I saw a person lying in the cave with a golden pagoda on his head, a golden robe, and a red silk on his shoulder.

He was about twenty-four or five years old, fair-skinned, with two slender eyebrows and sideburns, and eyes with a touch of mercy.

The dress is just like coming out of the Dunhuang murals.

I don't know if the person was lying there in the first place, or later, in short, Yang Zongheng didn't notice it at all.

I saw that the man was lying down and slowly drifted towards Yang Zongheng and the donkey, until he was not far from Yang Zongheng and slowly stood still.

The man first glanced at Yang Zongheng, then turned his head to the donkey and smiled: "Long time no see, Dayan Heavenly Demon." ”

He actually knew the donkey? Yang Zongheng was a little surprised.

The donkey said coldly: "Brahmangara, didn't you go to Lingshan after cultivating the right fruit, why did you still appear here?"

Brahmathagara smiled: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. As he spoke, he turned to Yang Zongheng and said, "Why don't you listen to the words of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon and kill this golden dragon, this is a rare opportunity." ”

Yang Zongheng had some doubts at first, he actually called the donkey the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, and then thought about it, the donkey was the remnant of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with calling it so.

Since the donkey and this person know each other, there must be no danger, so Yang Zongheng said with confidence: "I can't bear it." ”

After hearing this, Brahmandra smiled and said, "I can't bear it. Then he turned to the donkey again and said, "I've found the wrong person." ”

But the donkey didn't say a word, but really stared at the Vanda Gara with a disgusted face and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Brahdharmagara smiled: "This is the Dragon Pool, and I am naturally feeding on my Golden-winged Divine Bird." ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and saw a Dapeng bird with a golden glow all over his body suddenly flying from another entrance to the cave and staying on the left hand of Brahmandra Gara.

Brahmanga glanced at Yang Zongheng, and with a slight lift of his arm, the Dapeng bird immediately pounced on the golden dragon lying on the ground.

Yang Zongheng was shocked: "What are you doing here?"

Brahmatagara felt amused and said, "My divine bird originally fed on dragons. ”

As he spoke, the Dapeng bird, which was more than a foot in shape, suddenly became dozens of times larger.

Yang Zongheng didn't think much about it, and immediately sacrificed the magic wheel, and the magic wheel immediately expanded to the size of the Dapeng bird, blocking in front of the Dapeng bird.

Originally, Yang Zongheng could directly attack the Dapeng Bird with the magic wheel, but he saw that Jia Luo could control such a powerful divine beast, and his strength must not be underestimated, so he didn't dare to offend.

Besides, the donkey just said that this goods have gone to Lingshan, where is Lingshan, in Yang Zongheng's concept, it is a place where Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats stay.

A person fights with a god, isn't this looking for death?

Seeing that the magic wheel was blocking his way, a bead suddenly flew out of his head, and as soon as the bead touched the magic wheel, the magic wheel immediately changed back to the size of a hat.

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but be surprised, he had fought with so many heavenly mages, although his magic wheel couldn't exert its full power, but it wouldn't be so bad, he couldn't even beat a bird?

No, this is not an ordinary bird, this is a sacred bird.

Yang Zongheng looked at Brahmandala, only to see him smiling and shaking his head slightly.

This immediately aroused Yang Zongheng's competitive spirit, and without saying a word, he held the hidden shadow in his hand and waved his black wings to cut at the Dapeng bird.

The orbs of the Dapeng bird shimmered with colorful light, enveloping the Dapeng bird when it landed.

Yang Zongheng swung a few knives at the Dapeng Bird, only to see a few fierce tigers immediately fly towards the Dapeng Bird, but as soon as they came into contact with the actual light, they immediately turned into nothing.

Yang Zongheng was naturally unwilling, and the wings behind him immediately turned into a torrent, slamming into the light, although the black torrent did not disappear, it still couldn't get close to the Dapeng bird for half a step.

I saw that the Dapeng bird suddenly pecked with its beak, and its movements were like lightning, Yang Zongheng didn't have the slightest chance to dodge, and in an instant, the black torrent was cut off by a third.

In the end, Yang Zongheng had no choice but to sacrifice the phoenix feather, and at the moment when he raised his leg, Vanda Jialuo suddenly said: "It's okay." ”

The bird then withdrew the orb and landed on the left arm of the Brahmandra again.

Yang Zongheng also hurriedly fell to the ground, with a look of vigilance, only to hear Brahma Tuogara look at the golden dragon and say, "I think he can." ”

The golden dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes turned to Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng is confused, what can be?

He was just about to ask a question, when he saw a sudden flash of light on the head of the Brahmandra Gara, and then his body slowly rose, and then he sat on the back of the Dapeng bird and flew out of the cave.

Yang Zongheng looked at this scene, it was just like the TV series he had seen before, didn't the Buddha and the Bodhisattva have their heads glowing? This thing has really become a Buddha? Yang Zongheng was a little speechless.

When Yang Zongheng was thinking wildly, he only heard the voice of Brahma Tuo Jia Luo again: "Compassion is born as a Buddha nature, Lingshan has already had your name, it is the day of the enlightenment of Qinggen, why bother to bind yourself in the red dust." ”

I don't know who to tell it to.

At this moment, Yang Zongheng only heard a low roar beside him, and he couldn't help but have hairs standing up all over his body, almost forgetting that there was a deadly golden dragon next to him, so he didn't think much about it, and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

But there were not a few steps, Yang Zongheng only felt a slash behind him, and then he rose into the air, Yang Zongheng looked back, only to see that he and the donkey were caught by the claws of the golden dragon, and there were bursts of thunder in the cave, and in a blink of an eye, the golden dragon flew out of the cave and swept towards the sky.

The golden dragon grabbed Yang Zongheng and the donkey and flew in the air, looking down at the entire environment, and Yang Zongheng saw clearly that the place where he was turned out to be an island.

The golden dragon flew out of the island at a gallop, and Yang Zongheng shouted in his heart that it was over, this golden dragon would not take him to its nest and eat it as a snack.

After about half an hour of flying in the air, the golden dragon slowed down, and at this time, Yang Zongheng suddenly saw that those family mages were actually on that island.

I saw that they were casting spells as if they were fighting against something, and at this moment, only to hear a long chant from the golden dragon, a light blue barrier flashed above the small island.

At this time, Yang Zongheng realized that those mages were blocked outside by this blue light.

The mages also seemed to hear the dragon's groan, and they all looked up, but they only saw a golden dragon flying by, and did not find Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng was about to see if Liu Xiaoxiao and Chu Yunlou were also among the crowd, but the golden dragon suddenly passed through the barrier, Yang Zongheng's eyes flickered, not only could he not see those mages, but even the entire vision became dim, as if a colorful world suddenly became black and white.

I saw that the trees and flowers on the ground were withered and withered, and dozens of black tombs were scattered on the ground like chess pieces, and white spirit flags were floating in front of each grave.

In the center of this slaughtering land, a huge tombstone was erected, which was four or five zhang wide and about ten zhang high, and there was no ink black on it, without a single handwriting.

The golden dragon flew in front of the stone tablet, and Yang Zongheng felt an inexplicable coercion coming to him when he boarded it.

The golden dragon circled three times above the stele and suddenly crashed into the stele, and as soon as his body touched the stele, the stele rippled, and Yang Zongheng followed the golden dragon and flew into the stele.

The stele turned out to be a door.

After entering the stone stele, in the dimness, Yang Zongheng saw a huge skeleton, compared to the skeleton, the train-like dragon was almost like a small snake.

The golden dragon placed Yang Zongheng next to the skeleton, and he himself respectfully prostrated on the ground.

"What is this? Is it a fossil?" Yang Zongheng was a little confused.