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Zhang Ping finally turned his head.

But I saw that the black dragon had completely erected, its tail stuck in the frozen lake, and the whole dragon seemed to be a black pillar reaching into the sky, afraid that it was more than ten stories high.

A figure flew upside down in midair, blood spilling faintly in the sky. A twisted flying sword tumbled in the air.

The black dragon is dressed in black dragon scales, and the magnificent colors shimmer in the morning sun.

The dragon's horns were dark brown, with sharp tips and a cold glow.

Well? Zhang Ping keenly noticed that there seemed to be a faint pale golden rune on the top of the black dragon's head - this thing is very similar to the 'rune seal' that often appears in movies.

There are many types of sigils, sealed, controlled, cursed, blessed, and blessed......

But without waiting for Zhang Ping to take a closer look, the black dragon roared, but it came straight to Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi.

It roared, and an ice-blue cold breath erupted from its mouth, spreading rapidly. The black dragon has not arrived, but the cold wind has arrived.

A layer of frost quickly appeared on the ground, and the flowers and leaves became crystal clear.

Chu Yiyi was behind Zhang Ping, but he just became Zhang Ping's meat shield, freezing his teeth and trembling around Zhang Ping's arm.

Zhang Ping also felt cold, a kind of cold air that penetrated into the bone marrow, and his body seemed to be stiff.

Fortunately, Zhang Ping's foundation is extraordinary, and now he has a little sun true fire protection, but he can still run.

It's just that at this moment, Zhang Ping also has a desperate judgment in his heart: he can't run away!

A bitter despair rose from my heart. Could it be that the extraordinary life that I was about to start is coming to an end?

Feeling the wind blowing behind him, Zhang Ping looked around and saw a small ditch. ran two steps, roared, and threw Chu Yiyi into the ditch with both arms.

At the last moment, it would be one to save one.

Chu Yiyi let out a wow-wow, and then smashed into the ditch with a chirp, splashing muddy water.

Then Zhang Ping turned around and glared angrily at the black dragon that rushed straight at him.

If it is destined to die, then ......

Before the idea fell, he saw that the black dragon suddenly stopped, and then ...... Lying down.

Well?

Is this the legendary Natou Benbai?

What does it mean?

At close range, Zhang Ping finally saw the appearance of the black dragon clearly. The dragon head alone is more than two and a half meters high; The dragon's horns on its head shimmer with a metallic sheen in the morning sun.

The dragon head does not look hideous, but full of majesty. The black scales shimmered with a faint icy blue, and there was a faint brilliance flowing.

Suddenly, a dragon's whiskers slowly cocked and pointed at the talisman above the dragon's head.

Zhang Ping suddenly understood:

I've seen a lot of anecdotes before, some animals take the initiative to ask humans for help; As for the 'demon', there are also some "demons".

Although there is a constant war between the earth civilization and the demon race, not all the demon race is confronted by the earth civilization. For example, the two sides have already begun to cooperate.

Whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is a 'general concept', and the internal gap is still very large.

It's just that Zhang Ping never thought that one day, there would be a dragon looking for his help.

Well, it's really true! But why are my legs shaking? Oh, it's all an illusion!

Zhang Ping tried to back away. The dragon's head suddenly lifted, and the dragon's mouth opened, revealing sharp, blade-like teeth, and a cloud of cold air swirled wildly in the dragon's mouth. The frost on the ground began to turn into thin ice.

Zhang Ping took a deep breath and kept telling himself: It's okay, it's okay!

Gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

The faucet was lowered, the mouth closed, and the crazy chill dissipated.

Zhang Ping rubbed his hands, his face was a little blue: Asking for help, is this your attitude? It's really rare to be so domineering.

Well, feeling the sincerity of the other party (the breath of extreme danger), Zhang Ping had to yell: "Offended!" ”

After that, he ran two steps, but he jumped on the dragon's head, climbed along the scales to the top of his head, stepped on the dragon's forehead with both feet, climbed on the dragon scales with both hands, and looked at the golden talisman in front of him.

The dragon scales are not cold, but have a faint warmth.

Observing it closely, Zhang Ping was a little confused: this talisman is not a physical object, but a flowing golden light.

When you touch your fingers, you can only feel a slight resistance, a bit like a stream of water. But as long as the finger leaves, the sigil is restored. I caught it several times, but it didn't work.

"Roar ......," a low roar came from underneath him. There was an aura of danger, even an aura of rage.

But the roar seems to be regular, what the dragon should be saying. Unfortunately, I don't know a foreign language!

Why don't you speak human words!

Zhang Ping frowned, but he was thinking in his heart: This dragon turned a blind eye to Chu Yiyi and Uncle Chu in the rear, could there be anything special about him?

Well, the sun is really hot!

Thinking of this, a wisp of sun true fire appeared on Zhang Ping's fingertips, slowly approaching the golden talisman seal.

"Poof......

With a soft sound, one of the strokes of the talisman seal was burned into a gap.

The real fire was removed, and the gap was not restored.

Effective!

"Roar......" There was another low roar from beneath him, but not an angry roar. Faintly, Zhang Ping heard the excitement and urging.

At this time, Chu Yiyi crawled out of the ditch with an angry face. The little fairy has turned into a little beggar, and the little fairy is very angry. But when he saw Zhang Ping being curled by a dragon's beard, his face turned pale.

On the surface of the lake, a man rushed quickly, but the dragon's tail swayed slightly, and it flew away with a snap. A spill of blood flowers fell again in mid-air~

It's like, swatting flies!

"Dad!" Chu Yiyi exclaimed again.

Poor Daddy Chu~

"Roar!" The black dragon roared, and a cold air surrounded Chu Yiyi, and the cold air slowly contracted. Chu Yiyi's face suddenly turned pale and trembled.

The black dragon roared continuously, one dragon whisker pointed to the top of his head, and the other pointed to Chu Yiyi.

Yo, you're going to play a hostage game? These days, the demon clan has learned the laws of human crime.

Zhang Ping was a little angry, but even more afraid. Taking a deep breath, the true fire began to burn the talisman seal. The talisman seal quickly evaporated under the burning of the real fire.

The black dragon roared and roared, its four paws crawling across the ground, its thick roots torn apart, and the rocks crushed. It can be seen that the burning of this talisman has brought great pain to it.

But even so, the black dragon's head still didn't move, and Zhang Ping stood very steady.

Zhang Ping was silent and continued to burn.

However, in just a minute, Zhang Ping felt tired, and the true qi in his body had been depleted by as much as thirty percent. As for the talisman seal, only one corner was burned.

The sun is really hot, but it is consumed and entrenched!

Zhang Ping estimated that his true qi could only last for another three minutes at most! And with the current efficiency, I am afraid that even one-tenth of the talisman seal will not be burned in three minutes.

The true fire of the sun is very strong, and the talisman seal that suppresses the black dragon can be burned; But it's also very expensive, three minutes, super fast.

Zhang Ping spoke: "I don't know if you can understand. The True Qi in my body can only last for another two to three minutes. ”

"Roar ......" the black dragon roared, and the dragon's whiskers drew a line in the center of the talisman.

It wasn't a straight line, but it just connected the key points in the talisman.

"I see." Zhang Ping controlled the true fire of the sun and continued to burn. A faint bit of true fire, but like a blade, gently slashing through the rune seal, tearing through the runes.

One minute, two minutes......

Time passed by seconds, but there was not much true qi in Zhang Ping's body. After all, Zhang Ping only broke through last night, and the large amount of innate vitality in his body had not yet had time to transform into true qi.

And just broke through, Zhang Ping didn't have the exercises of the Qi refining realm. Everything now is just the natural state of the body.

The excessive consumption made Zhang Ping feel weak for a while, and the flames in his hands gradually became unstable.

The black dragon roared, faintly anxious.

Finally, Zhang Ping's feet were weak, and he almost didn't stand firm, and the real fire on his fingers was naturally extinguished. At this time, Zhang Ping's body was empty. The feeling of being evacuated is really not good.

Zhang Ping slid down and looked into the eyes of the black dragon (on one side), "I'm going to rest." I really can't hold it. ”

The black dragon roared.

Zhang Ping was speechless. At this time, I suddenly remembered my father's suggestion: Why don't you study a demon diplomacy major when you are in college? Learn the language of the demon clan, and when we see the demon in the future, we will also roar and roar......

Turning his head to look at Chu Yiyi, whose face was already pale, Zhang Ping yelled: "Let her go first!" ”

"Roar!" The black dragon's roar was also louder. Boy, do you think you're the only one with a loud voice?

Zhang Ping was speechless.

At this moment, there was a slight cracking sound on the frozen lake behind them.

At the same time, a faint and beautiful voice echoed between heaven and earth:

The long red dust road, the misty Baiyun Township;

A red Luo dance, asking the sky for immortality.

The faint voice penetrated the heart, as if he saw a peerless fairy, stepping on the white clouds, ascending to the sky and asking.

Faintly, Zhang Ping was full of fascination with the owner of the poem number - it was the first time he had encountered the poetry number in reality. I've only seen it in film and television works before, and I feel infinitely sassy and tall; When I was a child, I shouted a few words, but I felt ashamed.

Zhang Ping was in a daze, but Heilong was in a hurry. The dragon's whiskers suddenly wrapped up Zhang Ping, letting out a low roar, and a drop of purple-gold blood oozed from between the black dragon's eyes.

Purple-gold blood was suspended in the air, shining in the morning sun.

The dragon groaned, and the purple-gold blood turned into a purple-gold, palm-sized dragon head token, with several complicated words on it.

Without waiting for Zhang Ping to react, the token smashed into Zhang Ping's chest.

At the same time, the dragon's whiskers rolled up Zhang Ping and came to the black dragon's head again.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.