Chapter 740: Chapter Seven Hundred and Forty: Frog Jiao's Tribulation

If it weren't for Ye Wentian's loud roar at the critical moment, the fate of the four would be unimaginable!

Shen Mengxian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, a little embarrassed, and raised his voice: "Much, thank you very much!"

The other three also thanked each other, in the battle for the rookie list, everyone was an enemy, and at this time, Ip Man was willing to come to the rescue, which was really commendable.

"Isn't Miss Shen going to scold me?" Ye Wentian said with a teasing laugh.

Shen Mengxian looked embarrassed, and apologized to Ye Wentian with a red face.

Ye Wentian nodded: "You don't have to thank me, the so-called friend or foe, you are not my enemy, I will help you and it will be beneficial to me." Now remember the route I said, don't go wrong: innate gossip, Xun position 10 meters, dry position 17 meters, exchange position 11 meters, Kan position 27 meters, Xun position 6 meters, 50 meters away from the position......"

"Remember, that's all, don't blame me for making a mistake, good luck to you. After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he didn't care if they remembered it or not, he laughed and broke the waves and left.

"Remember?" Shen Mengchen looked bitter, obviously not remembering everything.

"Confused ......" Du Biali was speechless and scratched his head vigorously.

"Really, will you die if you repeat it? Run so fast, hum!" Shen Mengxian gritted his teeth and fiercely.

Guan Qiong suddenly said: "Don't complain, he is willing to help, he has already done his duty, I believe he doesn't need to harm us, just follow his route, I remember it all." ”

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Through a mist of water, Ye Wentian was the first to pass through the guò vortex field, and officially completed the 100,000-meter voyage, and then he only needed to take off the nameplate and return to the sea, as long as there was no accident, the first place was none other than him.

However, Ye Wentian did not return immediately, because a thousand meters away, it seemed that something big was happening.

The sky was gloomy, the torrential rain was pouring lightning and thunder, the lake was turbulent and the waves were churning, and a full ten dragons broke out of the waves, and people stood up, exposing the water for hundreds of meters, they gathered in a circle, all maintaining a posture, looking up at the sky, their expressions seemed to be very anxious, and a low roar came.

Ye Wentian then looked up, only to see that below the thunderclouds, there was a ten-meter-long small dragon, flying up and down, don't look at its small size, but its breath is more powerful, two cyan bulges on the top of the head, it seems that something is about to break out of the skin, and the end of the tail seems to be about to undergo some strange changes.

However, this little dragon was obviously very painful and nervous, with scorched black marks all over its body, facing the rolling thunderclouds overhead, and its big eyes were full of fear.

Thunder and might, all things are intimidated!

Ye Wentian's heart flashed, and suddenly thought of something, and muttered: "Could it be that this little dragon is going to cross the tribulation and turn into a dragon? It doesn't make sense, its size is only so small, and it is obviously in its infancy, how can it cross the tribulation now?"

It is no wonder that Ye Wentian was surprised, there is a clan of Qingjiao living in Wolong Lake, Qingjiao is the bloodline branch of Qinglong, which can be regarded as the descendants of the ancient Qinglong, and has a very high status in the Qinglong Empire.

But the dragon is still a dragon after all, not a dragon, a snake body, four claws, dragon scales, but no dragon horns, no dragon tail, it takes years of cultivation before it is possible to transform into a dragon.

According to records, Jiao's thousand-year-old tribulation can turn into a horned dragon, also known as a cloud dragon or a swimming dragon, which can soar through the clouds and drive the fog and rain in the clouds; 5,000 years of tribulation can reshape the body into a green dragon, with holy power, ranking first among the four ancient holy beasts; 10,000 years can be green and golden, transform into a golden dragon, and dominate the dragon clan of the four seas; 100,000 years to cross the last tribulation, can turn into an ancient candle dragon, open your eyes for the day, close your eyes for the night, subvert the four seasons, turn the world upside down, and have the power of opening the world.

In terms of bloodline and strength, the dragon clan has an incomparable advantage over human beings, especially the dragon clan in the Xianwu Continent, which is the pinnacle of the martial spirit world.

This little dragon, judging from its size, is definitely in its infancy, but it has spanned thousands of years of cultivation, and it is directly going to cross the tribulation long horn! This is enough to prove that its bloodline is pure and its talent is extraordinary, but this is not a good thing, because the tribulation is a matter of nine deaths and a lifetime, without a thousand years of exercise, in the face of the heavenly punishment and thunder tribulation, it is basically certain to die!

Perhaps in order to confirm Ye Wentian's thoughts, the thunderclouds rolled, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth shook, and a purple lightning arm thick fell from the sky, without mercy, and slashed at the little Jiaolong's body.

"Ang!" The tragic dragon groan was heartbreaking, and there was another scorched black on the little dragon's body, and the green scales turned into powder, revealing the flesh and blood below.

The ten adult dragons below also raised their heads and hissed, as if encouraging the little dragons to hold on, but the emotions they revealed seemed extremely anxious.

The catastrophe cannot be stopped, and the thunder is with you!

They can't save the little dragon!

"Smack!" another lightning fell, obviously much thicker than the previous one, the little dragon roared in pain, the blood flowed wildly, the breath became weaker and weaker, and the churning gradually became weaker, like a snake about to die.

There is no third choice, this is the path of cultivation, and the four words of natural selection are interpreted to the extreme.

The interval between the heavenly thunders is getting shorter and shorter, but the power is getting stronger and stronger, in just five minutes, there have been eleven heavenly thunders falling on the little Jiaolong, at this time, the little Jiaolong's body dragon scales are all peeled off, the muscles are scorched black and bloody, and it looks miserable.

The ten adult dragons below let out a pathetic dragon groan, and all of them shed dragon tears, and one of them, an elegant frog, lowered his head and cried silently. In their opinion, the little dragon will not last long, and maybe the next thunder will completely fall.

In these five minutes, there were boats through the fog one after another, they all saw the shocking scene in front of them, but no one left, they all knew that the little Jiaolong was dead, and if he stayed, he might be angered by the Qingjiao clan, so it was better to stay out of the matter, pretend not to see it, and hurry up and return.

The Shen sisters, Du Bieli, and Guan Qiong were grateful to Ye Wentian for his help and persuaded Ye Wentian to leave quickly, but they couldn't persuade him, so they could only leave on their own.

Yang Yi and Hua Xiong glanced at Ye Wentian with cruel eyes, and quickly took off the nameplate and returned.

There were even people who snickered, ridiculing Ip Mantian for being so early in the triple realm because of a small loss, but he was so slow to delay time here, he was an idiot.

No one left, no one ...... Except for Ip Mantian!

Ye Wentian listened to all the ridicule in his ears, but he didn't care, just stared at the little dragon with all his attention.

The thunderclouds began to flicker again, crackling sounds, and the electric light gradually converged, and with a roar of extinction thunder, a bucket-thick dark purple lightning slashed mercilessly.

The little dragon's eyes showed a look of despair, the cyan dragon qi dissipated, and there was no longer the courage and strength to fight, and the dragons below also roared in unison, sad, desolate, and unwilling......

At this moment of life and death, at this moment of lightning and fire, a purple lightning rose from the surface of the lake and rushed towards the world-destroying thunder.

(How about receiving the little dragon? It is directly related to Shangyuan Spring Hunting)