The white tiger scorched, emitting white light like a rainbow.

The tiger is as powerful as a mountain, and the people of the Zhao family in the White Tiger Dojo can barely breathe.

Fortunately, the Zhao family has passed on the white tiger to the wilderness, and has been getting along with the stone tigers around the White Tiger Dojo since childhood, and the martial arts bloodline of the family is all fierce tigers, so today's huge white tiger is standing above the head, and the people of the Zhao family only feel that their breathing is very difficult, and they are not depressed by the tiger.

As soon as this tiger came out, it immediately blocked a ray of sky light cast in the air.

Zhao Peng raised his head and looked at the white tiger in the air, only to see the four tiger claws of the tiger, hanging down in the four corners of the White Tiger Dojo, only more than ten meters from the ground, and the body of the white tiger was like a huge shield, covering the light and shadow around the White Tiger Dojo, which made the people of the Zhao family calm down in shock.

Only Zhao Peng is still vigilant.

He still felt that even if he completely drove the White Tiger Dojo and covered half of the sky, he might not be able to seek stability tonight.

Although the glimmer of sky light on the White Tiger Dojo was blocked, the dark clouds in the sky had been dispersed, and the falling snow had also dissipated because of this.

With the light emanating from the white tiger, the surrounding mountains are clearly visible, but you can't see anyone who crosses the border hidden in the mountain snow.

Not only that, but even birds, beasts and insects are nowhere to be found.

The quieter the night, the more terrifying it feels.

Of course, Zhao Peng was not afraid of such nights, but in his heart, there was a faint chill.

Even, there was a faint sound of the sea tide, which seemed to appear in Zhao Peng's ears.

The sound of this tide is extremely realistic, and there is even a faint smell of sea breeze, which is poured into Zhao Peng's nose with the sound of Zhao Peng's breathing.

It was as if the place where Zhao Peng was standing was not located in the small courtyard of the White Tiger Dojo, but above the sea, between the rolling waves, as if he had returned to the days when he sailed on the sea a few months ago, when he went to the Datang Black Market, and sailed on the sea......

Zhao Wuji was still sitting at the gate of the courtyard, squinting his eyes slightly, his face was serious, he raised his head and looked at the white tiger in the air, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to take a closer look at the image of the white tiger that appeared in the Zhao family's Ten Thousand Tigers......

Obviously, Zhao Wuji didn't hear the sound of the sea tide, nor did he smell the fishy smell of the sea, otherwise his expression would definitely change drastically.

However, Zhao Peng still asked: "Uncle Wuji, do you feel anything wrong?"

Zhao Wuji replied, "I didn't notice anything strange except for the sudden ray of light in the sky and the lack of a sound in the deep snow at night. This night...... It was too quiet, the cold night was cold, the frost was grand, and even if there was no sound of insects, there should be the sound of the wind, but there was no sound tonight. This matter must be the means of those who come from across the border, you must be careful!"

Zhao Peng nodded.

Sure enough, Zhao Wuji didn't hear the sound of the tide, so he said that tonight was extremely quiet.

"I'm afraid that only I can feel the tide and the smell of the sea tonight! Perhaps, when a ray of light fell from the sky and shone on me, those people who came across the border had already used their means on me, and now most of those mysterious means have already been launched......

Zhao Peng took a deep breath, raised his head, stared at the white tiger above his head, and thought in his heart: "Sure enough, my Zhao family's Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array is not perfect, and it can't resist all of the many martial arts methods. ”

Thinking about it, suddenly a kind of tiredness grew in Zhao Peng's heart.

This tiredness is like a tidal wave, endless, and it is simply unstoppable!

Without thinking about it, Zhao Peng already knew that this must be those means that came from across levels.

"The person who performed this method tonight is the Dugu Shen who was cut off half of his divine soul by me, or the Guanlan from Jincheng who is called Lord Lan, or is there someone else?"

Zhao Peng didn't have a bottom in his heart, so he only tried his best to cheer up, resisting the strong sense of sleepiness, but his eyelids were still getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

The billowing cold air breeds on Zhao Peng's body surface.

He wanted to use the cold and coldness from the ancient ice seed lotus seed to dispel the drowsiness.

But I still can't resist it!

"The martial arts methods in the world on the other side of the ancient road are so secretive! After dark tonight, I didn't even see the shadow of the enemy, but I had already fallen for someone else's trick! If it weren't for the fact that before Xiye Village died, he glanced at the direction of the small courtyard where I was full of hatred, which made Uncle Wuji vigilant and came to remind me, I was afraid that I would have gone to bed at this moment. Once I'm drowsy, I'm afraid I won't even know how I died......"

As soon as he thought of this, a cold sweat broke out from Zhao Peng's back, and his vague consciousness was a little sober, but after a while, he couldn't support it anymore, his eyes narrowed, and he fell asleep.

"Zhao Peng!"

Zhao Wuji saw that Zhao Peng was asleep with his eyes closed, so he suddenly roared, ran to Zhao Peng's side, grabbed Zhao Peng's arm, and wanted to shake Zhao Peng awake.

Zhao Peng's breathing was steady, his face was calm, and he was obviously entering a dream.

As Zhao Wuji's arm shook, Zhao Peng's body kept shaking, but he didn't open his eyes anyway.

The dream is weird, I've never seen it before!

There are thousands of dark clouds between heaven and earth, covering the sky and the sun.

The boundless sea was flooded with a rolling black tide, and the sound of the sea breeze shaking was like rocks exploding and the hills cracking, deafening, and huge waves came one after another.

There is only one isolated island, all granite, three to five feet in circumference, standing in the middle of the sea.

When Zhao Peng woke up, he was in this kind of dream, on an isolated island.

As far as the eye can see, there is no living thing in sight.

In the heavy waves, the corpses of countless sea fish with white bellies rolled up, and the pungent and disgusting smell of blood and the smell of the sea were mixed together, and ordinary people would have bitter faces as long as they smelled one or two bites, and they were afraid that they would vomit out of bile. Rao is Zhao Peng is firm mind, accustomed to seeing life and death, in such a dream, he can't stand some slight changes in his eyes.

The wind was extremely violent, and the tide and tsunami rolled wave after wave, like a huge mountain of water pushed by boundless power, towards the only island in the sea, and the impact came one after another.

Zhao Peng stomped his feet hard, his calves were deeply rooted in the rocks of the island, and he stood firmly, although his body kept shaking with the impact of waves of waves, his feet did not move for half a minute.

But his face is still resolute.

Oh!

Suddenly, the dragon's groan sounded.

Within the dark clouds in the sky, countless thunderbolts suddenly fell, splitting the waves that swept in waves.

A gap of unknown miles long appeared on the surface of the sea.

Oh!

There was another dragon roar, and a thick black mist rushed out of the gap.

The power of the mountains is oppressed, and it appears in the dark room.

Zhao Peng looked at it intently, but he didn't see clearly what was in the black mist, and he could only see through the gaps that were born when the black fog was rolling, and he could vaguely see that the unknown thing in the black room seemed to be relying on pieces of scarlet scale armor and rooster-like claws.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhao Peng's eyes were cold, and he thought, "I have read many classics and scriptures about martial arts, and I have never seen such a means that can invade the dreams of people in martial arts in any books. This move is really extremely weird, could it be that this kind of method can kill people in the dream realm of martial arts? Using this method to kill people, there is no need to engage head-on battles at all, it is simply impossible to prevent and extremely deceitful!"

At this moment, a pitch-black and shiny, flickering strange red light, like a fish's tail, was thrown out of the black mist.

Rumble!

The fishtail bombarded the sea, setting off infinite force, shaking the black mist and jumping up, coming straight across the sky, and pounced on the island where Zhao Peng was.

Ancient Martial Arts Ice Palm!

Ancient Martial Arts Flame Sword!

Zhao Peng released cold qi with his cold ice palm, protected his body, and then used the flame knife to unleash blades one after another, slashing towards the black mist in front of him.

Dozens of blades, connecting in a line in the air, tore a gap in the black mist.

Through this gap, Zhao Peng finally saw clearly that the thing in the black fog was a creature that looked very much like the "dragon" in ancient rumors. It's just that, compared to the image of the dragon in those pictures in the martial arts classics, the creature in this black fog only has a crooked single horn on its head, and only one claw on its abdomen.

"The dragon is extremely lewd, the dragon copes with all kinds of creatures, and gives birth to nine sons, and the dragon gives birth to nine sons, which are called dragon sons. The nine sons are also intertwined with different creatures, and there are hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren, all of whom are called demon dragons. ”

"This thing should be a demon dragon!"

As soon as Zhao Peng thought of this, the demon dragon was already facing the fierce blade of the flame knife, and it was rushing towards Zhao Peng, and the blazing fire of dawn had no effect on this demon dragon!

Bang!

Zhao Peng deserves to jump up, and the demon dragon just tore it with one claw, smashing the stone island where Zhao Peng originally stood.

Rumble!

The island collapsed, and a wave several meters high struck and washed away the splattered rubble when the island shattered, as if the island had never been seen before.

Oh!

The demon dragon raised his head suddenly, lifted his cobra-like triangular head, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Zhao Peng, who jumped into the air and had nowhere to focus.

The sky is dim and the clouds are dim.

Between the sea and the sky, except for Zhao Peng and this demon dragon, the corpses of infinite sea fish that were already floating on the sea with the huge waves could not pick up any scenes.

The demon dragon is full of Xuan Qi tumbling up and down, full of monstrous martial arts momentum, even if it is a great master like Guanlan and Dugu Shen who has fought against Zhao Peng, if you talk about martial arts momentum, it can't compare to one percent of this demon dragon, and it can even be said that it is not as good as just in case!

How to resist!