The white demon beast in front of him turned out to be a little dragon mouse, which surprised Lan Lingqing, Lan Lingmu and the others. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before Lan Lingqing could recover from the shock, he was attacked by the little dragon rat, and he wanted to use the black big bow, but he didn't have time at all.

In a hurry, he had to draw his silver sword to deal with it. The long sword was unsheathed and slashed diagonally towards the flying dragon mouse, leaving a series of sword shadows in the air, with white rays behind it.

"Ding!"

The dragon mouse's nails collided with the sword with a crunching sound.

In an instant, Lan Lingqing felt a huge pressure coming from the sword, as if a mountain was pressing straight down, pressing him so hard that he couldn't grasp the hilt of the sword tightly, and a pair of hands holding the sword trembled slightly.

A dangerous breath blew at him in his heart, blowing his hair behind him.

At this time, in Lan Lingqing's eyes, there was darkness all around, only he and the little dragon rat existed, the sword was pressed back little by little, and the little dragon rat in his eyes slowly became larger, turning into a mountain-like body, and he was resisting the claws of the little dragon rat with an insignificant sword.

He felt the pressure getting heavier and heavier, and cold sweat was on his forehead. Cold sweat gathered into a drop that ran down his face, over his cheeks, and down his chin.

At this critical moment, he saw his younger brother, Lan Lingmu's peerlessly handsome face, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Looking at the mountain-like dragon rat again, there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and a strange power arose from his heart, spreading to his hands, making him feel that the power pressed on the sword was greatly reduced. With a roar, the momentum suddenly exploded, and a circle of white light emanated from his body, dissipating into nothing halfway through his body.

He failed to exert his full strength just now, but now his strength is unreserved, and mixed with a mysterious power, the little dragon rat in his eyes quickly became smaller, and then he took advantage of the situation to cut down. The blade of the silver sword rubbed a string of sparks against the fingernails of the little dragon mouse, and the little dragon mouse was slashed upside down dozens of feet.

With a sword slash, Lan Lingqing immediately drew his sword back into its sheath. The big hand slapped the big black bow on the back, and the big bow flew into the air from the body. At the same time, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the big bow that fell from the sky with one hand, and reached into the quiver with the other, and grabbed the arrow feather.

All the movements seem to be numerous, but they are just a circle of hands. The time when the little dragon rat flew upside down in the air was completed in an instant, and when the little dragon rat landed, Lan Lingqing had already pulled the big bow into a full moon, and the arrow pointed directly at the little dragon rat.

A few strands of white hair slowly fell from the air, and Lan Lingqing could see the figure of the little dragon mouse from the white hair.

"Whew!"

A piercing grinding sound sounded, and suddenly Lan Lingqing shot an arrow.

The arrow was unremarkable, as if it were slower than a normal arrow, passing directly through a few strands of white hair. The strong air flow on the arrow directly adsorbs the white hair on the arrow.

"Squeak!"

Seeing that the arrow shot at him turned out to be so weak, this made the dragon rat feel that he was being slighted.

It is a great shame to be despised by someone who is weaker than yourself, and the way to wash away this shame is to kill that person.

The little dragon rat screamed angrily at Lan Lingqing, kicked its hind legs, and flew like an arrow towards the weak-looking arrow. The two little paws kept chasing, and the red light in their eyes was even stronger, and it was angry, angry that the prey in front of it dared to despise it.

Go to hell!

The little dragon mouse said hatefully in his heart, and his mind kept coming up with all kinds of ways to torture people.

But just as it was fantasizing, when it was still a foot away from the arrow, it saw a long, thin red line appear from the arrow, and from these red lines it smelled of danger.

However, with its cultivation in the primordial realm, it could not borrow strength in the air, and could only watch itself get closer and closer, and a dangerous aura enveloped its whole body.

When everyone encounters the danger of life and death, this state often occurs: time seems to slow down, the picture in front of them slowly plays in the eyes, and their thinking can quickly keep up, but the animals can't keep up, and can only watch until they are completely enveloped in danger, and then die.

If you can move, you live, and if you can't move, you die!

In the eyes of the little dragon rat, the arrows were a few feet closer to him, and the red threads became as thick as fingers, and they rotated around the arrows, trying to wrap the arrows in them, and there were some red dust-like particles around the red threads that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and these particles continued to merge into those red threads, growing the red threads.

The smell of danger increased as the red arrow grew, and as the arrow approached, the danger made it feel like it was cut by a thousand knives, and it still couldn't move under this danger, and it suddenly regretted it as it watched the red line wrap up in its eyes continue to expand.

When the arrow was less than half a foot away from it, the arrow had been tightly wound by red threads that looked like a big python, and turned into a giant red pillar surrounded by several people, spinning.

At this moment, it clearly felt the power of this arrow, and if it was shot by the arrow, it would be almost dead.

Seeing the danger getting closer and closer, and still unable to move the slightest, the heart began to despair.

Ready to die, it began to calm down, and in this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world stopped moving. It saw that the red arrow pillar less than half a zhang away from it stopped spinning and stood still in the air, and Lan Lingqing on the opposite side looked at the arrow he shot steadily, his lips pursed slightly, as if he was sneering, while Lan Lingmu and the guards behind had different expressions, some were surprised, some were happy.

It was at this moment that it suddenly remembered what it had seen and felt when it was born. Coming out of the mother's belly, the freshness of the outside air made it stretch comfortably, but when it opened its eyes to look at the outside world, the first thing it saw was the mother who was dying, lying motionless beside him. At that time, it did not understand anything, thinking that its mother was tired because she had given birth to herself, so she crawled to her mother and rubbed her head against her body, but her mother never moved, and still lay quietly, with a long wound on her back. In the end, it learned that its mother was dying, and before she died, she said to it in a weak voice, "You must survive well." With that, my mother died of exhaustion.

It watched its mother's death, and at that time it didn't understand anything, but there was a pain in its heart that made it cry, and it kept putting its head on its mother's hand, but her mother didn't respond.

My mother died, and she only had time to say a word, she didn't say who seriously injured her, she didn't say who I had relatives, I didn't know who I was going to take revenge, I was alone and didn't know where to go.

I drained my mother's blood out of a thirst for blood, which made me feel much better, thinking that my mother's blood lived in my body, but I found this to be a wrong idea, because I was still sucking the blood of other beasts, because this practice is called blood food in my memory.

The warmest part of these days is the corpse that comes back to accompany my mother after going out to eat blood every day. Only by being by her body will I feel a trace of warmth, but also a trace of pain. The pain came from the wound he had wounded outside, as well as the deep wound on his mother's back. My wound was only a little bit, and it was already very painful, and my mother's wound was bigger than mine, and I wanted to ask my mother if it hurt, but she didn't answer me.

The little dragon rat waved its paws unwillingly, and this is, it found that its body could move. It touches deep painful memories in its heart, making it very angry, even crazy.

Suppressed pain erupted, and it let out an angry roar at Lan Lingqing, and a dragon groan was faintly heard in the sound, and a majestic aura emanated from it. At the same time, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed on the white horns on its forehead.

The arrows that swirled like red pillars were less than half a foot away from the little dragon rat, and if the dragon rat was shot by the arrow, the consequences would be unimaginable for it.

But at this moment, the unthinkable happened. After the white light flashed, the wind around it quickly gathered in front of it, forming an almost physical wall of wind. In the wind wall, the compressed wind elemental clamped the arrow fiercely, preventing the arrow from moving forward, causing the arrow to pause in front of a finger away from the dragon mouse.

The arrow was caught in the wall of wind, but then broke through the wall again, shooting at the dragon rat almost without stopping.

But something even more incredible happened, the dragon rat disappeared in place, and the arrow swept past the place where it disappeared, shot into the ground, and exploded a large crater three feet wide and two feet deep.

Lan Lingmu and the guards looked at the big pit in a daze, all shocked by this arrow, and also shocked by the disappearance of the little dragon mouse. Just now, at the moment when the little dragon rat disappeared, the arrow passed through the place where it used to be, and the time was just right, if it was a little later, it might have been hated today.

Everyone didn't know why the little dragon rat suddenly disappeared, although some people guessed the result, but immediately knocked on their heads again, this thought dispelled this thought, after all, this kind of thought was too terrible for them. This kind of thinking is the magic power of the real dragon - spatial teleportation.

And the reason why they dismiss this idea is because there are too few dragon rats that can teleport in space.

Although it is said that the little dragon rat clan has inherited the bloodline of the real dragon, it is very small.

The real dragon is a proud divine beast, and it will not give its own blood to people easily, and the production of the little dragon mouse is an accident.

In the dragon and mouse clan, only if the true dragon bloodline reaches one-tenth of its own mixed bloodline, it is possible to inherit spatial teleportation. This is only possible, sometimes even if it reaches one-tenth of the time, it is not necessarily possible to inherit spatial teleportation, and it needs an opportunity to wake up, such as the pain caused by the little dragon mouse remembering his mother, it may become an opportunity for it to inherit spatial teleportation. Therefore, although the dragon rat is said to have inherited spatial teleportation, it is inherited by a very small number of clansmen. So far, there are only six known dragon and mouse clans who have inherited spatial teleportation, and all of these people have inherited them in the Lihan realm. If the little dragon rat in front of him also inherits spatial teleportation, then there will be seven people, and it is the first one of the seven to inherit it in the primordial realm, and it is also the one with the most potential in the future.

Compared to spatial teleportation, almost every dragon rat clan can do the Wind Condensation Wall, and there are many newborns who will do it soon, so they don't care about the Wind Condensing Wall.

Just when everyone was shocked, the figure of the little dragon rat appeared out of thin air from a hundred feet away, looking at them from a distance, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

Everyone has a memory that they don't want to recall, and once it is brought up, it will be exchanged for a crazy revenge.

The dragon mouse's sad memories are brought up, and although it helps it save its life, it also wants to let that person die.

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