Dragon Valley, Yanlong Valley Domain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The volcano still roared, mixed with the sound of rocks rubbing and crashing against each other as they were swept up into the sky by a hurricane. The ground here seems to have been eroded by magma, and the vapor of the magma blends into the air, making everything hazy, and the smell of burning fills everywhere.

In the distance, there was a reddened figure in the magma, naked, with bulging muscles on his muscular body, and his undulating chest indicating that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

In front of this person, a red flame dragon crawled in the magma, although the scales like fire tongs were still red and shiny, and the back was lined with fiery serrations, but the eyes were no longer the rebellious aura when they first crawled out of the crater, and instead there was a kind of surrender, a kind of admiration.

Qingtian slowly raised his head, his gaze was sharp, the two flame-like pupils in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the red color of his whole body gradually dissipated. The magma on the ground slowly receded, seeping into the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to its original state.

Optimus slowly walked to the dragon's side, and quickly cut a cut in the palm of his left hand with the dragon's tongue sword, and the blood suddenly opened in the palm of his hand like a rose, and the dragon seemed to feel the call of blood and roared.

Holding his left hand firmly, he began to recite an ancient incantation in his mouth, which should be the ancient language of the mutual contract between the human race and the dragon race, which has been a necessary step in the promotion of the dragon since ancient times. Optimus then pressed his index and middle fingers together to his lips to make a special sound that he used as a sign to summon the dragon.

After doing all this, Qingtian turned around and came to the Chaoyang grass to put on the clothes that were stacked on the ground, gently beating the dust on the clothes, and a trace of joy flashed in his dark eyes.

"Finally I did, and I lived up to the family's expectations and that kid's ......," Qingtian muttered as he looked into the distance.

Optimus adjusted his excitement and stretched out his left hand, the cut on his palm that had been cut by the dragon tongue sword had gradually begun to heal. This is because of the presence of the dragon bloodline, which allows the wound to heal quickly. His index and middle fingers were brought together and brought to his mouth, and he made the same sound as he had just said.

As soon as the sound of the deed was heard, the dragon behind Optimus began to slowly stand up, its eyes filled with blazing flames, and almost instantly it rushed into the sky, its outstretched wings covering the sky.

Yan Long spun in the air a few times and then swooped down directly, Optimus heard the huge wind behind him that was carried by Yan Long, and jumped upward, and when he was about to fall, Yan Long stopped under him just right and caught him steadily.

Sitting on Yan Long's body, Qing Tian gently stroked the still hot dragon's spine with his hand, and Yan Long obediently lowered his arrogant head and let it caress it.

Qingtian looked up at the somewhat dizzy sky, the remnant sun had set, and said meaningfully: "Nothing in this world is permanent, except for the sky. No matter how the sun, moon and stars change, no matter the wind, frost, rain and snow are raging, it has always been eternal. ”

Thinking of the sky, the green-eyed boy gradually appeared in Qingtian's thoughts, and he knew that the meaning of his name and Qingkong's name should be as eternal as the sky, so he gently patted the scales of Yanlong and said, "Let's call you 'Sky'." ”

Yanlong seemed to understand Optimus's words, and roared again.

The corners of Qingtian's mouth gently outlined an arc, and he said loudly: "Sky, let's try our skills!"

The dragon roared in a low voice again, and his feet stepped on the ground vigorously, and the dragon's wings flapped and slowly flew upward. In a moment, a red dragon appeared in the sky, riding a dragon with a long sword in his hand, like a flag fluttering in the wind on Qingyun City.

The flame dragon hovered over the forest, and Qing Tian really felt the vastness of this dragon valley, even though he was already hanging in the sky, he still couldn't see the edge at a glance. After flying for a while, the Yanlong suddenly dived down and flew up again, but there was a strong wild boar on both feet, shaking its long fangs and trying to stab the Yanlong, but helplessly it couldn't reach it.

"Boom!" Under the control of Qingtian, the dragon threw it to the ground, and the freed boar hurriedly got up and tried to run, but before he could take a step, a hot fireball surrounded him, followed by the second regiment, the third regiment...... A fireball like a cannonball turned a wild boar into a suckling pig in an instant.

Yan Long slowly stopped next to the wild boar, and Qing Tian jumped down, smelling the smell of burnt pork, and smiled at Yan Long, "Good job, Sky, this heat is just right." ”

With that, Optimus used his dragon's tongue sword to cut a piece of tar-soaked hind leg meat and feasted on it.

The dragon seemed to prefer to eat raw ones to Optimus, and flew into the forest to catch a poor boar and tear it apart alive. When they were all full, Qingtian looked back into the distance, remembering his family in the distance, and he said softly to Yanlong, "Okay, Sky, let's go home." ”

The dragon was flying extremely fast in the air, and there was no obstruction, so it only took them a few hours to get back to the exit of the artificial passage after a few days of walking.

Optimus jumped off the dragon, looking at the place where they had camped on their first night, and there were still a few blackened sticks of dry wood left on the ground, and the joy of that night seemed to be vivid.

Optimus took out the communication belt from his waist and pulled its pull ring, and the waist order let out a piercing sound, and instantly flew into the sky, followed by a cloud of colorful smoke in the sky.

This was an agreement between him and his father, if he had already been promoted to the rank of captain when he returned to the city, he would send a waist order at the entrance of the passage in advance to inform the guards guarding the city at the other end. He knew that his father's intention was to celebrate him in advance at the entrance of the passage, and although he didn't care about this formalism, he did it anyway, because he never disobeyed his father's words.

After firing the waist order, Qingtian didn't stop long, turned around and walked into the artificial passage where they had experienced the "rat spirit" at that time. Qingtian also suddenly understood why it took so much manpower and material resources to build this artificial passage so high, because the huge flame dragon behind him happened to be able to move freely here.

One man and one dragon walked for a long time in this slightly dimly lit passage, and Optimus always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

As the light in the passage began to brighten, meaning that they were about to walk out, Optimus suddenly thought that something was wrong.

"Where's the corpse of the rat spirit?" Optimus couldn't help but be surprised, although it wasn't a big deal without its corpse, but he still felt strange.

"Maybe he was brought back by the sky who returned to the city early, this kid will definitely show off to his friends when he kills such a monster. Optimus figured it out in a flash, letting go of his doubts, and the pace on his feet quickened.

After a few more walks, Optimus finally stepped out of the sweltering passage and onto the ground after a few days of absence. However, to his surprise, there was no scene outside the passage where he imagined the gongs and drums celebrating his ascension, and even the elite guards he had seen guarding the entrance were gone.

This change made Qingtian clench the dragon tongue sword in his hand with some vigilance, and the Yanlong behind him also seemed to feel the nervousness of his master, roaring in a low voice, and looked around vigilantly.

Thinking of the corpse of the Rat Spirit that had disappeared in the passage, Optimus had a hunch that it was not as simple as he thought, and he slowly walked towards the Cloud Palace, using his perception to gain insight into the situation around him. What made him even more puzzled was that he hadn't met anyone along the way, and Qingtian couldn't help but start worrying about if something had happened.

Just as he was about to hurry back to the Cloud Palace, a figure walked in front of him silently, it turned out to be Qingwei who had rushed back to Qingyun City in advance.

"It turned out to be Qingwei...... Why didn't my sentience sense him nearby?" Optimus frowned slightly, he hadn't noticed anyone when he had used his sentience to look around.

"Master Qingtian. Qingwei said hello stiffly.

Qingtian looked at Qingwei with a strange tone and a wooden expression, and his heart was also strange, but he finally saw a familiar person, so he first asked what was going on, why the guards at the entrance of the passage had disappeared.

Seeing Qingwei slowly walking up to him, Qingkong opened his mouth and said, "Xiaowei, what's going on? Why ......?"

Before Optimus could finish his questioning, Optimus suddenly pulled out a dagger from his cuff and stabbed it directly in the chest.

Since Optimus had prepared for all contingencies, he quickly dodged to one side, avoiding the dagger that stabbed him in the chest, but the price he paid was a scratch on his arm. Qingtian staggered to a stand, the dragon tongue sword in his hand was directly on Qingwei's neck, as long as he gently wiped it, Qingwei's life was gone, and the Yanlong behind Qingtian saw that his master was injured, and roared wildly.

The sharp blade was less than a centimeter away from Qingwei's neck, but he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and still wielded the dagger in his hand, not at all like the noble child who was born afraid of death before.

Qingtian saw that this was obviously not Qingwei's style, and his heart was shocked, "Could it be that you have fallen into some kind of bewitchment technique?" He was even more worried about the family in the Cloud Palace, so the strength of his hand increased, the sword heart reversed, and hit Qingwei hard in the chest with the back of the sword, Qingwei shook a few times and fainted, but the injury was not to death.

Qingtian exhaled, looking at the bleeding arm, for some reason there was a trace of dizziness in his head, the Yanlong behind him had already rushed to his side as if he was about to tear Qingwei apart, he hurriedly stopped it, Qingtian knew that Qingwei must have been used by someone to do some kind of magic.

"If Qingwei is recruited, then the others ...... No, I have to hurry back to the Cloud Palace!" Qingtian's face was solemn, and he was just about to climb the dragon to return to the Cloud Palace, when suddenly a lot of people appeared around him, rushing towards him with weapons in their hands.

Qingtian's hand holding the Dragon Tongue Sword trembled slightly, and his palms were dripping with sweat, he didn't know why his eyes were a little blurry, only holding the Dragon Tongue Sword barely resisted a few people who rushed over, and Yan Long also shook his iron-like tail to knock down the weak humans one by one.

Optimus's eyes are even more blurry, and he can only rely on his perception to support it, and the most unfortunate thing is that his strength is getting weaker and weaker, and there are more and more enemies, and it is obvious that all the people who are ready to ambush here.

Qingtian could only grope his way to Yan Long's side and let out a chirp, wanting Yan Long to take him out of here, and Yan Long also fluttered his wings and prepared to take off and escape from here. Unexpectedly, a huge metal net suddenly fell from the sky, covering the Yan Dragon inside, and the corners of the giant net were pulled by more than a dozen sturdy people.

The dragon tore at the net with its sharp claws, but no matter how much he struggled, it was to no avail, and finally the dragon began to spew out a scorching breath that burned the metal mesh red, but it still didn't damage the net even a bit.

"Could it be the Ancient Yangang ......?" was the last consciousness in Qingtian's mind. I don't know who actually made such a large net out of such a rare metal as ancient Yan Steel, is this specially for their own Yan Dragon? Who are they?

When the Dragon's Tongue Sword fell from Optimus's hand to the ground, Optimus slowly fell, and an old man leisurely walked over from the sneak attackers, his thin white beard covering the corners of his mouth, and his green clothes were very eye-catching.

Seeing the old man in green, except for the person who was still struggling to pull the huge net, the others lowered their bodies and said in unison: "City Lord!"

The old man walked in front of Qingtian, who was already unconscious, and a treacherous smile hung on the face of the old man, and said with a smile: "This Wujue grass is really strong, no matter how strong the Qingtian is, it can't resist it, and the same is true of Qingfeng back then, I didn't expect his descendants to be planted here, hehe......"

The old man looked at the dragon trapped in the giant net and still spewing flames, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Hmph, who said that there will be another dragon in Dragon Valley this time to promote Qingyun City?"