readx;? Ruan Jingxin felt something, looked up at the sky, but saw the black clouds rolling in the distance, mixed with the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun, the thunder rumbled endlessly, and the sky changed! In an instant, torrential rain, fist-sized hail, goose feather snow, and all kinds of bad celestial phenomena swept in, advancing layer by layer, clearly to turn Dongming City into Chentang Pass!

"Crazy!" Wei Qiqi muttered, stretched out his hand, and took the Yin and Yang locks into his palm, pulled out the Flying Shuttle from the mouth of the Yang Lock Fish, threw it into Ruan Jing's arms, stepped out, went straight into the sky, and pounced on the black clouds where they came. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ*/.

Ruan Jing twisted her hands together, squinted her eyes and stared at Wei Qiqi's lonely figure, she knew that she couldn't intervene, so she could only stomp her feet hard, and the soles of her feet were numb, and her heart was extremely unwilling. Unwilling to return, Wei Qiqi has a sentence that she firmly remembers in her heart, like a needle, like a thorn, "You can't help, it will only be a drag." ”

"Dragging?" she bit her lip and suddenly deflated, the young man who stood under the tree and looked up at her in the autumn peach valley now needs her to look up to her, the circumstances of life are unpredictable, turning her hands into clouds and covering your hands into rain, who can imagine.

It's a terrible feeling.

Under the canopy of eternal night, the demonic energy was raging, the black clouds rolled, and from time to time a scale and half of the black dragon's claws appeared, which had shrunk more than a hundred times compared to its body. Wei Qiqi looked fixedly, but saw that Guan Ao was not lightly injured under the natural disaster, the scales all over his body were mutilated, the flesh and blood of the wounds were blurred, and he could not control the clouds steadily, as if he was drunk, staggering and rolling around.

Sudden rainstorm, sudden hail, and sudden heavy snow, it is not that the black dragon is showing off its magical powers, but that its injuries have not healed and are out of control. There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into...... Wei Qiqi's eyes were like electricity, he had already seen that the black dragon was inappropriate, his body shook slightly, he stepped into the black cloud in one step, and punched it right in the back.

This punch is not heavy, and the two mountains and rivers between the fingers are as bright as stars, smashing the tough skin and flesh into a big hole, like a bamboo, and the whole arm is submerged into the dragon's back, up to the armpit. Around the black dragon shrunk a hundred times, the body is still huge and friendless, Wei Qiqi tried his best to stretch out his arm, but still couldn't touch the vital point, he was going to dismantle the black dragon's spine, but at this moment he had to give up, the two locks of yin and yang were like a fish in water, desperately sucking the blood of the demon element, the scales and flesh near the wound were black and rotten, and the soft collapsed a large piece.

This blow, the pain of the black dragon one Buddha was born, the two Buddhas ascended to heaven, in the air for a while, stirred up the black clouds to disperse, showing the original form, it was actually a deer antlers, hump head, rabbit eyes, snake neck, mirage, fish scales, eagle claws, tiger palms, bull ears of the big black dragon, beard next to the mouth, pearl under the chin, reverse scales under the throat, the shape of the legendary real dragon, all complete.

Wei Seventeen was like a bone gangrene, firmly on the dragon's back, he couldn't shake it off, the black dragon shook his head and tail, twisted like an earthworm, and finally couldn't think of it, so he had to put away his magical powers, hit his head into the clouds, stretched his body, and smashed his head and back to the earth.

Wei Qiqi exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, and struggled to pull out his arm, and with a "pop" sound, dragon blood spurted out like a spring, chasing the mountains and rivers to lock away, condensing into a drop of blood out of thin air, flying around. Seeing the earth hitting head-on, he kicked his feet, stepped out in three steps, stood in the air, looked back, only heard a loud noise, the mountain collapsed, the ground cracked, the dust flew, the black dragon lay straight in the pile of rocks, struggling to poke his head out, the horns were broken, and the seven orifices were bleeding, obviously injured and injured.

A desolate dragon roar rose to the sky, the yellow spring Xuanshui scattered and splashed, drowning the scarred body, Guan Ao urged the black dragon to steam the sea gong, and flew into the air again, there was still a trace of sobriety in his mind, he stared at Wei Qiqi viciously, turned around and fled to the East China Sea.

The earth cracked and the stars fell, Guan Ao was also affected by Tianwei, his body was wolf, he walked a little slowly, and his injuries were really not light, even the Huangquan Xuanshui was consumed by most of it, this loss was very solid, and he couldn't find a creditor to be angry. It has been sleeping in the Black Dragon Pond for tens of thousands of years, quietly thinking about it, impatiently looking for a place to heal its wounds, relying on its strong body, not taking the injuries to heart, just bumping around, scattering the two puppets of Yin Mo and Beisheng Jingwei out, looking for blood and food for it.

On this day, there was a change from the north, the breath of the yin soul rushed straight to Xiao Han, for a long time, the direction happened to be above the ruins of Luoyang, Guan Ao was curious, drove the black cloud to check, and saw the ghost city early, pulling up an abrupt spiritual mountain, the person on the top of the mountain is like a torch in the dark, how eye-catching it is.

The majestic city, all living beings, hundreds of thousands of monks, the black dragon only saw Wei Seventeen, the power of his soul left in Yin Mobei's body, the punch he drew the blood of the demon element, let Guan Ao remember those "demon slaves" in the upper realm, shame, anger, unforgettable, must not be forgotten, at this moment I saw the enemy in my heart again, where can I hold it, my head was hot, and I rushed forward desperately.

The result of the recklessness was that he still couldn't help the other party, and Guan Ao was finally woken up. Showing its original form, its body was huge, and after being beaten, it could not hit the other party, so it could only be beaten, turned into a human body, and became flexible, it seemed that it could not beat the other party, and could only be beaten, and it decided to flee far away, not to fight with the evil star, so as not to bring humiliation on itself.

The black dragon wanted to escape, but Wei Qiqi was unwilling to let it go, but the yellow spring Xuanshui surrounded the dragon's body, which looked very weird, he groaned for a moment, poked out his index finger, and dipped a small drop of black water. The black water trembled slightly on the fingertips like a pearl, rippled a few times, and suddenly penetrated deep into the skin and disappeared without a trace.

There was a tingling sensation from the fingertips, maybe it was an illusion, maybe it wasn't an illusion, the skin and flesh of the index finger seemed to be a little shriveled, and that little bit of black water contained the power of time, eroding the flesh and blood, comparable to the most powerful poison. Wei Qiqi urged the power of the soul, his index finger was full again, his vigilance was not wrong, that black water came from the upper realm, one point or two, ten points and eight points, it was not a big problem, if it was swallowed by the black water, even if he refined it into the Five Directions Dawn Divine Soldier, it would be a troublesome matter.

Wei Qiqi stopped and let the black dragon leave.

In Dongming City, hundreds of thousands of monks witnessed this fierce battle, and as soon as the Heavenly Demon Black Dragon Fu appeared, Wei XVII struck head-on, knocked it down to the mortal dust, and fled in a hurry. Everyone looked at each other, unable to believe their eyes, and even a few heads who thought they were smart but didn't have much brilliance, suspecting that Wei Qiqi was secretly colluding with the black dragon and acting a good show.

How could a monk have been so fierce and defeated the Earth Abyss Black Dragon with his bare hands? Even the Kunlun Patriarch had to join hands to set up the Tongtian Array in order to trap a dry heavenly demon, Wei Seventeen's cultivation, could it be that he had steadily suppressed the Kunlun Patriarch and the Dongtian Zhenren?

The atmosphere became a little weird, Wei Qiqi, who returned to Dongming City, was not supported by everyone, and every gaze cast at him was either pretending to be calm, or cowering, or flickering, they were not admiring the hero, but looking at a monster.

Yes, monsters. If Wei XVII hadn't left the category of monks before, then this time, they were shocked to find that the "mule" that was mixed with human and demon blood would never fail to give birth to offspring, and it was a more powerful existence than the heavenly demon.

They are men of men.