A dragon!

A bone dragon, to be exact!

A giant bone dragon that stretches for thousands of feet, with its head visible but not its tail!

Even if he is dead, even if he is thousands of feet away, Nangong can still feel the majestic and mighty dragon might.

sacred, majestic, noble, inviolable......

This bone dragon is suspended in the air, as if the god's mansion looks down on the common people, and people can't help but bow down.

Underneath the bone dragon is a lake.

The lake water is clear, the waves are as flat as a mirror, and the sky lake is clear, giving people an illusion that they can't see the edge.

And the place where Nangong and the others are located is on a small island in the middle of the lake.

The body of the dragon stretches, rising and falling between the white clouds and blue waves on a sunny day, and its dragon head is facing this small island in the distance.

Nangong was secretly shocked in his heart. "It's so big! It's unusually big!"

He felt his surroundings carefully, there was air, but there was no aura!

Some looked up at the sky, and when they looked up, they saw a huge dragon head. Behind the dragon's head, there is a light from the sky that illuminates this lake and this island, but the sun is not seen.

So Nangong knew that Lu Hong gradually took the three of them to a small continental fragment.

Strictly calculated, the lost continent where human beings live today is actually a super-large continental fragment, and the original body of this fragment is called the Flood Wilderness.

In the Divine War, the flood was divided into three, and one of them is the current Lost Continent.

Another piece was shattered because it was the main battlefield, and after countless thousands of years of evolution, a space barrier gradually formed between the fragments, thus forming the current drifting island group.

The last piece is the holy place that countless cultivators yearn for the most—Zhongzhou.

In addition to this, there are countless small continental fragments. Compared to the three major plates of Lost, Drifting, and Zhongzhou, these fragments are simply negligible. The aura of heaven and earth has been completely lost, and although there is air for all things to breathe, it is actually a dead place where no grass is born.

These fragments are separated from the three tectonic plates, independent of each other but interconnected. By chance, one can enter the fragments through the connecting passage in guò.

And this piece of land in front of you is such a continental fragment.

Nangong secretly admired in his heart, Qinglong Academy was known as the first holy place in the mainland, and it really lived up to its reputation.

It's not uncommon for it to have a piece of such a continent.

Because the space bracelet on Nangong's hand is actually a smaller continent fragment that can be carried by the dwarf race...... More precisely, it is made of powder, which is then sealed with its unique technology.

And the most strange thing is that among this fragment of the inner courtyard of the green dragon, there is the remains of a dragon.

This is the noblest and most sacred life in heaven and earth!

Looking at the huge dragon head, and following its gaze to see the land under its feet, Nangong was in awe, and at the same time, a sense of déjà vu suddenly rose.

It's like...... Where have you ever seen it?

After pondering for a moment, he remembered the Nine Rank Green Dragon Badge that he was holding in his hand at this moment.

When he received the badge from Miss Lance that day, Nangong had probed his divine sense into it, and then he saw a city.

That city is a talisman, and that talisman is a dragon!

That Qinglong from the Blue Dragon Academy!

The illusion of the green dragon in the badge was strikingly similar to the bone dragon in front of him! It was god-like, not formal!

Nangong even faintly felt that there seemed to be some kind of mysterious connection between the two. There was a sudden movement in my heart, and then a very strong thought arose.

He's going to draw it!

The thoughts became stronger and stronger, to the point where they were about to burst out of their heads...... So, Nangong put his heart into action and quickly took out a set of painting tools from the space bracelet.

Easels, brushes, paper, ink, paints...... Everything but the kitchen sink.

Liang Zi, who had long been accustomed to this behavior, knew what he was going to do as soon as he saw his posture.

Then he said to the two people in front of him, "Wait a minute. ”

Lu Hongjian and Lin Xuanran, who were walking in front, stopped when they heard the words, and when they saw what Nangong was doing, Lu Hongjian shook his head lightly and said: "Although the dragon is dead, its meaning still exists, and its demeanor is definitely not something that mortals like us can copy, even if it is forced into the painting, the dragon will become unrecognizable, like graffiti." Nangong, don't waste your efforts!"

However, Nangong had already entered a fugue state at this time, ignoring the words of the two of them, and was engrossed in the painting paper and the brush.

That strong thought is actually "aura".

The so-called flash of inspiration refers to Nangong's current state. He wanted to seize the flash of spiritual light, draw the dragon in front of him, and reproduce it on paper.

The moment he put pen to paper, his spirit was raised to the peak at the same time!

Then, as soon as he saw it, he slowed down......

Instant eternity!

In order to complete this painting, in order to reproduce that divine dragon, even his magic that was not good at that time appeared spontaneously!

It's like ...... Even the heavens are sighing for the divine dragon that has been guarding here for an unknown number of years, and now they can't wait to borrow the hand of Nangong to resurrect it on the drawing paper!

Suddenly, the blue light flashed on the badge in his palm, and a long dragon groan resounded throughout Nangong's sea of knowledge......

Within the sea of knowledge, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and thunder flashed.

Nangong raised his eyes and saw that the bone dragon came to life in an instant, flying above the blue sky, looming between the blue sky and white clouds!

In the end, he flew straight towards Nangong's pen and paper!

Nangong's pupils contracted instantly, and he devoted himself to capturing the various demeanors and demeanors of the divine dragon's flight, and his hands were like flying!

"Roar"!!!

The dragon's groan resumed, and the dragon sank into the drawing paper!

The illusion is completely gone......

"Hahaha......"

Nangong put down his pen and let out a long laugh. In the laughter, there was a hidden meaning of the dragon being proud of the nine heavens.

Liang Zi said in surprise: "It's only a blink of an eye, you finished painting so quickly?"

"It's finished, look!" Nangong stroked the drawing paper in his hand, and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face that he had never seen before.

"What a mighty dragon!"

Liang Zi's eyes widened and let out a heartfelt admiration.

She has seen a lot of Nangong's paintings, and she has destroyed a lot, but it is the first time she has seen such a perfect masterpiece.

I saw a divine dragon leaping on it, with a rich demeanor, lifelike, and looking closely, it seemed to fly out of the paper!

Nangong laughed, "Haha...... Lord Hongji, you just said that mortals can't draw dragons, but in my eyes, heaven and earth can be painted!"

"Heaven and earth can be painted...... A good sentence can be painted in the world!"

Repeating this sentence in his mouth, Lu Hongji's eyes gradually lit up. He looked at the divine dragon in Nangong's hand, and was shocked and admired: "The stroke of God!

Lin Xuanran's shock and admiration were not in the slightest under Lu Hong.

Her gaze lingered on the painting for a few breaths, and her eyes gradually blurred, and she subconsciously reached out to touch the dragon. He woke up suddenly, and hurriedly retracted his hand, as if he did not dare to desecrate the sacred majesty.

Suddenly, Liang Zi screamed and said strangely: "Nangong, why does this dragon you painted have no eyes?"

Nangong smiled: "Can't put the finishing touch!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm afraid that if I nod my eyes, it will fly......" Nangong replied meaningfully.

Suddenly, his body shook slightly, and he fell down without warning.

Suddenly, Liang Zi suddenly exclaimed: "What's wrong with you?"

Nangong fell to the ground, but did not faint. He only felt as if his head was about to crack, but his body was empty, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant.

His vision was blurred, and his ears were full of the continuous sound of dragon groans, and he wanted to answer Liang Zi's words, but when he reached his mouth, it turned into a muffled snort.

The majesty of the divine dragon, how can mortals depict it lightly?

Nangong Fang just drew the dragon, and the spirit of the whole body was condensed to the highest point, and at the moment of "instant eternity", a divine dragon shadow was brought to life on the paper.

The dragon is drawn, but the price is not small!

At this time, Lin Xuanran leaned down, and after a brief look, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression looked a little strange. didn't think much about it, as soon as he turned his hand, he took out a few pills and stuffed them into Nangong's mouth, and then a soft light lit up on his fingertips, and he stroked Nangong's head for a while.

Seeing that Nangong's expression gradually calmed down, she stood up and was silent.

Liang Zi asked again and again, but Lin Xuanran just shook his head and said, "It's okay", and there was no follow-up.

Seeing Liang Zi's still worried expression, Lu Hong gradually suddenly spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he guessed the truth: "Brother Ling forcibly drew the dragon, it may be that Zhihai was shocked by the dragon's power, his divine sense was damaged, and his true qi was exhausted, so he fell to the ground with all his strength, and the girl didn't have to worry." ”

Liang Zi's heart was relieved, and Lin Xuanran's brows were a little tighter.

After some inspection, she found the strangeness of Nangong's body. Not only did there be traces of the True Qi running, but there was also an extremely faint force.

It is an irrefutable truth that true qi and different forces do not coexist.

Now, this truth has been broken by Nangong!

Out of concern, Nangong wants to know what happened to Lin Xuanran in the past eight years, but in fact, from another angle, isn't Lin Xuanran the same?

Obviously, when we met, you were a magician, but now that you have returned after eight years, why have you become a qi refiner?

It's just a matter of becoming a Qi Refiner, the world is so big, there will always be some strange things happening, but why do you still have a strange power in your body?

How did you learn this hand?

And this girl, although she has always been called a brother and sister, but I can see at a glance that you are not really brothers and sisters, so the question is, who is she?

I've been doing well for the past eight years, what about you?

......

Shaking his head lightly and suppressing all kinds of distractions, Lin Xuanran gave up the idea of asking questions, and stood quietly aside, waiting for Nangong to recover.

Since the dark power in his body can produce light after being sealed, why can't he have true qi and strange power in his body?

A lot of things, when he wants to say, you will naturally know.

There are also many things, even if he doesn't say it, you will know it in your heart.

......

After taking the medicine, he was treated again, and after a while, Nangong regained a little strength and felt much better.

Although the sea of consciousness has not subsided, it is no longer the appearance of the stormy waves just now, as long as you don't use your divine sense and think too much, the rest of the qi ē is no different from ordinary people.

Seeing that he was fine, Lu Hong gradually said, "Let's go, Mr. Six Hands is not far ahead." ”