glass bottle in his hand, the young man shook slightly and turned around, looking at the golden bird not far away, two golden lights suddenly burst out in his drunken eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a shooting star. Before the words fell, a sharp aura suddenly erupted from the young man's body, cold and solemn, and his body moved, rushing forward like a meteor.

Unexpectedly, this human being, who was still shaking, suddenly rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, and the golden lark was a little caught off guard, and only had time to block the two wings in front of him.

With a muffled bang, the golden lark was kicked by the rapidly approaching youth, flew out more than 40 meters away, and crashed directly into a sparse bush.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Standing in place, he chanted another poem in a very coquettish manner, and the young man turned around in a very chic manner, looking ahead with seven points of drunkenness.

The other lark that had been constantly attacking the silver light curtain had stopped at this time, and the pale golden bird boy showed a vigilant look, and the golden luster flashed on the feathers of his body, flowing out strange veins.

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. ”

The young man shook his head and sighed softly, and continued to walk forward with a slight sway, as if everything in front of him was insignificant to him.

"Chirp!" An extremely sharp birdsong sounded, and the luster on the golden lark's body bloomed, turning into a small golden sun again, with fiery and sharp energy, rolling and crushing.

It seemed that he was a little drunk, and he stopped his body, and the young man shook his head wildly, and slapped it out with a palm a little carelessly, and said to himself in his mouth.

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. ”

I only heard a bang, and the white palm of a woman's hand was like a ball, and with a slap, the little sun transformed by the golden lark flew out, and hit a billboard directly, leaving a big hole in it, and disappeared into the woods behind. Looking at this mysterious young man, he knocked the two golden birds away in a few moves, Zhao Tian was shocked, who is this person, it is too powerful!

"Save Zhao waving the golden gavel, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. At this moment, the two black-clothed young men had rushed out at some point, only three or four meters away from the silver light curtain, but they didn't dare to move, their bodies were stiff, and the expressions on their faces were very ugly.

The young man named Luo Yuwen laughed and read out such a poem dryly.

"The writing is good, I'm very optimistic about you!" The drunken young man smiled and nodded to the two black-clothed young men who were frozen in place, and then walked towards the already dim silver light curtain.

No one on the top of the mountain was moved, and they were all shocked by the powerful strength of this mysterious young man, and they could only watch as the other party was about to take the treasure.