Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Old Dragon, Half Flesh and Bone
The cave is closed and windless, a group of seven people carefully walk on the iron chain, although the chain is very thick and full of mottled rust, but there is no barrier around to rely on, if you are not careful, you will fall, and you will not survive in any environment under your feet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Getting closer and closer to the boulder, the dragon body on the boulder is getting taller and clearer, and a black dragon back about 100 meters long first comes into view, which can be different from what I just saw at the entrance of the cave.
The strange thing is that ordinary animals get such a disease, not only the body is ulcerated, but also emitted a strong smell of skin and flesh, but the time here is not short, they do not smell a trace of carrion, the air is mild and moist, as if staying in a constant temperature and humidity, the air is fresh.
I don't know if the dragon deliberately waited for them to come to them, or if he didn't bother to take care of it at all. The closer it gets, the clearer the huge figure becomes, a dragon's whisker towering in the air, swaying regularly as if welcoming guests, and the dragon's snort is emitting puffs of white smoke that slowly disperse in all directions.
After walking for about ten minutes, when he reached the bottom of the mountain rock, the giant chain had already sunk into the rock and penetrated it vertically, Pei Yang jumped his head vigorously, and was the first to climb the stone wall of the huge rock.
"200 years have passed!" suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the entire cave was filled with the thick and old voice of the old dragon.
The giant chain was whistling by the wind of the sound wave, and was swayed left and right by this sudden gust of wind, and the other 6 people standing on it, including Hao Chen, were suddenly shocked by the sound wave and had to desperately hold on to the chain, waiting for the aftermath to disappear.
"Hmph, a generation is not as good as a generation!" The old dragon snorted softly, tilted his head, and lowered his volume.
At this time, Pei Yang, who climbed the rock wall, chiseled a small hole in the rock with his fist, hammered the steel nails that fixed the rope into it, tied one end to himself, and hammered the other end down, so that others could climb up with strength. Although it has a stronger bounce than ordinary people, it is also a helpless way to face a huge rock that hangs high above the head and has nowhere to borrow strength.
With the help of ropes, everyone climbed the boulder in order, and with a place to borrow strength, they overturned the stalagmites that stood out from the periphery in three or two strokes, and stood on the boulder platform.
In front of them, a huge black dragon with half a body of white bones and rotting flesh was lying on the platform, its left eye was missing, the dragon's whiskers were broken, and the huge scar on its face passed diagonally from the bridge of its nose, hideous and terrifying, and in its open right eye, the pupils were like fire, facing the direction of everyone.
The dragon's body was hundreds of meters long, and half of its bones were exposed, and its back, four legs, and even its neck were covered with large and small scars. Standing in front of the giant dragon, even Pei Yang, who had already skyrocketed his muscles like a hulk, was only the size of this dragon's pupil.
The dragon eye blinked, rolled his eyes to look at the seven people standing in front of him, turned his head to the other side and sighed.
"Plucking my dragon scales again?" the dragon's mouth opened only a slit, revealing an old voice that was not so shocking.
Everyone didn't know how to answer this question, and they thought that this old dragon, who should be irritable, resentful, and angry in everyone's mouth, was now prostrate on the boulder, looking listless, and it was really impossible to associate him with the legendary dragon that rose in the universe.
Seeing that everyone didn't speak, the black dragon took a breath, and his lips made an impatient sound.
"That bull's nose said, but is it the heir of that old thing in Mingtong?" When his eyes turned to Xuan Yunzi, the flames in his pupils were obviously burning a little stronger, and the muscles on the corners of his mouth were interesting.
Back then, Ming Tongzi knocked it off the cliff and washed away the old things of his memory, because the Taoist priest in front of him resurfaced in front of him, and the pain and hatred occupied all his thoughts in an instant, and the humiliation and pain he had suffered for thousands of years was impossible to rely on the white bones of his current body, but it was easy to torture the little Taoist priest in front of him who had cultivated to a low level.
"So what?" Xuan Yunzi faced the giant beast in front of him, and the sad strength of the mountain cliff was inexplicably left behind, leaving only the duty of not leaving.
"Temper like, it's ......" Halfway through the words, the black dragon's front paws were raised, and they slapped it hard towards the place where Xuan Yunzi was standing.
Everyone didn't have time to react, and no one could have imagined that this old dragon would suddenly burst out and hurt people. I only heard a bang on the ground, and suddenly the dust flew, and even the ground trembled, thinking that it was bad, that Xuanyunzi was under the claws of this old dragon.
The smoke and dust dispersed for a while, and where Xuanyunzi was still standing, the huge dragon claw revealed a terrifying black shadow, and in the gap between the claws, a figure was draped in hair, standing still, the sword that had just been unsheathed in his hand was already only the hilt, and the robe was torn to pieces by the claw wind, hovering in the air with the dust.
was first surprised, then drew his sword and faced it, and then closed his eyes and waited for death, Xuanyunzi's expression at this moment was all seen by the old dragon.
"Well, the backbone is also like, haha......" The corners of his mouth trembled again, and he blew out a breath, and his eyes, which were still full of yellow dust just now, were suddenly refreshed.
But he didn't expect that this trick, which could have scared people to death, made Xuan Yunzi's face show unprecedented perseverance and determination. His face was bloody, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, his long hair was blown up by the dragon's breath, and although his sword was broken, his posture of holding the sword had not changed at all.
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Xuan Yuanzi, who was originally standing, took a big step backwards, broke free from the gap in the dragon's claws, he held his chest with one hand, and suddenly the sky spun around, and he fell straight to the ground. Situ Yang, who was behind him, immediately caught up, helped Xuanyunzi to sit up, put his hand on the back of his heart, and the faint green light melted into his body little by little from his palm.
Seeing Xuan Yunzi fall down so quickly, the old dragon suddenly felt bored, his eyelids blinked, his head turned away, and his eyes moved to the remaining few people.
The persimmon picks and pinches softly! As soon as he felt a trace of sympathy for this old dragon who was injured and only half of his life was left, he immediately revealed his original form.
After getting along for a day, although Xuan Yunzi is not a great virtue and high morality, he is reasonable and reasonable, and he is also amiable, compared to Situ Yang, who has a scar and a scheming stomach, he doesn't know where he is kind. But such a person was made to vomit blood and fall into a coma by this half-dead old roundworm in an instant, Hao Chen closed his mouth tightly and squeaked at all.
"Can't get used to seeing me bully?" the old dragon opened a gap in the corner of his mouth, squeezing out a mocking tone. "Then have you seen how Ming Tongzi bullied me?"
"There is a debtor and a master, bullying the juniors, phew!" Before Hao Chen could speak, Hao Xin, who was trembling with anger just now, lifted the ice blade in his hand, stood in front of the old dragon's eyes, and spat at its scaly old face.
The tense atmosphere reached the critical point at once, Situ Yang hurriedly carried Xuanyunzi, who had recovered a little sober, behind him and handed it to Situ Yan, who had been silent for a long time, and he turned around and clubbed his cane three times, protecting everyone in front of him and behind him.
"The quality of today's young people is really poor!" was spit on his face, and the old dragon unexpectedly did not have any overreaction, he just stretched out the fingers of the dragon's claws and scratched the tiny sputum like a drop of water.