Phil saw the girl running over quickly, and the girl looked at the dragon standing behind Phil vigilantly, bowed her head and whispered to Phil, "Who is this person?"

Phil excitedly said to the girl: "Sister Imantha, this is my new friend, he helped me catch several rabbits today!" Imantha looked at Phil and said, "I asked you to go to the temple to inspect you to catch rabbits?" Phil playfully stuck out his tongue.

The dragon looked around, and the cave people really lived in the cave, and saw tents standing next to each other in a large natural cave.

Imantha walked up to the dragon: "Stranger, thank you for helping my brother catch rabbits, but foreigners are not welcome here"

The dragon looked at Imanta and said, "I'm just asking for directions, can you take me to your prophet?"

Imantha looked at the dragon in front of her hesitantly and said, "I'll go and ask the prophet for you!

Imantha walked deeper into the cave, walked to a tent and said, "Prophet, there is a foreigner who wants to inquire about the way to Ryuwon."

An old voice came from the tent: "What kind of tribe is he?

Imantha said: "I also know that he has black hair and black eyes"

The old voice said, "Let him come!"

Imantha was stunned when she heard this: "Lord Prophet, he is a foreigner"

The old voice continued, "Let him come"

Imantha obeyed the Prophet's command and went to the dragon and said, "Come with me!

The dragon followed Imantha to the prophet's tent, the curtain was gently lifted, and an old man with gray hair looked at the dragon in front of him and said, "Are you from Longyuan?"

The dragon nodded and said, "Does the Prophet know the way to Ryuhara?"

The prophet nodded and smiled: "Of course we know, the ancestor of our cave clan is the Longyuan people, and the reason why we don't have golden hair is because we have the blood of the Longyuan people flowing in our bodies."

The dragon looked at the old prophet in shock, and the old prophet looked at the dragon with a smile and said, "So, child, there are also your kindreds here." ”

The dragon looked around at these gray-haired people, and Imantha also looked at the old prophet in shock: "Our ancestor is a dragon original?"

The Prophet smiled and nodded, "That was a long time ago, only the Prophets of the past knew about it, and I haven't told you about it because of the Aslan's hatred of the Dragons."

The dragon looked at the Prophet and asked, "Why do the Aslanites hate the Dragons?"

The Prophet sighed and said, "Because ......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the cave, and a loud shout of "Hand over your Tattoos" came from outside the cave.

The Prophet looked out and asked Imantha, "What's wrong?"

Imantha walked outside, and the dragon followed Emantha out.

I saw two people standing outside the cave, one holding a musket, and the other standing outside the cave with his arms crossed.

The man with a musket on his back said, "I said a few days ago, how did I hear that there are people in the woods who can control the rocks, but they can't find anyone!

A strong gray-haired man looked at the man and said, "What kind of god tattoos?

The man holding his arms said, "You don't need to know who we are, I'll make sure you're okay if you hand over your Divine Tattoo."

The gray-haired man raised his eyebrows, and threw a bench next to him towards the man, only to see that the man with the musket raised his hand with a loud "bang", and the bench was smashed to pieces.

Hearing this loud noise, the surrounding cave tribesmen all gathered, with farm tools in their hands, and glared at the two outsiders.

The man with the musket laughed: "What a group of guys who are not afraid of death," he said, and the gun in his hand was raised again, and a gray-haired man who was slashing at his critic's axe from the side had a big hole in his chest.

；“ Fight with them," I don't know who shouted, and the group of people rose up and rushed towards the guy with the musket, and the man with the musket did not panic, raised his gun and wanted to shoot again.

At that moment, the stones on both sides of the canyon suddenly loosened, and a boulder rolled down and threw it at the man with the gun, who hurriedly dodged the boulder with a dodge.

The boulder fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust, and the man with his arms swept his eyes from the people and pointed in one direction: "It's the child."

The direction of his finger was none other than Phil.

The dragon could also see clearly from behind, and there was a pattern on Phil's neck, a pattern composed of several irregular shapes, which should be the divine pattern of the power of the mountain and stone.

The man with the gun retreated and jumped forward to the group of people, the farm tools in the hands of the people were all towards the man, the man held a musket but it was like holding a stick, and the body of the gun was beautifully parried, and no one could touch him when people attacked in many places, so he wandered among the people like that, and the spear waved and flew a person, and he didn't need to turn the butt of the gun to retreat back to the stomach of a tribe, and the man shuttled and wandered and saw that he was about to reach Phil.

Suddenly, a rock stretched out from the flat ground right at the man's feet, the man jumped into the air to avoid the rock, Phil saw that the blow was missed, and hurriedly tried to run, but the man just blocked Phil's way when he fell.

The man's musket was pressed against Phil's head and he smiled slightly: "Little ghost, where are you going?"

At this moment, the man felt that his gun sank, and the man saw that the musket was actually planted with a rope, and the man looked along the rope, but he did not expect that he was actually taken out with the musket.

The dragon pulled the rope and tried to throw the man against the wall, but the man reacted too quickly, rolled over in the air, propped his feet on the rock wall, and jumped along the rope and jumped towards the dragon.

The dragon wanted to shake the rope again, but heard a "bang" of gunshots. The dragon had to lower the rope to dodge, and the man had already reached the dragon's side, pointed his gun at the dragon and said, "Boy, remember to say hello to God."

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger, and at this moment, the dragon closed his eyes, and the dragon knew that at such a close distance, he had also seen the power of the gun just now, and it was impossible for him to survive.

Who knew that after this voice, the dragon closed his eyes and waited for a long time without feeling anything on his body, the dragon opened his eyes and looked, only to see that the lines on his right arm flashed with dark purple light, and a black round shield in front of him was blocked in front of him.

The dragon touched the black shield, and the shield began to shrink into its own shadow.

The man with the musket was also stunned when he looked at the dragon, and the man with his arms was also looking at what was happening in front of him with his mouth open.

One of the bullets of the heavy musket was blocked by a black shadow, which made the surrounding people stared blankly at what was happening in front of them.

Suddenly, a voice shouted, "It's the power of shadows."