Chapter 347: Ancient Immortal Venerable

Huang Long saw that the Zhifu was already calm, so he wanted to find Cui'er.

As soon as he left the Zhifu, the imperial dragon felt a strong evil aura slowly approaching in the distance.

"Oh no, isn't that where Cui'er goes?" Huanglong turned around and threw out a big Qiankun cover, surrounding Zhifu and protecting Zhang Tieniu and the housekeeper.

Then, the dragon turned its invisible wings, spread out, and ran towards the place where Cui'er went.

Everywhere the monster passed, the ground and the grass and trees pressed out a deep trench, which naturally helped the imperial dragon find it much easier.

The dragon followed this trail all the way to the edge of the cliff, and suddenly trembled in fear.

"Oh no! Couldn't Truer have been rolled into the abyss together?"

I saw that the trench under me led directly into the cliff, and I was sure that the monster was lured by Cui'er to fall into the abyss.

But what about Cui'er?

"Tsui Er ......"

"Tsui Er ......"

The dragon shouted into the abyss.

The voice echoed in the abyss for a long time, but Cui'er did not answer.

The emperor dragon was in a hurry, so he jumped into the abyss.

With its invisible wings, the dragon slowly sank into the abyss.

However, it was pitch black and there was nothing to be seen. Gradually, the imperial dragon had the illusion that everything around him seemed to be frozen, and he was hovering in mid-air and unable to move.

The imperial dragon lit up thunderous eyes, but saw nothing.

As soon as the imperial dragon frowned, there was a sudden loud sound of a waterfall falling into a deep pool under his feet.

The imperial dragon unleashed a beam of thunder energy, which illuminated the scene under his feet.

A huge waterfall plunges into a small deep pool.

There was an opening two or three meters wide at the edge of the deep pool, and the white brocade water rushed down the narrow opening.

The dragon stood on the rocks at the edge of the deep pool and looked around.

The imperial dragon suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

The Imperial Dragon Dynasty looked at the strong smell and found that there were black blood stains there.

The dragon flew up again, came to the bloodstain and looked closely, and found that it was fresh, so it was judged to be a monster.

But judging from the traces of blood, it seems that the monster was seriously injured and walked in one direction.

The dragon followed the trail of blood and walked forward.

Crossing the ditch, the blood trailed towards a bush.

As soon as he climbed up a hill, there was a sudden "stinging" sound in the bushes in front of him, and the imperial dragon immediately reached into his arms and wanted to take out the crescent moon knife.

I touched my hand for a while, but it was empty. Only then did the imperial dragon remember that the crescent moon knife had been eaten by the beast before.

"Why don't I summon the Crescent Knife with internal strength? It's an ancient magic weapon, and no matter how powerful the monster's stomach is, it's impossible to digest it. "The Imperial Dragon immediately urged his internal strength to find the location of the Crescent Knife.

"Boom...... "The imperial dragon felt the slightest breath of the crescent moon knife, and in a burst ......of ecstasy, he hurriedly ran along with this breath.

Rejoice in your heart, and wind in your feet. It didn't take long for the imperial dragon to feel the strong aura of the crescent sword more and more.

Dig out a tall bush to find the monster. The dragon was thinking about how to take out the crescent moon knife from the hard monster, when suddenly a voice rang out.

"What a stubborn thing! You old ghost is hiding in the body of a beast, you are really a little strong who can't be killed!" an old man's voice sounded.

The imperial dragon hurriedly hid in the bushes.

"What's in your belly?" the man asked.

Huang Long was anxious, "Oh no, the crescent moon knife has been discovered!"

The imperial dragon pushed aside the bushes and found a hundred-meter-high mountain not far away, on which a glowing white jade disc hung from it. Under the mountain is a wide stone bed.

There was a monster lying on the stone bed, and the monster had closed its eyes and seemed to be dead.

Next to the monster stood a white-haired old man dressed in blue.

I saw that the old man's hand ran a blue internal energy mass, and then threw it out.

The blue air mass flew above the monster, and with a slight swipe on its belly, the monster was disemboweled.

Then, the crescent moon knife was absorbed by the air mass and ran straight towards the old man.

"My crescent sword!" the dragon was about to get up and snatch it, but his arm was grabbed from behind.

"Who?" the imperial dragon was frightened and let out a thunderous aura.

"Brother Yao, it's me!" Huang Long turned around and saw Cui'er behind him, holding Huang Long's arm with both hands.

"Cui'er, are you alright?" the imperial dragon happily hugged Xiang'er's arm and asked with concern.

"I'm fine! Why did you come with me?" Cui'er was very surprised when she saw the imperial dragon.

"I was concerned about your safety, worried that something would happen to you, so I came after me, and found that the monster had rolled into the abyss, and you were gone, so I was very anxious, so I followed the blood all the way. ”

"Brother Yao, you are so good!" Cui'er was so happy in her heart, and she couldn't help but grab Huanglong's wrist.

"Haha!" the old man on the other side of the bush laughed, "This is really a high-grade magic weapon!"

The dragon hurriedly pushed aside the bushes and looked at the old man.

The old man was refining a ball of fire with his palm to hold the crescent moon knife.

"Oh no! he's refining my crescent knife, can't let him snatch my treasure!" said the dragon.

"His martial arts are very good! Such a bulky monster, he easily carried it, and Brother Yao also saw it just now, the indestructible monster was easily disemboweled, Brother Yao, we are not his opponents, we must be careful!"

"I know, but I can't give up my beloved treasure, that one was given to me by Master, it was a beautiful testimony to the moment when I first met Master, and it is also a thing that Master and my soul trust, I can't just lose it!"

While Huanglong and Cui'er were talking, the old man had already finished refining the crescent moon knife.

Looking at the crescent moon knife wrapped in crystal light, the white-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it used to be a waste bronze piece, but now it is a high-energy magic weapon, and the internal strength index is at least in the realm of the king!"

"Whoosh!" a light and shadow flew over, flying straight towards the crescent knife hanging in the air.

The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth curled slightly, and with a slight lift of his hand, the crescent knife flew away.

The imperial dragon couldn't catch it all of a sudden, so he urged the invisible wings again to try to reach up.

The imperial dragon went up a little, and the old man let the crescent knife go up a little.

When the imperial dragon flew to the top of the crescent knife and wanted to intercept it, the old man let the crescent knife fly down.

The imperial dragon chased all the way down, but unexpectedly, the crescent moon knife was finally held in the old man's hand.

"Doll, do you want it?" asked the white-haired old man.

"That's my baby, can you give it back to me?" asked the dragon as he stood still on his feet.

"Oh, it's your treasure, how do you prove it's yours, do you call it and it will?" asked the white-haired old man softly.

"Of course! it's my baby, and naturally I'll scream and it will come. The dragon was confident, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his hands were behind his back.

"Okay, you call it a try!"

"Okay, try it!" the dragon stretched out a hand and spread it out in the direction of the sky.

"Crescent Knife, come here!"