This chapter is the first chapter of the rewrite

"Come out, don't hide anymore, we can't avoid this battle after all!" On the top of the mountain, a man with a long figure and a green shirt slowly pulled out a long knife, the long knife exuded ten thousand golden rays under the reflection of the setting sun, and the long hair of the man in green shirt flew with the wind, showing even more fierce expression, and a pair of bright star-like eyes under the sword eyebrows stared at the mountain col under his feet, and shouted in a deep voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the man in the green shirt finished speaking, the mountain range under his feet began to shake and rumble, and the rocks and mud on the side of the cliff fell as if they were about to collapse.

With a loud rumbling sound, a hundred-zhang long stone mound rose at the bottom of the col, and when the stone mound was uplifted three zhang high, it suddenly stood still.

The man in the green shirt stared down and frowned slightly.

At this moment, the stone mound let out an earth-shattering explosion, and countless stones shot like a meteor shower towards the green-shirted man on the top of the mountain.

"You don't need real force, but brute force!" the man in the green shirt snorted contemptuously, and danced the long knife that emitted golden rays into a golden light, and as soon as the stones that shot at him touched the golden light, they turned into powder one after another, and the streams were scattered by the wind.

In the middle of the stone hill, a black light flashed, and a giant dragon was already coiled on the top of the mountain opposite.

This dragon, a hundred feet long and five feet thick, was pitch black, so black that even the sun could illuminate it, opened its huge mouth, its fangs were as white as dry bones, and its lantern-like eyes shimmered.

"Brother Huanglong, this is not your way of hospitality!" the dragon spoke, and his voice was like thunder.

The man in the green shirt shook his knife, put away the golden light, snorted coldly, and said, "Mo Long, you are not guarding the Red Star, what are you doing with my Blue Star?"

Mo Long's eyes looked at the long knife in the hand of the man in the green shirt, and he seemed to be quite jealous, and said: "Don't be so aggressive with the dragon, our two dragons, the closest, just to visit!"

"Visit?" The man in the green shirt had a look of disbelief on his face and said, "From the red star to the blue star, across the stars, your visit seems to be too long!"

Mo Long laughed and said, "Have you forgotten that we are dragons? Our feet can reach one-tenth of the speed of light, what is this distance? On the contrary, you, Huang Long, how can you transform into a human form? ”

The man in the green shirt said: "In my Blue Star Ranch, carnivorous animals kill each other, and grass-eating animals compete for food, only human beings, shameful and brave, everyone salutes each other, and takes advantage of the outside, and its intelligence is not weaker than our dragon group, I admire this kind of group, so I transform into a human form." ”

"Oh?" Mo Long's huge eyes rolled and asked, "So, you, don't eat people?"

The man in the green shirt replied: "There are many species on the planet, and most of them are populations without intelligence, and eating these populations is enough to satisfy the stomach, so why use cannibalism?"

The man in green shirt narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice suddenly turned cold, and asked, "You, you won't finish eating the Red Star's spiritual wisdom population, will you?"

Facing the penetrating gaze of the man in the green shirt, Mo Long also seemed to be unable to hide it, smiled awkwardly, and said, "This ...... This...... You know, I've always eaten a lot of food......"

The man in the green shirt looked up at the sky and said slowly: "You have been guarding the Red Star for a thousand years...... In that case, you've not only eaten up the Psionic population......"

Mo Long coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "I...... I, forget it, I won't hide it from you, Red Star, I've eaten it all, I'm hungry all the way, and I won't have a full meal until your Blue Star, for the sake of our fellow dragons......"

"Don't say it again...... "The green shirt man's face was like a cold jade, and he interrupted Mo Long and said: "Don't say it again, you, let's leave......"

"Leave?" Mo Long's eyes widened, and he said, "You mean, you want me to leave Blue Star?"

The man in the green shirt nodded slowly.

Mo Long's gaze turned fierce.

At this time, the man in the green shirt slowly shook his head again, and said softly: "Forget it, you don't have to leave......"

"Don't you have to leave?" Mo Long's fierce gaze turned to joy again.

"Yes," the man in the green shirt seemed to have made up his mind, and said categorically: "Stay in Blue Star, stay forever!"

At this time, Mo Long had already realized in the tone and expression of the Tsing Yi people what the so-called "stay forever" meant.

"Oh, just because I ate more, you're going to make me go up in smoke?" Mo Long narrowed his round eyes, and his huge body exuded a threatening aura, and the huge dragon head raised a little and said condescendingly.

The man in green shirt looked blank and said: "Our dragon group is the supreme race in the universe, we can control the amount of food, we will not die if we don't eat for a year, and we can eat up a population in one meal, like you, who have never controlled your way of eating, will eat all the planets into dead silence, you should not even let go of human beings, this spiritual population, in the future, is likely to create a world that we have not seen!"

Mo Long smiled contemptuously and said: "This vast universe, countless planets, will never be eaten, my greatest ambition is to taste the spiritual population on each planet, their flesh and blood are the most delicious, I am the first to eat them in the red star, your spiritual population on the blue star is much better than the one on my red star, I just ate more than fifty, it's a pity that you are so violent, put such a delicacy and are unmoved, forget it, there is no dragon here, free to leave the dragon, goodbye ......" Mo Long said, as soon as he raised his head, he was about to fly.

The figure of the man in the green shirt flickered, and he had already leaped above the ink dragon, standing in the air, just blocking the direction where the dragon head was pointing.

Mo Long's eyes were also slightly narrowed, and Sen Ran said, "What? Do you really want to keep me?"

The man in the green shirt slowly put the knife in front of his chest and said, "I know you, if you don't eat up this planet, you won't leave!"

Mo Long laughed angrily and said, "Kill a thousand enemies, and lose eight hundred...... Are you really that sure you'll keep me?"

The green shirt said: "You interstellar Mercedes-Benz, it costs a lot of real power, right? I just said, we have to fight after all, rather than waiting for you to recover real power, it is better to ...... at this time"

Before he finished speaking, the man in the green shirt swung his long knife violently, and the golden light of the long knife suddenly shone brightly, and the beam of light slashed directly at the dragon neck of the ink dragon.

The speed at which the man in the green shirt swung the knife was also close to the speed of light, Mo Long didn't expect the other party to shoot before he finished speaking, and he was caught off guard, coupled with the lack of real power after the interstellar attack, he couldn't dodge it at all, there was a loud sound of "swoop", in the flash of electric light, white smoke was steaming, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, and Mo Long had already been cut off by the knife light Four pieces of black dragon scales, under the dragon scales, bright red tender flesh was exposed, and he screamed in pain, opened his mouth, spewed out a fireball, and went straight to the man in green shirts.

The man in the green shirt dodged, and the fireball hit the mountain peak, and exploded, the mountain peak was instantly leveled, and the core of the explosion was as if another sun appeared in the sky.

At the moment of the explosion, the ink dragon flew eastward, and the extremely fast speed made the huge body of the ink dragon look like a black streamer.

At the foot of the mountain, the human population fell to their knees, worshipping and praying.

The figure of the green shirt flickered, turned into a green shadow, and chased after him, the speed was much faster than that of Mo Long, intercepting Mo Long's head.

"This Wulong Mountain is the place where you bury your bones......"

The green-shirted man's eyes flickered, his hands clenched the long knife, and a little brilliance condensed from the tip of the knife, the brightness of this brilliance was countless times brighter than the sun, and this brilliance shot out, heading straight for Mo Long's chest and abdomen.

The ink dragon roared, its claws fluttering, forming a purple shield of light on its chest.

The brilliance and the light shield collided, bursting out of a dazzling light cluster, accompanied by the golden lightning and the purple electric light entangled and devoured each other, the golden electric light became stronger and stronger, and the purple electric light gradually declined.

The light shield finally couldn't resist the sharpness of the light and was pierced.

The defense of the light shield won Mo Long time to dodge, and although Guanghua pierced the light shield, he did not hurt Mo Long, and passed under Mo Long's armpit.

The ink dragon's claws changed, sending out a circle of purple light waves, shooting towards the man in green shirts.

These light waves are filled with a huge amount of energy, and the air is pierced by this energy, and the place where it passes instantly becomes a vacuum.

"Do you want to fight hard......"

The green-shirted man snorted coldly, stirred the long knife, and at the knife body, it also generated a circle of light waves, which ejected, shaking the blade almost at the same time, forming a light shield to protect the whole body.

The golden aperture of the man in the green shirt is much smaller than that of the ink dragon, but the energy contained in it is obviously much greater than the energy of the luminous circle of the ink dragon.

Between the electric lights and flints, the small aperture has passed through the large aperture.

"Boom ......"!

"Boom ......"!

After two earth-shattering sounds, the ink dragon's scale armor flew, and a rain of blood floated in the air, and the huge body of the ink dragon fell straight down.

The man in the green shirt put away his light shield, glanced at the falling ink dragon, and slowly fell down.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Mo Long coughed up a blood mist, his eyes had become extremely dim, and when he saw the man in green shirt slowly approaching, he said, "Animals kill each other, we ...... We...... That's ...... What ......"

The man in green shirt showed compassion on his face and said, "I never said that I wanted to kill you, okay, I will seal your dragon soul, and you will not be able to get out for five thousand years......"

Mo Long's eyes were watering, and he opened his mouth in pain......

The man in the green shirt stepped forward slowly, put his left hand on Mo Long's lips, and said, "Abandon the body, only the dragon soul, give up killing, and return to the ......."

Before the man in the green shirt finished speaking, all of a sudden, Mo Long's eyes were shining, and the long tongue in his mouth condensed a little brilliance at the tip of his tongue, which shot into the heart of the man in green shirts.

The people in the green shirts didn't expect the ink dragon to cheat, the speed of the light was 300,000 kilometers per second, at such a close distance, the people in the green shirts had no way to dodge, and they didn't have time to take defensive measures, just a flash, and the light was not in the chest of the people in the green shirts.

Seeing that his trick had succeeded, Mo Long opened his huge mouth and laughed, coughing while laughing, and said, "Don't let the dragon go, cough cough...... I have to be a man, I eat countless people, and I know the weaknesses of people well, if you are a dragon body, how can I easily hurt you...... Ahem......"

The man in the green shirt slowly lowered his head, looked at a black spot on his chest, his face changed yellow and white, and slowly raised his head to look at Molong.

The ink dragon was still laughing, and the man in the green shirt suddenly jumped into the giant mouth of the ink dragon, stabbed it with a knife, and then jumped out like a ghost.

In an instant, Mo Long's smile froze on his face, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and with a "boom", the dragon head crawled to the ground.

The body of the man in the green shirt slowly rose into the air, holding the knife in his right hand, holding the horns of the dragon in his left hand, bringing the dragon into the air, and with a wave of his hand, the huge body of the dragon was thrown into the air, and then he flew to keep up, the golden light of the long knife flashed, and the huge dragon head of the dragon was already cut off by a knife, and then, the left palm of the man in the green shirt was relaxed, and a light band was issued, pushing the dragon head to crash into the col at high speed, with a loud bang, the col was knocked out of a bottomless pit, and the dragon head was submerged in it.

The man in the green shirt swung his long knife again, and flew up and down around the corpse of the ink dragon, and a rain of flesh floated in the sky, and after a while, only a skeleton remained of the corpse of the ink dragon.

The man in green shirt glanced at the long knife in his hand, lightly handed, and let the long knife fall to the ground, and then looked up to the sky with a long roar, his body turned, turning into a hundred-zhang yellow dragon, and the huge mouth sucked, and the rain of flesh that was falling to the ground was sucked into his mouth......

The red sun was sinking in the west, and the earth was already shrouded in darkness.

The real dragon appeared, and a shocking battle made the human population under the mountain think that it was the end of the world.

They, headed by the patriarchs, still knelt on their knees, not daring to move, and prayed incessantly with trembling voices.

In the darkness, the green-shirted man slowly fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the patriarch.

The patriarch looked up blankly, hurriedly lowered his head again, his body trembled, and prayed loudly: "Lord Ryujin, Lord Ryujin......"

The clansmen behind also kowtowed like pounding garlic and shouted, "Lord Ryujin......"

Qingyi said: "You silence, listen to me, my dragon soul has been destroyed, it may have to sleep for a long time, the soul of the ink dragon has been collected in the dragon's head, sealed at the bottom of the valley, five thousand years can not be escaped, five thousand years later...... I may still be asleep, you ...... If you want the race to continue...... Just give the best woman you have here, I'm running out of time......"

The man in the green shirt said nothing and walked straight into a thatched hut.

Behind the patriarch, stood a woman, this woman was tall, with a burlap robe, which could not hide her flat shoulders, strong ****, thin waist and fat hips, and her bronzed skin showed that her body was stronger......

This woman is the eldest daughter of the patriarch.

"Wa'er......" the patriarch called softly.

"Daddy, don't worry, Lord Ryujin doesn't eat people, I think, he wants to continue the race......" Wa'er replied, walking calmly and walking towards the hut.

The man in the green shirt nodded secretly in the hut, this woman's voice is crisp and powerful, her body must be strong, and her wisdom is also from the others, which is enough for me.

Wa'er entered the thatched hut, and a moment later, the golden light in the thatched hut was flourishing, and the clansmen kneeling outside saw two figures lingering between the cracks of the thatched hut until the moon sank and the stars disappeared......

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Standing on the top of Wulong Mountain, the man in green shirt took one last look at the sunset, and sighed softly: "The outer plainness and inner happiness are the real years! And all this ...... Even if it is extinguished, I hope that the true dragon trick can explode again...... Even if...... Even if it's just once...... The light of the sun!"

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Ten years later, Wa'er led a young man to climb to the top of Wulong Mountain, pointed to a stone wall at the bottom of the mountain, and said, "This is the place where your father sleeps......

He pointed to the handwriting on a boulder in front of him and said, "This is what your father left behind, and it must be remembered in your heart and passed down to all generations!"

The boy raised his eyes and looked at the handwriting on the boulder, and the strokes of those handwriting were three points into the stone, only to see that it was written:

cosmic desolation,

The stars are like cattle and sheep.

Hold my long sword,

Shougo Ranch.

East of the Yinghai Sea,

The ink dragon soars.

Wielding my long sword,

Slay demons and dragons.

dragon armor scales,

The sword is hard to invade.

Straight into the dragon's mouth,

Stab him in the heart.

Mo Long was wounded,

Scales flying.

Looking for its traces,

The dragon is dying.

The dragon has meat,

I eat it myself.

Legacy descendants,

Adhering to my aspirations.

Molong drowning,

Its color is golden.

My children,

The bath is like soup.

Molong has salivation,

Its color is like a mystery.

My children,

Drink it like a spring.

Molong has tears,

Colorless and odorless.

My children,

Drink it and fall asleep.

Molong has fine,

Freezing cold.

My children,

The body of the incarnation is light.

The ink dragon has blood,

It can ward off all evils.

My children,

Soak in the hole.

Molong has pith,

The smell is tangy.

My children,

Sweet.

Lang Lang is too empty,

Transfiguration is infinite.

My children,

Endlessly.

Mind the world,

Be honest and truthful.

Sacrifice for righteousness,

Descendants of the Dragon.

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Five thousand years later......