The dragon stared at two golden rays of light, targeting the boy as an attacker, spitting fire and flames from his mouth, intending to burn the enemy to pieces.

The boy leaped on his horse with his spear, avoiding the fierce flames with lightning speed, and in his left hand he condensed the clouds and moisture into a crystal clear ice shield, and the spear in his right hand was also transformed. He held the ice shield in his left hand to cover his body from the erupting flames, and in his right hand, he held a spear, sometimes waiting for an opportunity to throw, shooting directly at the dragon's eyes, sometimes fighting the dragon's minions, all of which were vaporized by the flames.

The dragon is attacking and defending, and the boy is attacking in defense. The battle was fierce, the flames rose to the sky, the clouds swept by the wind, and the sky was full of red. The young man's ice body was unscathed. Fireballs continued to bounce down on the top of the mountain, scorching, smoky, and heat-rolling.

Strange had to reopen his own defense system, and he was still thinking about whether to help the boy and help him subdue the dragon, seeing that the boy became more and more brave and had the upper hand. The dragon twisted left and right, circled and tossed, dancing all over the sky, the arrogance was still arrogant, the firepower was still fierce, but the speed of its movement gradually slowed down, obviously it was not strong enough, and it would be defeated after a long battle!

The two sides of the fierce battle, you come and go, and after the battle for a long time, although the victory or defeat is not divided, the success or failure has been decided. The dragon's strength is weak and numb, its physical strength is seriously overdrawn, and its energy is slowly exhausted, and between its breaths, what erupts is no longer a raging fire, but has become like thick smoke, bluffing people is okay, but it is not half lethal, it is not enough to be afraid!

The dragon knew that he could not resist the enemy, and turned to flee, but the boy melted away the ice weapon in his hand, danced his arms, and used force to pull the air current, and in an instant the clouds sealed the fog lock and trapped the dragon.

The dragon was in a predicament, with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, and after struggling for a moment, he stopped moving. It turned out to be frozen into an ice sculpture! Falling from a high altitude to the top of the mountain, there was a loud bang, and the mountain trembled slightly. Then, the young man stepped on a colorful auspicious cloud and flew down from the sky, and before he could stand on a stable footing, he prostrated his body, threw himself to the ground in front of the dragon, bowed and bowed, and said with words in his mouth: "The number of days has changed, the artifact is easier, Shennong is declining, the princes are fighting for hegemony, the soldiers are swarming, killing endlessly, slaughtering the world, splitting the rivers and mountains, poisoning the creatures, tyrannizing the people, and Shenzhou is everywhere, all of them are stained with blood! Thousands of high mountains, hundreds of miles of snowy land, barren land, how to be home? Remembering Guangde, feeling sad, although the ancestors are far away, the sacrifice should be pious, the dragon meat can be eaten, the dragon's blood can be drunk, the Chen Dian feast, accompanied by a short story, the Gong Shen sacrifice, Fu Wei Shangfang. After the young man's sacrifice, the sorrow was still pouring like a tide, and he couldn't help himself for a while, whimpering, and tears rained down.

Strange listening to the young man's bizarre words, he pondered carefully, the young man's words first mentioned Shennong's family, and then there were the Yellow Emperor, the Yan Emperor and Chiyou, all of whom were leaders in ancient times, and thought carefully that the ancestor of the young man's sacrifice may be the ancient god of war Chiyou the Great.

Ryoma waves his wings in the sky to disperse clouds, extinguish fireworks, and sweep the battlefield. When the clouds cleared, the sun had risen in the east, the morning sun shone on the field, and the devastated mountain top was covered with a layer of rose-colored red light, and the wisps of light smoke were also pale carmine.

Ryoma retracted his wings and slowly landed beside the young man, it was very docile and tame, with red sweat beads hanging on the jujube hair, and the red light flashed under the sun, with a different style and a sassy and heroic posture!

The strange man looked at each other for a long time, and praised happily: "It is really a divine horse! It is unparalleled in the world! It is better than my mount, the Great Wilderness Horse!"

After an earth-shattering battle: the young man fell on his knees and mourned, the dragon was frozen into an ice sculpture, and lay down motionless, and the dragon and horse were undiminished, and although they did not show the slightest fatigue, their bellies were hungry and loud like a drum. It grinned, its sharp teeth intertwined, and it salivated, its eyes looked greedily at the dragon, and from time to time it watched the boy's movements. It hesitated but couldn't wait, silently and slowly approached the dragon, and when it went up, it took a bite, jumped up, bit down a large piece of ice, and swallowed it without chewing it.

"This horse is really not a vegetarian!" said Qiwei in surprise.

The young man stood up and scolded, "Thunderbolt Zhanji!

Ryoma retreated to the young man's side, bowed his head, and rubbed against the young man. The young man half-pushed and half-agreed, and said: "Foodie, are you hungry? "If Ryoma was granted amnesty, he raised his head to the sky and hissed, spread his wings, abandoned the boy, and rode away with the wind. The boy watched Ryoma fly away, silently looking at its distant shadow that was fading into the sky.

The weather was fine, the sun and wind were soft, the boy stood quietly, his clothes fluttering, his hair flying, perhaps his puff was too fair and delicate, his face was slightly pale, his eyes were moist, his eyelashes were long, his eyes were both gentle and melancholy, and his face was vaguely covered with tears, as if there was an unspeakable melancholy in his heart. As soon as Qi Wei wanted to step forward to say hello, before he could take a step, he saw that the huge body of the dragon began to become transparent, and suddenly burst out with ten thousand golden lights, dazzling and dazzling, and could not be looked at directly. After the light dispersed, the dragon had already feathered into a crystal clear dragon ball and rolled to the ground.