"Let me go, this is the only chance."

The red-robed Taoist shook his head and sighed, or, the panting yellow-robed Taoist slowly put the red-robed Taoist on his back on the side of the big stone with a sweat on his head after hearing this.

"Let's go, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and catch up, maybe you still have a chance to worship under the saint."

The red-robed Daoist kept urging with the peacefulness on his face, and the yellow-robed Daoist panted and looked at the other party's injured legs, and then looked at the Dao robe on his body that was even more tattered, if it weren't for the rough skin and thick flesh, he wouldn't be able to hold it.

"My name is Huang Long, what about you?"

The panting Huanglong Daoist said with a smile, while the red-robed Daoist was tired and relied on the big stone, sighing, "Is it still useful to call it?" If you let go of me and catch up, you will have the opportunity to worship the saint, and in the future, you and I will be the difference between the clouds and mud, does the name matter? ”

The honest Huang Long also nodded firmly after hearing this, "You're right, as long as we become saints, we will be different from each other in the future." ”

After saying that, Huang Long, who took a breath directly, did not hesitate to carry the red-robed Taoist on his back again, and continued to hurry forward with a breath of breath.

The red-robed adult on his back suddenly patted him on the shoulder anxiously and said, "Didn't you hear clearly?" If you carry me on your back again, Huanglong, you are still a handful of mud. ”

"Hehe~ I know, but you saved me just now, I can't give up on you."

Huang Long said with an honest and sincere smirk, this scene made the red-robed Taoist behind him smile bitterly, and sighed: "The wind blade array just now, you can also carry it head-on." ”

There was a big array just now, and the sharp wind blades continued to sweep, and countless monks fled and dodged in a hurry, but the red-robed Taoist kindly blocked Huang Long, and as a result, his legs were injured, and then he was shocked that Huang Long grabbed him, and relied on his body to resist countless wind blades and rushed out.

What Huang Long didn't know was that in the formation of this saint, it was like one person and one world, and all the people appeared according to different cultivation in the formation illusions, but there were many injured figures who were the same.

"It's different, you save me."

Huang Long's words were full of firmness, and it seemed that in this cruel and cold world of cultivating immortals, there was still a trace of warmth.

"Hehe, what's the difference, you just need to put me down, rush out of the formation alone, and worship the saint, in the future, you saint's disciple, even if you remember me, you can also save me as a saint's disciple."

The red-robed Taoist smiled bitterly, but Huang Long, who was carrying him, was brainless, and grinned directly.

"This can't be done, you are the only person I have saved in more than 2,000 years of life."

"Huhu~ I was a yellow dragon, when I was born, my father almost drained my essence and blood, in order to strengthen the bloodline to cross the tribulation, and my mother picked up my dragon scales, in order to refine a dragon scale armor to fight against the catastrophe."

"Huhu ~ The catastrophe is gone, my father and mother have died under the catastrophe, and I am weak to survive by gnawing on the golden scales scattered all over the ground."

"These golden dazzling scales should have belonged to me, hehe, and then I practiced and slept in the waterhole, and I kept doing this, I also have friends."

"Carp Essence, Goldfish Essence, and Water Snake Spirit, but they joined forces to devour my Blood Transformation Dragon, and in the end they all failed."

Telling about his past, almost all of it was full of cruelty and betrayal, but Huang Long showed an honest smile, grinning and couldn't close his mouth at all, this scene made the red-robed Taoist behind him sigh and ask: "Why do you have to laugh after you finish talking about your life?" And I sense that you really don't seem to care, are you really laughing? ”

Under the contradictory smile, the panting Huang Long's eyes were full of endless tears, and he couldn't stop grinning on his mouth.

"Because! Because, it turns out that someone can save you is such a feeling, so comfortable in my heart, even more comfortable than after the transformation, I think my father and mother should be dependent on each other to live, and I think the same way. ”

Even though Huang Long, who had experienced his parents' blood and scaling, still faced it with a smile, or he wanted to give himself a warm childhood, not a childhood of cruel betrayal.

"Hehe, if a person like you doesn't worship the saint as a teacher, he won't live long, even if he worships, he may not be able to live well."

Under the mocking smile, Huang Long grinned disapprovingly after hearing this: "It's okay, anyway, I have nothing since I was born, it's okay." ”

The dismissive 'it's okay' seemed to have already looked down on everything, and this scene made the six saints who observed it look sideways.

There was a color of appreciation in Zhun Ti and Jie's eyes, and even the emotion of connecting the heavens, it is really rare to be able to maintain a pure heart after all this.

Even the primordial couldn't help nodding secretly, but then he looked at the good corpse of Hongyun, as well as Huanglong's heels, and finally his eyes narrowed deeply, how to say this heel, half and half.

To be honest, the heel of the Yellow Dragon is really extraordinary, it was originally a golden dragon, but unfortunately it was drawn from blood and scaled at the beginning, and the loss of the origin was too serious, and it turned out to be a Yellow Dragon that could not be up or down.

The Yellow Dragon of Tubula, if you want to say that the heels are obviously extraordinary, but they are half the difference, and it consumes a lot to complete the origin, and this transformation!

It made the primordial frown secretly, the origin was insufficient, and it was obvious that he had lost too much essence blood when he transformed into a dragon, just like what Huang Long just said about being extracted by a friend in order to turn into a dragon, they all failed, and Huang Long was also a semi-finished product, and his transformation was not complete enough.

The panting and embarrassed Huanglong Daoist kept carrying the red-robed Daoist behind him forward, he couldn't see anyone anymore, and even in his cognition, he was already the last, no! It should be said that he and the red-robed Taoist on his back are the last two.

On the other side, a handsome or feminine Taoist was panting and supporting a person, or a bald and handsome monk.

"You save me, I save you, the cause and effect are over, you yourself are good to stay here."

"No, carry him on his back, he was kind enough to come here just now, if you weren't in danger, how could he be like this."

"Shut up! You want to be a good person in everything, you want to save everything, can you save it? And look at this person, with a bald head and a robe, he is obviously a Buddhist thought, he came to explain what the saint formation is doing here, he should go to the Buddhist formation just now. ”

A red-robed Taoist was weakly placed on a boulder, looking at the person in front of him arguing angrily.

Kindness! Not bad! It's just a person arguing.

A monk, under the fierce quarrel, one will be a cold male voice, the other will be a gentle female voice, as if the two of them are as fierce as one.

This scene seemed to stunned the monk lying on the stone, and said in astonishment: "You are!" No! The two of you? ”