Long Ming, who was lying on the ground, glanced back: as far as the eye could see, the surging sea water was still desperately hitting the shore, and there were pitch-black waves, making a deafening thunder, the sea water was pitch black, faintly revealing a trace of weirdness, a trace of evil.

He is no stranger to the name of Black Water: the legendary [Black Spirit Pure Fire]. It is rumored that the [Black Spirit Pure Fire] is evil and abnormal, ranking fifth among the eight forbidden fires, and once a cultivator is contaminated in the slightest, he will be devoured without a trace in an instant. What's even more peculiar is that it can rush like water, so it is also called Shui Yan.

Qiu Ming endured the faint pain in his body, and said coldly to the other side that was out of reach: "Golden Dragon Family, my Dragon Name must be inseparable from you.

After speaking, he turned around and found that there was a strange world in front of him, a strange earth, a strange grass and trees, a strange birdsong, and a strange qiē. Seeing this situation, he looked up to the sky and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: The world is so big, where will I be home! My life is in danger, how will I change my life against the sky?

Unwilling, he was so unwilling at this time, he didn't want to die in obscurity, he wanted to live, because only by living, he could hope to fulfill the oath he made on the dragon slaying platform. But now, his dragon tendons have been pumped, dragon scales have been removed, and now he seems to have only one way to die.

The pain in his body became clearer and clearer: at the beginning, it was still the same faint pain, and at the end, the stinging pain became more and more sharp, as if countless steel needles were pierced on his various meridians, so that he could not speak, his body could not move, and he almost fainted from the stinging pain.

"No, I want to live, I must live!"

He crawled forward like a madman, and he had to find the Terran Inhumans before the potion was completely gone, and let them make sure they could live. When he was a child, he heard the old man of the dragon clan say that the capable people of the human race are like weeds after rain, and they abound.

But how did he ever know that although the talent of the human race is much smarter than that of the dragon race, and the top aliens are also a little more than the top masters of the dragon race, this is still as rare as a few compared to the base of the human race.

Moreover, the world of the human race is so vast and rich, and those aliens are people who like to be quiet and quiet, so as not to be disturbed by the world, so it is very difficult for the dragon name to find them, especially in the current situation, his wish is as slim as looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this time, the most desperate thing had happened, and although he thought in his heart that it would come sooner or later, he never imagined that it would come so quickly that he didn't even have the heart to prepare.

The ink color of the ink dragon scales began to fade faintly on his forehead, and he was rapidly withering like life, and he died, just like his life, and began to die quickly and slowly.

"Puffy!"

With a muffled sound, the ink dragon scales were all white and yellowed in an instant, and in an instant they fluttered with the wind like catkins in the wind; at this moment, the dragon name closed his eyes weakly, and he seemed to see that the flying dragon scales were no longer the ink dragon scales, but his dying life.

He secretly relieved in his heart: "Die, maybe his death will satisfy the wishes of a large number of people, and this may be the fate of my dragon name, and dying may not be a good thing, at least dying is much more hearty than living." ”

"Wouldn't it be a pity to die at such a young age?"

An unfamiliar voice suddenly poured into Long Ming's mind like thunder, Long Ming was stunned, and then turned from worry to joy: "This person's cultivation has reached the [Cultivation God] realm, it seems that this person is an alien in the human race!"

It must be known that although the dragon clan has excellent talents, due to the limitations of their own talents, there are very few masters of the [God Cultivation] realm, and although the talents of the human race are much more than those of the dragon clan, they are limited by their own talents, and the cultivators who can transcend the earthly and reach the [God Cultivation] realm are only a little more than the dragon clan.

"Alien? No, no, no, according to the cultivation of the old decay, how can you be called an alien? However, according to the observation of the old decay, although the injuries on the light person are strangely tight, the old decay has a way to help you heal. Reshape a vein for you, let you be reborn. ”

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the four words [Reshape the Muscles and Veins] undoubtedly hit Long Ming's mind like a heavy hammer, and at this moment, he was ecstatic.

"I beg my predecessors to show up and reshape a vein for the boy, because I need it very much, and I need it to change my life for me. The trembling words were his insincere voice.

"Hehe, no, the anger on your body is too heavy, once you reshape your muscles, you will definitely embark on a road of no return. ”

"This, this"

Hearing that the other party refused to reshape the muscles and veins for himself, Long Ming was a little anxious: "Please senior, you must reshape my muscles and veins, because I need it, I need it urgently." ”

Silence, no one answered in the void, the man had obviously gone far, realizing this, Long Ming felt a heartfelt loss, at this moment, he wanted to rush over, and then waved his hand to give the cultivator a mouth: "Since you don't want to take hope, why bother to come out and tease me?"

"Who said that the old man refused to heal you? The old man is worried that the anger on your body is too heavy, and he is afraid that your hands will be stained with innocent blood in the future. ”

That voice came as abruptly as lightning, which undoubtedly brought a glimmer of hope to the depressed Long Ming, and after hearing the news that the other party originally intended to reshape his veins, the feelings in his heart were even more like the black spirit purification water in the distance, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment, but he didn't dare to show this kind of joy on his face again, because he was afraid that the other party would temporarily change his hexagram and refuse to heal himself.

"It's not difficult for me to help you, after half an hour, I need to see the anger in you completely dissipate. ”

Anger completely dissipated?

The dragon name was obviously stunned, the fate was set, the killing intention was born, why should I destroy them again, unless I die.

"Hey, it's a sin! It's a sin, it's a sin, it's a sin, it's a sin, it's a sin

A sigh in the void, it seemed to foresee the future path of the dragon name. It doesn't seem that this was said to the dragon name, but rather to himself, so the dragon name didn't hear it.

Behind the mountain not far away, a figure went from virtual to real at the foot of the mountain, until the figure was completely solidified, only to find that he was not an old man with a fairy wind and bones, but a middle-aged man with a good demeanor.

He stood at the foot of the mountain with a green shadow, revealing a trace of loneliness, revealing a trace of loneliness;

"The descendants of heroes have a lot to do with me, and I actually caused such a tragedy in a single thought, and this may be the so-called [fate]. Although I have long since taken on human form, I am still unworthy of human beings in terms of what I have done. ”

After speaking, his back gradually changed from reality to nothingness, and then completely dissipated into nothingness, as if he had never appeared at the foot of the mountain. And at the foot of the mountain, there is still no wind, and this scene is still quiet and surprisingly quiet.

Long Ming yelled a few times in the direction from which the voice came, and when he found that the old man still refused to appear, a nameless sense of loss began to spread secretly in his heart, but when he thought of the other party's promise to save him, he felt that his faith began to be ecstatic like a bird returning to the nest.

"He'll save me!

He laughed and said this to himself repeatedly, so that he began to look nervous, and if someone was present at this time, he would definitely scold him for being insane.

However, Ryuna didn't mind this, because at this time, he could imagine that those who were going through countless pains and fell into the endless dark abyss would also behave in such an abnormal way once they were given hope.

Poof, accompanied by a muffled sound, a touch of blood was brought out of the back of the hand along with the dagger in his hand: "Swear by blood, from now on, I will no longer have anything to do with the dragon clan, and I will no longer be the dragon name who compromises to be perfected, my name is Qiu Ming, and I am Qiu Ming of the human race." ”