Xiao Ningsu crawled all the way, once he burst up and cut off the brittle puppet in front of him, and immediately lay down before the puppet reacted, four or five times later, Xiao Ningsu came out of this obviously not anti-human Yongdao, and the Yongdao behind became more and more rough, and even the candle flame gradually disappeared.

After walking cautiously for half an hour, Xiao Ningsu felt that when he walked into the legendary Netherworld, an iron-gray gate carved with a relief of the green dragon blocked the way.

Xiao Ning Su was speechless in his heart, daring to love is still a dead end in the end, this meteorite gate can't even splash a spark when King Su cuts it over, who do you expect to go over? I haven't found the mechanism for a long time, thinking about it, it should be the continuous formation under the white stone plug that controls this gate.

Fortunately, the Qing aura here is quite abundant, Xiao Ningsu first sat cross-legged Zhou Tian Naling, supplemented the true aura, and then looked at the others, there are only two Changming lamps on both sides of the nine-zhang high Qinglong Gate, the light shadow is sparse, and the relief on the visible door is extremely hideous.

Just after fighting the puppets, the sea of qi is six out of ten, Xiao Ningsu's dantian qi sea is more abundant than ordinary people, and it is naturally more time-consuming to replenish it, and half an hour has passed since this meditation.

Qi Chun Zhenren smashed the word "Zhenjiang" on the array plate, and the Qinglong gate below immediately reacted, and the iron chains made of countless meteorites were pulled up with the rotation of the gears, and the Qinglong gate "buzzed", and then it opened a little bit.

The gravel in his hand kept jumping, as if the ground was moving, Xiao Ningsu woke up from meditation, and looked at the Qinglong Gate with a solemn face, which opened on its own, but there was only a gap, and the cold and gloom inside stretched out, Xiao Ningsu was still choked by the cold.

At this moment, anyone knows that there is definitely no good stubble in the gate, and there will be no good results, Xiao Ningsu immediately picked up the gun halberd, put on the red armor helmet, ran fast in a smoke, hid in the corridor, held the corner, listened to the mighty iron chain rolling, the door roared open, and two traces of blood appeared.

Xiao Ningsu clinged to the wall, wanting to cry without tears, she had already scolded the group of manna disciples who had harmed her to such an extent in her heart, and if she had to go back this time, she would definitely be beaten to death.

......

On the Min River.

Qi Zhen Zhenren looked at the appearance of the two old gods on the other side, but it was a little strange, and he didn't know that he was dying? Or did he really have any ability to deal with her? Obviously, it was the former possibility.

"The real person said one last time, he was arrested and reported the person behind the scenes. "Qizhen Zhenren has a haughty temperament and is too lazy to deal with these two juniors.

Qi Mi Zhenren and the man in black looked at each other and did not say a word.

Qi Zhen Zhenren's little patience was exhausted, his hand was clenched into a fist, the river barrier flowed backwards layer by layer, and he was unstoppable to tie up the two, and the Min River water full of Qi Zhen Zhenren's water line Zhengang penetrated into the body, that is the most sharp sword in the heart, Qi Zhen Zhen did not have mercy on his subordinates, either die or die.

Just as the river barrier was about to touch Qi Mi Zhenren, Qi Zhen Zhenren suddenly felt that his heart had missed a beat, and immediately everyone in Ganlu Valley sank down.

The water of the Minjiang River suddenly rose up as a huge black shadow like a mountain, and the magic trick in Qi Zhenren's hand had already been loosened, and he muttered: "Impossible, impossible." ”

When Qi Zhen Zhen reacted, he jumped like thunder and wanted to capture Qi Mi Zhen Zhen and the two to ask them to understand, what they did in the White Stone Plug, and they actually weakened the ground formation and released the Qinglong of Zhenjiang!

Qi Zhen Zhenren looked at the rising wave peak in the Min River in a daze, and his heart was shocked.

Suppress the Zhenjiang/Qinglong of the double heavenly water vein!

In front of Qinglong, Qizhen Zhenren's proud skills can only be regarded as a class axe!

When the dragon's head is tonight's moon-like Zhenjiang/Qinglong shows its true body, the slender dragon's whiskers almost touch the Manna Valley, the green dragon seems to be bound by a strange limb, barely lifting the dragon's head, but, the green dragon is the four spirits of the sky, and the green dragons in the world are all Meng Zhang Shenjun, just waiting to be cultivated into the right position, it is a genuine divine beast, and no one can be insulted when it is dormant in the world!

The color of the Qinglin is almost black, without the slightest brilliance, the long years of suppression have made this Zhenjiang/Qinglong have a gloomy temper, and the blood-glittering dragon eyes stared at the ant-like Qizhen Zhenren in front of him, the dragon whiskers shook and spoke.

"Ouyang Qingjiang, it's been a long time. ”

Qizhen is really shocked.

......

Xiao Ningsu silently recited the "Tao Te Ching" many times in his heart, it may be that his heart is sincere, the pair of seeping blood is gone, and there is no three-headed and six-armed man-eating monster behind the Qinglong Gate, but the Yongdao rises with the start of the formation, Xiao Ningsu hurriedly ran back to the Qinglong Gate, and with a "bang", the Yongdao was closed.

Sometimes I really think that young people should be restrained, and they can't make mistakes like shaking hands, if it weren't for the snap of the fingers of Qingsang Valley, the fire didn't burn, she wouldn't be punished by Qi Zhenren to move books, let alone a bunch of messy things behind. Xiao Ningsu sat next to the Qinglong Gate and recalled with a sigh. Tossing and turning, it's still because my hands are too itchy.

Since the blood is gone, the cold aura behind the Qinglong Gate has dropped a lot, and since it has come to this.

Xiao Ningsu lifted the halberd and walked in with King Su.

As soon as he entered, Xiao Ningsu couldn't hold the halberd in the freeze, the material of this halberd was excellent, but it couldn't get rid of the hardware, the cold spread very quickly, and it was frosty white in an instant, and Xiao Ningsu's palm had to be wrapped in true aura. And the red rune armor has its own spirit gathering and spirit control formation, Rao is like this, it is still a mortal like an ice cave.

The halberd shrunk into a length of three feet, Xiao Ning Su was hot, and there were three spiritual flames floating in front of her, to her surprise, the back of the Qinglong Gate was extremely empty, which could be called an extremely wide area, and the feet were very greasy, and there was a faint sound of water in her ears.

The further he went, the brighter it became, and in the end, Xiao Ningsu realized that it was the sparkling waves that escaped from the dark river under the Manna Valley, and the lingering chill was also radiated from the dark river.

"Huh?"

Xiao Ningsu squatted down curiously, and his fingers covered with armor gently stroked a nameless white flower growing on the shore, Xiao Ningsu knew that this white flower, the name is simple and unpretentious, it is called green flowers, it is only born in cold and damp places, and it can often be found in the dark river underground.

Rubbing the pale flowers on his belly, Xiao Ningsu sat on the shore with a homeopathic situation, the extremely cold place is beneficial to get rid of the heat in the five qi, since there are no ghosts and demons, simply be the color head of this trip.

......

On the Min River.

At most, in a quarter of an hour, just Zhenjiang/Qinglong, who got out of trouble, hit the ground, and Qizhen Zhenren only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

Zhenjiang/Qinglong is trapped under the heavy formation of the white stone plug, but the supernatural power is not innate, and it is not something that can be worn away by time. I saw Qi Zhen Zhenren scurrying like a headless fly, trying to leave the Min River, and whenever Qi Zhen Zhen was only a foot away from the shore, a water rope dragged her back.

Qi Zhen Zhen was thrown back into the Min River for the fourth time, as a water control everyone, he actually choked on a mouthful of water, and before he could mix his breath, a dragon whisker the thickness of a bucket tied Qi Zhen Zhen Zhen firmly and mentioned it in front of the green dragon.

In front of Qinglong, who was born to be comparable to Shenque Zhenjun, Qi Zhen Zhen can only be a clown no matter what he does, but Qi Zhen Zhen did not have a trace of panic, but spoke first.

"Ao Lie, if you were a green dragon, you would have eaten a real person. ”

The Qinglong, who was named Ao Lie, seemed to be sneering in a low voice, and the two roars caused the Minjiang River and the Qingyao River to stir up hundreds of waves. Qizhen Zhenren is a half-step god, 1,200-year-old Shouyuan is over 900 years old, and he deserves the word "highly respected" among the real people in Taihua, but in the eyes of the four spirits of Shou and Tianqi, there is no difference between the cicada who is born in a hundred days and dies in a hundred days.

Ao Lie couldn't see that Qi Zhen Zhenren was pretending to be a gesture, but he just wanted to delay the time, after all, it would take a moment and a half to capture the dragon envoy in the last three days, as for Vientiane Zhenjun, hum, hairy child.

Seeing that Qinglong seemed to hesitate for a moment, a trace of joy flew in Qizhen Zhenren's eyes, Ao Lie didn't eat her tightly, and it didn't count if she stuffed her teeth, but the Taoist Sect captured the dragon five hundred years ago and suppressed Ao Lie in the white stone plug and spoke, daring to make a mistake, and once he smoked a dragon tendon. Ao Lie is a pure-blooded green dragon, not to mention that it is extremely difficult to kill, such a divine beast with the same longevity as heaven and earth, whoever dares to kill will lose his luck, and the East China Sea side tolerates the Dao Sect's imprisonment of the third prince is the limit, the Dao Sect killed Ao Lie today, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea will come to the door tomorrow.

The dragon whiskers twisted Qizhen Zhenren's whole body "clicked", Ao Lie did not swallow Qizhen in one bite after all, and the resentment that had accumulated for five hundred years was nailed to this old woman, and Rao is Qizhen Zhenren's cultivation rolled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, all of which were cold hairs standing upside down.

Three black holes suddenly appeared in the sky in a round of bright moon, and three red armor soldiers appeared out of thin air, one holding a gun, one holding a knife, and one holding a net.

The green dragon whiskers swung, casually threw Qizhen Zhenren away, the bottom of the river seemed to move, Ao Lie broke free of the first two claws, roared violently, half of the dragon's body went straight into the sky, looked down at the dragon capture envoy above the original dragon head, and said in a low voice: Aren't all human races one Jiazi and one sex? Why five hundred years have passed, Xuanyi, you still haven't changed the problem of what you said, and you have seen a lot of faces, and the harmful dragon likes to say a few more words. ”

The three dragon capture envoys, Xuanyi Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, and Xuan, are only seven feet high, and the three talents are surrounded by a hundred zhang high Qinglong, just like three Taiyue Town Prisons.

Xuan Yi patiently listened to Ao Lie's lengthy talk, but the black pupils behind the mask were staring at the green dragon against the scales, and he asked the two junior disciples outside Baizhang very easily and casually.

"Lao Tzu is going to the Great Wall for a trip in the next ten years, and there is just a shortage of dragon scale armor, leaving the two of you at will. ”

The dragon snatcher laughed when he heard this, Xuan San threw down the dragon net, and Xuan Er's halberd suppressed Ao Lie's roaring and struggling dragon head.

"My third brother and I have two dragon tendons. ”

"Ao Lie, even if you toss, I'm not afraid that you will come out, but I'm afraid that you won't come out, hahahaha......"

The night is low, and the dragon swims in the shallows.