"Give yourself this dish, fool!"

Bai Ze glared at it angrily, did he really regard the dragon clan as a hospitable race?

When Kang was scolded inexplicably, but because of Bai Ze's prestige, he didn't dare to refute, so he could only look at the other party aggrievedly.

"Let's not get involved in the matter here, let Xiao Jinwu solve it by himself, it will only backfire if we go to help."

After Bai Ze finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to the battlefield on the sea.

The white dragon is extremely powerful, although there are many people in the Seven Lucky Gods and others, they can't get close to each other at all, and Ebisu, the only one close to the white dragon, has become a kite in the sky.

At this time, he was thrown by the white dragon and flew everywhere.

As the ceiling of combat power in the Seven Lucky Gods, Bishamen Tian is holding a sword and wants to fight with the white dragon in close combat.

But before he got close to the other party, he was whipped out by a tail.

Although this white dragon is extremely large, its body is extremely flexible, and it does not have the clumsiness of a brute beast at all.

Seeing that everyone couldn't get close, the cloth bag monk in the Seven Lucky Gods made a move.

I saw that the cloth bag in his hand was thrown towards the sky, and the cloth bag opened, and a suction force came from inside, wanting to put the white dragon in.

"What a thing, you dare to show off in front of this prince."

The white dragon spewed out a cold breath disdainfully, and instantly froze the cloth bag.

At the same time, the scales on his body began to glow, and his entire body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he had transformed from a hundred-foot dragon into a young and handsome white-robed youth.

Reaching out and grabbing it from the void, a spear appeared in his hand.

The white dragon held the spear in his hand and made an upward movement, and the sea water under him seemed to come to life, instantly turning into a huge water dragon, roaring and rushing towards the Seven Lucky Gods.

Seeing this, the mallet in his hand instantly became more than two meters long, and smashed it against the rushing water dragon.

"Bang!"

The water dragon was smashed into a splash.

"Be careful!"

Before he could rejoice, he heard an exclamation in his ears.

"Poof!"

The sound of spears entering flesh was heard.

Da Kuten looked at the spear piercing his chest in disbelief, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

A layer of ice began to spread rapidly around his body along the spear.

In the blink of an eye, the big black sky turned into an ice sculpture.

The white dragon drew his spear and swept it away.

"Bang!"

The ice sculpture shattered and turned into a piece of ice slag and fell into the sea.

"Vulnerable!"

The white dragon pursed his lips disdainfully, then looked at the remaining six.

"Bastard, you're looking for death!"

Seeing this, Ebisu was so angry that his eyes were about to split, and the aura on his body began to climb little by little.

Not only him, but the other five people were the same, and their aura was much stronger than before.

Ben Caiten, who was dressed as a singer, began to gently pluck the pipa in her arms, and invisible waves of sound continued to spread around.

After hearing the sound of the pipa, the white dragon only felt dizzy for a while.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the piano in my ears.

It's like a girl telling about the most poignant love in the world, like crying.

Bencaiten's hand paused, and he turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

But they found that at some point, a young man in a strange costume appeared not far from them, and was holding a harp to play there.

The harp, exquisitely ornate, was as transparent as crystal, and the silk threads on it reflected the brilliance in the sunlight.

"Hey, if you want to play the piano, let's compare the two."

Jiang Wenming showed a harmless smile towards Bencaitian.

The harp in his hand was the 'Mermaid's Tears' incarnated by the Siren, the Banshee King, and if he hadn't met Bencaiten today, he would have forgotten about it.

Naturally, he can't compare to the other party when he plays the piano or something, but the 'Mermaid's Tears' is transformed by the sirens, and he doesn't need to do it at all, just a thought is enough.

Professional things are handed over to professional people to do, which Jiang Wenming has always done very well.

After feeling Jiang Wenming's intentions, the siren began to play automatically, and notes flew out of the harp.

Seeing this, Bencaiten's face became extremely ugly.

Because she found that her musical attainments were inferior to the other party, and now she is completely suppressed.

The melodious sound of the piano floats on the sea, accompanied by the sound of the waves, interweaving a beautiful melody.

Whether it is the white dragon or the Seven Lucky Gods, they are all attracted by the song, and even have the urge to indulge in it forever.

"Zheng!"

Seeing this, Bencaiten slammed the pipa, and a killing sound sounded, instantly waking up the Seven Lucky Gods.

Ebisu and Fu Lushou glanced at each other, and immediately rushed towards Jiang Wenming.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, this principle is what they learned from Shenzhou.

In their opinion, this strange harp was manipulated by Jiang Wenming, and as long as he was dealt with, this treasure would naturally stop playing.

At this time, the white dragon also recovered, and looked at Jiang Wenming and the harp beside him with some annoyance.

I was attracted by this broken piano just now, which is simply a shame.

"Turning over the river and the sea!"

The body suddenly turned into the shape of a giant dragon and plunged headlong into the sea.

In the next second, large whirlpools began to emerge on the surface of the sea.

The sky was also shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning fell from the clouds, the sea began to boil, and a huge wave hundreds of meters high set off, slapping straight towards the Seven Lucky Gods and Jiang Wenming.

"Just in time!"

When Jiang Wenming saw the huge waves coming, not only did he not dodge, but quickly began to arrange the formation.

The golden lines quickly took shape, and in the blink of an eye, the Seven Lucky Gods were enveloped in it.

"Self-created formation - electric oven!"

"Smack!"

"Bake Mode!"

Jiang Wenming snapped his fingers, and the rune components in the formation changed rapidly, and the temperature on his body was infinitely amplified by the formation.

Before the whole wave could get close, it turned into water vapor and began to evaporate rapidly.

And the Seven Lucky Gods who were in the formation were sandwiched between the two sides at this time, with a terrifying high temperature in front and an extremely fierce sea water behind.

After thinking about it again and again, everyone helplessly found that they couldn't bear this terrifying high temperature.

I had no choice but to turn around and face the huge waves that came over.

"Thunder!"

How could Jiang Wenming let them escape comfortably.

Quick knots in hand.

The dark clouds in the sky also saved him a lot of trouble, and directly a thunder mark was printed, and countless lightning bolts fell.

Thunder and lightning fall into the steam, quickly breaking it down.

"Sun!"

The fire of the sun on his body suddenly swelled, and the terrifying high temperature instantly ignited the hydrogen and oxygen in the air.

Suddenly, the sky was dyed red.

The white dragon, who had just come out of the sea and was about to make a move, shrank his head back into the sea after seeing this scene.

What are you kidding, such a terrifying sun fire is almost at the level of real fire, let alone him, even if his father comes, he has to run with his tail between his legs.