In ancient times, the Huai River was connected with the East China Sea, and there was a "purple abyss" at the junction of the two. The purple abyss is ten thousand feet deep, the water pressure is huge, the living beings are extinct, the undercurrent is innumerable, the strange rocks are craggy, and it is the first place of great murder in the flood famine.

This day is the day of the decisive battle between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans, the sky and the earth are cracked, countless creatures are tragically destroyed, and the Huai River is also shaken, and many water beasts are holding their heads and running around. Among them, there was a dusty Ahuizotl, named Wu Zhiqi, a native of the Huai River, who saw that the water mansion he had worked so hard to run was smashed by a meteorite, and looked back at the ruins with regret, while holding a dark spear in his hand and fleeing in embarrassment, pointing to his head and scolding:

"If your three clans want to fight, what will you do to harm us ordinary water beasts! It's not enough to be powerful and blessed in ordinary times?", "Bully Lao Tzu doesn't fly high enough, if you can fly above the nine skies, you bastards will be beaten hard...... Phew!", "A small fight in three days, a small trouble in five days, usually a restless life, today is good, Lao Tzu's nest where he has lived for 3,000 years is gone!" "If there is an injury that can't open your eyes and falls in front of Lao Tzu's eyes, whether you are a dragon or a phoenix or a unicorn, I will stab you with one shot!"

It's just that in the midst of the desolation, the weak are already as cheap as grass mustard, those high-ranking beast emperors, who cares about the life or death of an ordinary water beast like Wu Zhiqi? In this big battle, I don't know how many innocent beings will die.

The monkey ran while scolding, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, the river around him was getting saltier and thinner, the water waves were not shaking much, there were many fewer rocks, and the water pressure around him was getting bigger and bigger, almost so that he couldn't walk. He hurriedly stopped, and when he looked at it, the water was dark and purple. He was thinking about where he had swam, when he suddenly felt a loud "coo" sound above his head, and the sound became louder and louder, as if a heavy object had been dropped, and it was approaching him in an instant!

The instinct to survive in the cracks for many years made him too late to look up, and as soon as he turned around, he rushed back and forth. After swimming for half an hour, I felt that the water pressure had disappeared, and the strange sound had long since stopped, so I stopped breathing. Scratching his head, he was thinking about running away from another place, and suddenly remembered that the thing that fell just now might be the magic weapon dropped by a great god in the sky, and he was itching for a while, and began to scratch his ears and cheeks.

He calmed down and thought about it, the place he had just gone was very similar to the East China Sea Jedi "Ziyuan" that Lao Wang Ba next door had told him. But curiosity pushed him to look for the thing that had fallen. Just helplessly, when he saw the dark spear in his hand, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly came to an idea. He said to the spear, "Baby, I'll turn you around a few times, and if you point to Ziyuan when you stop, I'll take a chance." ”

"If you point elsewhere, we don't want that big baby!" After saying that, he habitually hung upside down in the water, turned the spear with his hand down, and fixed his eyes on it, and the spear spun down a few times, and stopped steadily at the place where it pointed to his nest.

"Whew!" "No, no way, one coward!" "Come again!" So he turned the spear again, and after a few laps, it was still in the direction of Shuifu.

"Whew!" "What the hell, come again!" turned five times in a row, all pointing to Shuifu. At this time, his anxious tail wagged wildly, and he thought about it: It must have been hanging upside down just now, so it pointed to Shuifu, if it was turning, it must be pointing to Ziyuan!

After figuring out this layer, he didn't try to turn around, so he drilled in the direction of Ziyuan with a fierce man.

It took two hours to get to the vicinity of Ziyuan this time, and since he knew that this was a Jedi, he would naturally not be as reckless as he was when he fled for his life just now.

Wu Zhiqi swam and swam as he saw that the uneven seabed in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by the kind of purple water that lingered, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. He stood cautiously on the iron-hard dirt of the ocean floor, tiptoeing his head down to look down.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you can't even take your eyes off it.

The monkey only heard that the "Purple Abyss" was originally a bottomless trench, filled with only unique purple water and craggy rocks, but now in the abyss, there is a snow-white dragon!

Thousands of feet of purple gas are swirling, but the white dragon is like a white rainbow lying in the middle, and the winding dragon body moves with the sea water from time to time, glowing with bursts of moving brilliance.

It's just that this white dragon's breath is dying, and the scale armor is no longer as silver and white as it should be, but dim and pale, and even some of the scale armor rolls over, and the slightest trace of blood and qi seeps out of it, but the water of the purple abyss is supernatural, and the blood and qi can't rise, and the precious dragon blood has not attracted fish, shrimp, crabs and turtles, but it is not a way to go on like this.

Although the dragon clan is born with a strong body and strong resilience, this white dragon dragon body is also a thousand zhang, even in the dragon clan, it is also a superior person, at least Wu Zhiqi has seen the Huaihe dragon king who bullied the water beast with a high toe and a dragon body of only a hundred zhang. However, the water pressure in the purple abyss is too great, not to mention that the purple in the sea water knows if it is poisonous or not, if it is in the purple abyss for a long time, the healing must be delusional, and even the injury will continue to deteriorate.

When you look closely, the white dragon dragon has no beard, it should be a female dragon, and the dragon body is so perfect, Wu Zhiqi is even more hated to jump up and down, wishing that his hands would grow thousands of feet, and take the white dragon directly out of Ziyuan and take it home. He muttered incoherently: "What can I do about this, she is so beautiful, Lao Tzu will marry such a good-looking female monkey even if she is single for 10,000 years...... Phew, she-dragon. But if she continues like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on to the time when the master marries her. ”

"What should I do, it's all because I used to play too hard and didn't practice seriously, if the mana is strong enough to withstand the water pressure, won't I take her home! Alas, I'm really useless!"

Wu Zhiqi was like an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly his ankle was grabbed by a cold hand, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up the spear in his hand and was about to stab it down, when he heard a weak voice and said coldly: "Stop!"

Somehow, as soon as he heard this sound, the playful monkey really stopped. He woke up after a moment, secretly regretting that he had not reacted when he was approached, and was even frightened by his words. When he picked up the gun and was about to stab it again, he heard the man say, "I have a way to save the white dragon, do you want to listen to it?"

Wu Zhiqi immediately stopped his hand, looked down carefully, and saw that a red-clothed young man with his eyes covered with an orange-red silk was holding the edge of the cliff of Ziyuan with one hand, and his ankle with the other, panting, he had just climbed up from under Ziyuan. Seeing that he was stunned, the young man scolded weakly: "What are you in a daze, ...... Pull Ben Shangxian up!"

Wu Zhiqi hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the young man ashore, and as soon as the young man came up, he lay down on the shore, his chest kept rising and falling, and there was a cold purple qi slowly seeping out from the seven orifices, obviously using his skills to heal his wounds. Although Wu Zhiqi was anxious to ask him about the method of rescuing the white dragon, this young man had the ability to climb up from the purple abyss, and his skills must be extremely profound, and he did not dare to disturb, so he had to force himself to press his anxious mood and protect the Dharma for him on the side.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed, and the impatient monkey was as anxious as a clownfish that could not find food to eat, and was hesitating to risk rushing down the purple abyss to save the white dragon. The young man took a long breath, then sat up cross-legged, slowly raised his hands from his lower abdomen to his chest, opened his lips slightly, and with his movements, a deep purple qi swam out of his mouth like a spirit snake, and his pale face finally had a hint of redness. Although the young man was covered with red silk, he seemed to be able to see the position of the white dragon, and after he finished pranayama, he stretched out a slender finger to the bottom of Ziyuan and asked slowly, "I heard that you want to marry her?"

When Wu Zhiqi heard this, his open mouth suddenly poured a mouthful of seawater down, and he was not light, and while spitting it out, he regretted saying something in his heart. It's just that just now he thought that there was no one around, so he had the audacity to say a few words, if he knew that there were people, he wouldn't dare to say such words if he was killed, you must know that the identity of the white dragon compared to him, at first glance, it was a sky and a seabed, separated by more than 108,000 miles.

He shook his head fiercely at the moment, and hurriedly went to intimidate the young man: "How is it possible! You must have heard it wrong! Don't frame me! If any dragon king listens to it, beware that we can't eat and go around!"

I never thought that the young man with a straight back was completely unmoved, sat on the ground, and snorted coldly: "I think you and her are also born and raised elves, but now you don't even dare to admit what you have said, what face exists among ten thousand beasts! With your heart, let alone ten thousand years of penance, even one hundred thousand years, you are not worthy of the white dragon!"

Thinking that Wu Zhiqi was also a wild and untamable master, but he was in the wilderness and dangerous, he had been in it for many years, he had no backing and no background, and his mana was not deep enough, so he was naturally polished into a floating wave and slippery, cautious temperament. But there was no one else left and right, and he was excited by this young man who looked much more tender than himself, where could he stand this anger, and the blood was up, and the spear in his right hand poked the ground, and the gray hair on his body kept shaking, and the tail that had been drooping suddenly cocked. Left hand pointed at Ziyuan White Dragon and shouted: "The words are what Lao Tzu said, Lao Tzu is single for 10,000 years, and he wants to marry her!"

After shouting, he regretted it a little, his tail shrank, and the thief's eyebrows looked around, and there was no fish, so he raised his chest and raised his head. Just thinking that he had lost face when he looked around just now, his old face turned red, and he saw the young man's red silk covering his eyes, so he relieved himself.

The young man in red listened to his words and burst out laughing. Wu Zhiqi blushed and lashed at him: "Whew, don't you tell me how to save the white dragon!"

Only then did the young man restrain his laughter, pondered for a moment, and asked Wu Zhiqi: "Can the gun in your hand change its length?" "There are a lot of people and strangers in the wilderness, although the young man covered his eyes, but it is not surprising that he can know that Wu Zhiqi has a spear in his hand, Wu Zhiqi didn't think much about it, and replied: "Can it be can, but I can only turn it into a hundred zhang at the longest, this purple abyss is ten thousand zhang deep, where is enough?"

The young man sneered: "I don't know where you got this good gun, it's really blind." The monkey was anxious: "It's you who is blind......, not me! I found it in my original water mansion, I think it's just a black spear, where is it a magic weapon?"

The young man sneered and didn't think he was angry, and stretched out his right hand to ask for a spear, knowing that the flood was originally killing the troubled times, and the magic weapon was the life of the creatures in the flood wilderness, and it was rarely borrowed by non-relatives and friends. At this time, the young man stretched out his hand, and Wu Zhiqi put the dark spear into the young man's pale palm without thinking.

First, he regretted a little that he scolded the young man as a blind man just now, secondly, this young man is a person with strong mana, Wu Zhiqi thought to himself that a poor bastard's gun would not enter the eyes of the young man, and third, although these two people have always been cold-spoken, Wu Zhiqi has an inexplicable sense of trust and closeness to the young man.

The young man in red didn't care about Wu Zhiqi's refreshing borrowing of the gun at all, and stroked the gun with all his attention. It's just that as soon as he gets his hands on it, he is a spirit. The left hand reflexively moved back to the head, as if he wanted to untie the red silk. As a result, as soon as his hand touched the red silk, he stopped, hesitated, and put his left hand down. The satin-covered eyes looked at Wu Zhiqi, stopped talking, shook his head, and then exhaled a long breath, faced Ziyuan, and said cautiously: "Look at it." ”

The young man in red clothes fluttered, holding a gun in one hand, standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the white dragon from afar, and slowly spoke. The ancient and strict incantation spat out from the thin lips of the young man, the voice was not loud at first, but the more solemn and low the voice became, it was a language that Wu Zhiqi had never heard before, but he could feel the tremor of his soul, and there was an urge to make him want to worship.

But he didn't care about the spell at the moment, he just looked at the white dragon with his gaze, and actually saw the white dragon dragon's body visibly shrinking with the naked eye!

The original thousand-zhang body gradually shrank to a hundred zhang, and there was still no tendency to stop, and the heavy purple qi in the purple abyss also spread with the shrinkage of the dragon's body, but it could never cover the beautiful body of the white dragon.

An hour passed, the young man's face was pale, his forehead was faintly sweaty, the hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, and the white dragon in the purple abyss was almost invisible. At this moment, he suddenly stopped the secret spell, and the green tendons of his pale and slender right hand burst out, clutching the spear tightly and shouting: "Long!" The originally ordinary spear suddenly stretched infinitely, stabbing straight under the purple abyss!

Wu Zhiqi nervously looked at the direction in which the spear stretched out to Ziyuan, and he couldn't bother to speak. Maybe a long time has passed, or maybe it's just a blink of an eye, and the young man shouted: "Bah!"

The spear retracted suddenly, and the purple qi under the abyss surged endlessly, and it was in front of him in an instant!

A white dragon with a body length of only one zhang jumped high into the purple abyss, and the purple qi that was still tumbling endlessly was still lingering all over its body. At the highest point, the white dragon's body stretched weakly, and the dragon's horns hung low, but Wu Zhiqi seemed to be able to see two lines of colorful tears like diamonds hanging next to the closed dragon's eyes.

This may be the most beautiful picture he has ever seen since he was born, he was immersed in the sad beauty of the white dragon and couldn't extricate himself, the young man on the side kicked his ass, and said weakly: "Don't pick it up yet, when she falls into the purple abyss, will you go to fish?"

Wu Zhiqi hurriedly woke up, a somersault flipped into the air, hugged the white dragon tightly, and fell in front of the young man, the dragon scales were warm and solid, so that he didn't want to let go.

After falling to the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he saw that the young man's face was as pale as a cloud, and one of his right arms hung down weakly.

Wu Zhiqi was moved and didn't know what to say, hesitated for a moment, gently put down the white dragon, and made a big salute to the young man: "Dare to ask the name of the immortal? Wu Zhiqi will not dare to forget the great grace of the immortal!"

The young man grinned in pain, shook his head casually, and said, "You can call me Candle Jiuyin, but I am also an old acquaintance with her, so you don't have to thank me." ”

After hearing this, the monkey's eyes suddenly lit up, and his cheeks flushed slightly: "Then what should I do...... Call her?"

The young man groaned for a moment, raised his hand to cover the silk in his eyes, and suddenly smiled lightly: "You can call her Xiao Qian." ”