Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info one person and one dragon chatted aimlessly, but the rain butterfly on the side was dumbfounded, she didn't know what was wrong with this.

In other words, everything that happened just now was beyond her understanding.

The little dragon in front of him, which only had a soul, was actually the one suppressed by the ancient cultivators for thousands of years.

And this dragon, not only did not die, but also appeared alive in front of her.

Rainbutterfly was in a petrified state, and it wasn't until the dragon spoke again that she came to her senses.

The giant dragon seemed to be afraid of the soul slaying knife in Ziqian's hand, floating far in the air, and whispered, "I said, boy, can you put that magic weapon away."

Ziqian nodded and said, "Yes, but ......" He changed his words and said: "After I accept it, how can I believe that you will not make a move on me."

The giant dragon snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Do you think that a great, handsome and dashing dragon like me may attack a weak human like you?"

Ziqian smiled slightly and said, "Am I weak?"

The giant dragon nodded subconsciously and said arrogantly: "Of course you are weak, in front of my great, handsome and dashing Blue Scar Wind Dragon, all the cultivators in the world are very weak."

Ziqian's gaze swept over the soul slaying knife in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Do you really think I'm weak?"

The dragon, that is, the blue scar just answered, but saw the release of a terrifying aura from the soul slaying knife, and quickly changed his words and said: "Okay! I barely think you are not weak, uh......" When he felt that the aura on the soul slaying knife not only did not weaken, but increased, he had to say: "The great and handsome and dashing blue scar wind dragon thinks that you are not weak anymore, now you can put away that broken thing!"

Ziqian shook his head, and did not put away the Soul Slaying Knife, but said in a condensed voice: "No, I will only withdraw the Soul Slaying Knife when I am sure that you are not a threat to me."

When Qingji heard this, he immediately jumped like thunder, and said angrily: "What, my great, handsome and dashing Qingjin Fenglong has talked to you like this, not only do you not appreciate it, but you also talk to me like this? Believe it or not, as long as I move my fingers, you and the woman behind you will be wiped out."

Ziqian was not afraid of the bruises at all, if this dragon dared to attack him, he would not say such a thing, "The great and handsome and dashing bruised wind dragon, how can you make me disappear?"

"You ......" The bruises in the cyan mist suddenly raised his tail, glared at Ziqian, and said word by word: "Boy, don't go too far, you treat a great, handsome and dashing wind dragon like this, you will definitely suffer the curse of heaven.|"

"Damnation?" Ziqian said disapprerovingly, "I don't believe this."

Qingjin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Then what do you believe?"

Ziqian flicked his wrist, and the soul slashing knife instantly came out of his hand and flew in front of Qingji.

When Qingji saw the Soul Slashing Knife flying, he was too frightened to act rashly, and his voice said in fear, "You, you, what do you want to do?"

Ziqian smiled coldly and said, "I believe I can kill you now."

Hearing this, Qingji was finally scared, and he saw a trace of ruthless coldness in Ziqian's eyes, and hurriedly said, "Do you really dare to kill me?"

"If you don't cooperate, I don't mind killing you." Ziqian's voice was still cold, and it seemed to be emotionless.

Scar's eyes rolled, as if he was thinking of a way to escape, and he asked as he thought, "Why save me if you want to kill me?"

"You don't need to know this, I said, as long as you cooperate with me, I won't make a move on you." Ziqian said in a condensed voice.

Qingji knew that if he said a word at this time, the kid in front of him would definitely shoot at him without hesitation, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll cooperate with you, but I want to know, what do you want me to do?" He was depressed in his heart, if it wasn't for the ten thousand years that his divine sense had weakened to the point where he couldn't attack, he wouldn't have to bow his head to a weak human being.

Ziqian nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, my first question is, is there any treasure here?"

Bruiser's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he asked rhetorically, "Is there a treasure here?"

Seeing that the cyan look didn't look like it was disguised, Ziqian asked again, "Is there a treasure called the Wind Spirit Bead?"

Qingjin was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Haha, you say...... You say the broken bead is a treasure?"

Ziqian's expression changed, and then he asked, "The Wind Spirit Bead is not a treasure?"

The blue mark dragon tail flicked behind him, revealing an extremely humane smile, and said: "Maybe ten thousand years ago, it was indeed a treasure, but after such a long time, it is at most a good magic weapon, if you treat such a broken bead as a treasure, this time you can be regarded as nothing." As he spoke, he showed a sympathetic look.

Ziqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he came this time for the Wind Spirit Bead, whether it was a treasure or not, he had to get his hands on it, vaguely he felt that the use of the Wind Spirit Bead was not as useless as Qingzhen said.

Qingji was furious, glared at Ziqian angrily, and said, "What are you talking about, you actually call me such an ugly name as the great, handsome and dashing Blue Scar Wind Dragon."

"Is this name hard to hear?" Ziqian glanced at the bruises and asked indifferently.

......Before the words in his mouth could be said, Qingji felt a black light flashing on the soul slaying knife spinning beside him, and a huge soul power enveloped his Yuan Ying, which frightened his body and quickly changed his words, "Of course it's not unpleasant, this is the best name I've heard when I'm so old."

Ziqian snorted coldly, and said with some disdain: "I really doubt that you are a giant dragon to say such a thing."

Qingjin was angry again, his whole body arched, stared at Ziqian, and blurted out: "Bastard, when you live and die, do you still care about reputation?"

Ziqian turned his wrist, put away the soul slashing knife, and said indifferently: "Aren't you going to die?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the giant dragon was stunned, but even the rain butterfly on the side looked at Ziqian with an abnormal look.

Ziqian turned his back to the dragon and said, "You should be very familiar with this place, take me to find the Wind Spirit Bead!"

Seeing that Ziqian put away the soul slashing knife, Qingjin was also a little bolder, and came to Ziqian's face in a flash, and said, "I want to ask, what benefits can I get from taking you to find that wind spirit bead?"

Ziqian smiled, that smile was a little evil, "I don't know the benefits, but if you don't take me there, I can tell you the disadvantages."

Qingji waved his dragon claws, crossed in front of him, and said, "Boy, don't go too far, I'm ......"

Ziqian made a gesture of patting the storage bag, and said with a smile: "If you say this again, I don't mind sacrificing the Soul Slaying Knife."

As soon as Qingjin heard the three words of the Soul Slaying Knife, he suddenly became discouraged, and said, "Okay, as long as you can take me out of here, I can teach you some powerful Dao techniques."

"It's a deal." Ziqian walked up to Yu Die, who was still in a daze, and said in a low voice, "Let's go! As he spoke, without waiting for Yudie to agree, he took his hand and walked out.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the stone cave, the figure of the blue mark flashed, and he stood in front of them, and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, you guys are leaving like this, how can I get out?"

Ziqian understood in a blink of an eye that this wind dragon couldn't leave this stone cave, so he asked, "Are you afraid of the coercion of space here?"

Qingji nodded and said, "The spatial coercion in this formation breaking method is too powerful, if it weren't for the fear of this energy, I could have forcibly sealed the conflict ten thousand years ago." Speaking of this, he sighed, "It's a pity that it can't be done now, when you entered the inner valley, I forcibly used the power of my soul to cast an immortal technique, and I couldn't break through at all."

Ziqian finally understood how the sound of the dragon's groan and the shaking of the earth and the mountains were formed, and it turned out that this green dragon was performing immortal magic.

Immortals?

Ziqian was slightly stunned and said, "You can use immortal arts?"

Qingji arrogantly raised his dragon head and said arrogantly: "Of course, I am a great, handsome and dashing Qingjin Wind Dragon, what is a little immortal art."

Although Ziqian has not been in contact with this wind dragon for a long time, he can already conclude that this dragon is very good at bragging.

"Then what kind of immortal arts do you know?" Ziqian was in a good mood and wanted to expose the old bottom of the bruises.

Qingjin didn't hear Ziqian's voice, and said like a river, "Boy, it's not me who blows, I know too many immortal arts, in your human words, it is as if the number of stars in the sky is uncountable, like the waves in the sea, one after another, as if ......"

"Stop!" Ziqian didn't expect that this dragon-breaking dragon's eloquence was so good, could it be that the seal of ten thousand years had held him back for too long, and he wanted to find a feeling of speaking?

No, I remember that when I first heard his voice, my breath was still very weak, why did I become energetic as soon as I came out?

Suddenly, Ziqian noticed that most of the spirit stones on the surrounding stone walls had lost their spirituality, and he suddenly became abrupt.

Presumably, after this wind dragon came out, he didn't know what method he used, and quietly absorbed the spirituality in the spirit stone.

Under Ziqian's eyelids, he can be unaware of ghosts, and this wind dragon can be regarded as having some ability.

Yu Die on the side, seeing the wind dragon chattering endlessly, giggled, and couldn't help but say, "Qingzhen senior, since you can't count, then don't count, just say that you know the immortal arts." She was also stunned when she heard that the wind dragon would perform immortal arts, and in a blink of an eye, the wind dragon was a spirit beast from the spirit world, and it was not surprising that it would use immortal arts.

The senior in Yudie's mouth, Qingji was very useful when he heard it, and nodded with satisfaction, "Little girl, you are much more sensible than that kid, wait for me to tell you interesting things about the spiritual world."

"Scarred senior, don't change the subject." Yu Die smiled and said softly, "You haven't told me yet, what kind of immortal arts do you know?" The thoughts in her heart were the same as Ziqian's, if this wind dragon really knew how to use immortal arts, she could learn from him, and if she could cultivate successfully, although this world could not be said to be invincible, it was also rarely invincible.

Qingji sighed, and said helplessly: "It's because I have learned too many immortal arts, I don't know which one to say first."

At this moment, Ziqian and Yudie both had an impulse to slap the palm-sized wind dragon in front of them to death.