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Dragon!

Soar through the nine heavens, the dragon of the Lord of All Things!

One dragon, two dragons, three dragons...... Nine Dragons!

The largest nine dragons followed one after another, and finally blocked the sword light, Fei Mazi stretched out his hand and slashed, the flying sword turned, and shot towards Luoqian Mountain again.

The nine largest dragons have been exhausted, and then, there is nothing to stop the flying sword!

But the dragon doesn't stop, it escapes!

The large and small dragons coiled around Luo Qianshan's body, Luo Qianshan's arms, wrapped him in it, and then flew up in an instant, turned into a giant dragon, and meandered away.

"Chase!" Fei Mazi finished pinching the last trick, and the sword light was like a rainbow through the sky, chasing the dragon in front of him.

Even if the sky is high and the earth is far away, he vows to slay the dragon!

After doing this last step, Fei Mako could no longer hold it back, he closed his eyes and fell backwards.

His firm Dao heart was finally shattered, and before he lost consciousness, there was only one thought left in his heart.

I couldn't have imagined that I would die at the hands of a mortal.

Mortals, ordinary people, aren't they weak and let them be manipulated?

But why, is this so?

Non-Mako can't figure it out.

He is a non-intermittent son of Bird and Mouse Mountain, and a genius who is seen once in a thousand years.

But he died at the foot of the mountain.

Ashamed of the master's expectations and the teachings of the senior brother.

Brother......

I'm sorry......

I'm going to see Master first......

Fei Zizi fell to the ground, and there was no sound again.

The white crane pounced forward, wailing and screaming, it was born in the bird and mouse view since childhood, in the prime of life, Fei Jian Zi went up the mountain, it carried Fei Jian Zi all over the Bird and Mouse Mountain, and now, also followed Fei Jian Zi down the mountain.

It is just a spirit crane, and although it has intelligence, it is not as good as a human.

But it also knows that its limit is approaching, and this time it will go down the mountain, maybe there will be no time to go back.

Fei Jianzi Dao's heart is more stable, and his cultivation is higher, he doesn't know that Lu Dao is snatching the spirit and grabbing power, but how can the old crane who was robbed of it not know Lu Dao? But it is willing.

What if you can't become a demon?

It is born as a crane watched by birds and mice, and died as a ghost watched by birds and mice.

The bird and mouse watch has been in decline for too long, and the former thousand cranes are in the sky, and it laughs loudly among its companions.

Now it is alone, and it has no companions.

What's the point of being alive?

As long as he is not a child, he can continue to live, grow, revitalize the bird and mouse view, and let the bird and mouse view restore the grand scene of the thousand cranes in the sky, and it is willing to give everything.

Finally, the old crane stopped crying, and it lowered its head and gently rubbed its head against the face of the non-mako.

The handsome and dusty young man lay quietly on the ground, as if he had fallen asleep.

When it turned around, the flames had been extinguished, the stumps were severed, and the scorching smell of blood came to its nose.

Why should human beings kill each other? Mortals and immortals are all human beings, and cannot coexist peacefully?

It doesn't understand.

But it knows what to do.

It bent its legs, looked up at the sky, and let out a terrible crane chirp.

The sun was in the sky, reflected on its forehead, and it was a little vermilion on its forehead, as if the sun was shining.

Then, the red got brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a red bead.

Above the top of the crane, a little vermilion.

People in the world say that the crane top red is a highly poisonous thing, but in fact, the crane top is a little vermilion, which is the place where the essence and blood are coagulated, and it is the biggest thing in this world.

Cranes can eat poisonous insects, swallow poisonous snakes, and are not afraid of snake venom.

And this old crane's lifelong practice is all in this essence and blood.

And now, the drop of sperm blood condensed, rolled on its forehead for a moment, and finally rolled into the mouth of the non-mako.

The old crane raised his head again and hissed at the last time.

Then it turned back and looked in the direction of Bird Mouse Mountain.

Can't go back......

The slender neck hung down heavily, dying, still in the direction of the bird and mouse mountain.

The bird flies against the hometown, and the fox dies on the first hill.

......

"Sir, what's wrong?" Seeing Zi Baifeng looked up at the southern sky, he was silent for a long time, and many students looked at each other, at a loss.

They had never seen Zi Baifeng like this.

"Today's lesson is over, so let's go back first. "Zibai wind channel.

At this time, on the side of the bluestone, more than a dozen long tables and benches were placed, which were spread out according to the mountain and scattered into a semicircle.

The bluestone is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole thing is hanging above the stream, and the open space around the bluestone has magically become much larger.

This kind of miraculousness, it is impossible to say that no one finds it, every morning to the bluestone, the students in addition to wiping off the morning dew, but also to clean up the remaining incense candles on the ground, many people and women in the village will come here to incense and pray, ask for peace, ask for more children, ask for wealth, ask for good weather, ask for everything.

Even the team that went up to the mountain to pick jade would pray for something to gain from entering the mountain before entering the mountain.

At this point, Qingshi can be satisfied, depending on which prayer is sincere and the prayer is fresh, he will not hesitate to reward him.

After a long time, bluestone has the reputation of bluestone god.

However, Qingshi is a demon thing, and Zi Baifeng still didn't tell anyone other than Yan Lao Wu in the end.

Most of the people in the village who have a little knowledge have already guessed that most of these people are close to Zi Baifeng, and they naturally know that they are tight-lipped, and the fools and fools and fools, Zi Baifeng does not intend to tell him.

The villagers just know that there is a stone on this mountain, which will grow on its own, and it will grow bigger day by day.

At this time, there was also a roar from the boulder's body, and the whole village trembled.

Something flew over, closer, closer, closer!

"Go back quickly!" Zi Baifeng pulled down his face and scolded in a deep voice.

Only then did the students slowly stand up and begin to slowly pack their things, one by one raising their heads and looking at the southern sky.

At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the south was shining brightly, and nothing could be seen, but the eyes were blackened.

Zi Baifeng still wanted to scold, but found that it was too late.

A streamer of light came from the south, colorful and meandering.

"Dragon!" I don't know who shouted first.

The dragon and phoenix totem is the most popular in the mortal world, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the dragon coils and the tiger stands, and the image of the dragon has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

And at this time, in the sky, showing off his might, shaking his head and tail, flying from the direction of the sun, what is it that is not a dragon?

A colorful dragon passed through the sky, I don't know how many people's eyes were attracted by the road, where it passed, there were those who knelt down to pray, there were those who bent bows and arrows, there were those who were shocked, and there were those who cheered.

The dragon flew all the way, spread all the way, and the five-colored traces scattered from the body fell into the mortal dust and fell on the people, which was cool and cool, and suddenly the spirit was shocked, and it fell on the dead things, and suddenly turned into living things, jumping endlessly. Every point of light is a dragon word, falling into mortal dust, mortal materialization of dragons!

"Look at me and grab it, pull the cart for me!" Zi Baifeng's students were more imaginative, and they rolled up their sleeves one by one, grinding their fists and pressing their legs, and just stayed to grab it and take a look.

But soon they lost their excitement, and the dragon snaked down from the sky and swooped down into the bluestone clearing.

"Wow! The dragon is coming! Run!" The student who was shouting just now to catch the dragon and pull the cart suddenly withered, turned around and was about to run.

"Look at my arrows!" Someone picked up the small bow next to him and bent the bow to shoot randomly, Zi Baifeng hurriedly stopped them: "Hide!"

Before the words fell, the dragon opened its huge mouth and let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar, and then fell on top of the bluestone.

The divine dragon was entrenched on the bluestone, condescending, and glanced at Zi Baifeng.

The students shivered, hugged each other, and turned pale.

"Don't ...... Don't eat me...... I don't taste good......" Some even begged for mercy.

But the dragon raised its head again.

It seems to be extremely nostalgic for the sky, but it can't fly anymore.

Flying here is already its limit.

It raised its head, let out a silent roar, and then in vain turned into countless streamers.

A person covered in red, red, black and black slammed and fell on the bluestone, and Zi Baifeng could see it clearly.

Fall on a thousand mountains!

"Ah, it's a little dragon again!" the sharp-eyed student exclaimed again.

The dragon in front of him attracted everyone's attention, so no one noticed that behind the dragon's tail was another streamer of light, which had been completely obscured by the dragon's light.

Afraid of the big dragon, and not compassionate to the little dragon, these bold boys were suddenly excited.

The streamer that seems to be a small dragon, directly hitting the falling thousand mountains above the bluestone, just flying thousands of miles, its momentum has declined, and the flying sword that swayed and flew in the air really looked like a little dragon shaking its head and tail.

"Look at the arrows!"

"Look at the slingshot!"

"Look at the stones!"

"Look at the inkstone!"

"Look at the paperweight!"

"Look at the brush!"

Brush, brush, brush, a burst of messy things flew up in the wind, and even small rocks pinched their slingshots and shot at the sky.

Not to mention anything else, the bag around Xiaoshi's waist contains a lot of stones, some of these stones are just ordinary stones, but there are others, Zi Baifeng wrote the words "fly", "disease" and "quasi" on it, which is Zi Baifeng is afraid that Xiaoshi will be bullied, so he helped him prepare something to press his waist.

Although the small stone is small, it shoots birds with a slingshot all day long, and the skills are superb, plus the flying stone that this son Bai Feng has specially raised, it is a flying sword in the middle.

With a "bell", the flying sword was knocked away by a stone, and at the end of the strong crossbow, the force could not enter the reckless. The flying sword that blew the boulder away in an instant couldn't even stop a stone from a child at this time, and it was smashed out of the ground and fell to the ground, and it couldn't even fly anymore, so it could only struggle and jump on the ground.

"Hey, it's not a dragon, it's a fish. "The flying sword with cold light, after exhausting its strength, is only a palm-length at this time, and it looks like it is bouncing on the ground, it is really too much like a fish.

"Didn't you listen to Mr.? The fish jumps over the dragon gate and turns into a dragon, this is not a fish, the little dragon looks like this. ”

"I don't care what it is, see if I catch it!"

"Ah, it bites me!" Although the flying sword had lost its strength, it was still sharp, and one person reached out to grab it, and was immediately cut with blood.

"Look at my big rock!" a man picked up a big stone and threw it forward, and with a bang, the flying sword was smashed under the stone.

"Not dead yet!" the man lifted the stone, and the flying sword struggled out from under the stone and flew out again.

The little stone was quick-eyed, turned over a wooden barrel beside him, and buckled it down.