The dragon is a unique existence between heaven and earth, and this purple-robed man is also the first person between heaven and earth, the first person in the rivers and lakes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since ancient times, emperors have called themselves the true dragon emperor, and a golden dragon robe represents supreme power and majesty.

Even the yellow coat given by the emperor carries the royal majesty, and this is only because the royal family is a dragon, and it is a real dragon.

And at this moment, there is a golden dragon tattooed on his chest, which is a royal gift, only the top masters on the rivers and lakes can have it, and at this moment standing in front of the blood-red medicine pool is a top master, Yue Xiao has never seen it, but he has heard of it, Jun Yue has not seen it, but he has also heard it from the mouth of the elders.

Yue Xiao was unconscious on Si Shengyu's back, while Jun Yue looked intently at the golden dragon on his chest, in the rumors of the rivers and lakes, there are only five people in the world who can have such the glory of the golden dragon, this is not only glory, but more importantly, a symbol of strength, even the head of Shaolin Wudang has never received the highest title in the rivers and lakes.

The five people who were given by the emperor back then were all well-known existences in the rivers and lakes.

A generation of sword gods, the head of the Nanyue Sword Sect, single-handedly holding a sword across the Demon Valley, three in and three out, fighting the five elders of the Demon Sect alone, killing four of them.

Flying halberd Xu Chuan, the founder of the Xu Zi battalion, the halberd to the enemy's retreat, holding a halberd, leading 3,000 men and horses, but the army is outside the northwest wilderness.

The old monk of the dry Zen under the cold night temple, an old monk of the ordinary small temple in the world, traveled to the two countries at the age of ninety, and the one who stopped killing was rare in the world, and the one who could stop the war with one force was hard to find through the ages, and this dry Zen monk was one of them.

The hundred-year-old protector in front of the mountain, a body of morality in the rivers and lakes, calming the martial arts affairs of the rivers and lakes, complicated and mediocre, a genius in the sky, rare in the world, the martial arts of the rivers and lakes can maintain such a peaceful state today, and the merit is in his body.

Ma Daha, the author of "Jianghu Kyushu Lu", said the temple in three words, wrote martial arts in a few words, and wrote in the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in the alleys, and the pen fell between the wind and the clouds.

And the person in front of him also has a golden dragon, who is it?

Jun Yue was puzzled, so he looked at Si Shengyu, the head of the Kongtong faction beside him.

Si Shengyu knew the purple-robed bone collector opposite, not only did he know, but he was also the person he had admired for many years.

It's just that Jun Yue only saw surprise in Si Shengyu's eyes.

"Uncle Si, who is he?" Jun Yue asked cautiously.

Jun Yue's question did not receive a response from Si Shengyu.

Si Shengyu's heart was already in turmoil.

There are many rumors in the rivers and lakes, but none of them can justify themselves, because they are all deceiving themselves.

A generation of sword gods has fallen to this, with a golden dragon and purple robe, but he is trapped in the Valley of the Demons.

"Sword God senior, why are you here?" Si Shengyu looked at the purple-robed bone-harvesting man in front of the blood-red medicine pool.

Sword God?

Jun Yue also looked at the purple-robed bone-collecting man, looking at the unkempt and wrinkled old man, who would have thought that it was a generation of sword gods? Thirty years ago, the sword god did not eat the fireworks of the world, and a long sword in one hand was the supreme principle of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and now?

The sword is gone, the man is haggard, unkempt, unkempt, the purple robe is broken, and he is as depressed as a beggar.

Jun Yue didn't know, Si Shengyu looked at the sword god, and he was also puzzled.

The purple-robed bone-harvesting man didn't make a sound, just stared at the little insects in the blood-red medicine pool.

Si Shengyu saw that the Sword God ignored him at all, and then looked at the wrinkled face of the Sword God, which was very annoying.

Si Shengyu thought of a possibility, an extremely terrifying possibility.

Si Shengyu made a silent movement towards Jun Yue, and then bypassed the blood-red medicine pool, and between his steps, he was light and silent, for fear of disturbing the sword god standing on the edge of the blood-colored medicine pool.

But as soon as he bypassed the blood-red medicine pool, Yue Xiao on Si Shengyu's back woke up and coughed.

"Ahem...... cough sound" was not loud, and it happened to spread on the edge of this quiet blood-red medicine pool.

Si Shengyu and Jun Yue stopped at the same time, feeling a chill behind them, and a gaze was staring at them tightly.

At the moment when he didn't have time to think, Si Shengyu only shouted one word - run!

Si Shengyu and Jun Yue strode out at the same time, and went straight to the woods outside the medicine pool.

The purple-robed bone collector hesitated slightly, glanced at the little insect, and then chased in the direction that Si Shengyu ran away.

It's just a cup of tea, and the purple-robed bone collector returns to the blood-red medicine pool again, but there is one more person in his hand.

The purple-robed man then threw Yue Xiao in the open space by the pool.

Yue Xiao, who came to his senses, looked at the purple-robed man in front of him, he had no power to fight back, and his whole body was still paralyzed, although he was conscious, it was like eating soft muscles.

"Who the hell are you, why are you arresting me?" Yue Xiao sat up with difficulty, looked at the purple-robed bone-collecting man, and asked.

It's just that the purple-robed bone-harvesting man didn't seem to care about him, but looked at the little insects in the medicine pool carefully.

The little bug still has a hideous face, but it is not so painful at the moment, maybe the little bug has adapted to the pain, and the soft moan that came out of his mouth before is no longer there now.

Yue Xiao knew that he had been hit by the Dafa of the Soul Dementor, and this Dafa of the Soul Dementor was not mature, but this Dafa of the Soul Dementor seemed to be cultivated only by people from the Demon Sect, but the purple-robed bone collector in front of him knew a little, but Yue Xiao was not sure that he was a person from the Demon Sect, because although that person could, he did not kill the killer, he just lost his consciousness. This is just the most superficial dementoring method.

But even so, Yue Xiao still couldn't resist the sequelae after the coma, and it must be difficult to recover for a while.

Yue Xiao wanted to force himself through his deep internal strength to recover a little, but he failed.

Although his own internal force is profound, but the soul dementoring Dafa he received just now makes him tired, as soon as he mobilizes his own internal force, there are bursts of roar in his head, like a big drum, as long as he calls on the internal force, it is like beating the huge drum.

In the end, Yue Xiao, who couldn't help it, really had no choice but gave up, but looking at the pain that the little insect endured in the blood-red medicine pool, even his expression was distorted, Yue Xiao had experienced such pain, that was the expression that the bad old man had when he beat himself with a stick when he was practicing the dragon walk.

Although there is a Chinese medicine soaking, this process is still very painful, the whole body is beaten apart, and then soaked in the medicine pool, just like the bite of ten thousand ants.

At that time, Yue Xiao had only one thought, that is, to die as soon as possible, only by dying, could he no longer endure such inhuman torture, but now looking at the uncomfortable appearance of the little worm, Yue Xiao didn't know whether to be happy for him or sorry for him.

The little bug is born semi-mentally retarded, with a tendon in his head.

It is said that the greater the strength, the heavier the responsibility, but can the little bug really bear it?

Yue Xiao himself was a little emotional, although he understood the truth, but he had to go against it, he just wanted to find his biological parents, the look in Yue Hai's eyes before he died, the words that the bad old man said before leaving, and the things he explained.

It may be difficult to find his biological parents, or it may be just a simple matter, but he doesn't know how to start, and he has defeated hundreds of masters in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but he still has no clue.

Yue Xiao didn't continue to ask, but waited for the little insect to successfully complete the tempering of his body, but after completing the tempering, he should be very weak for a while.

Yue Xiao looked at the purple-robed bone collector, and recalled the idea of fighting with him for three hundred rounds before, and the other party defeated himself with only one palm, which was not an accident, but strength.

Yue Xiao didn't have that strength, so he was defeated, and he was completely defeated, without the slightest suspense.

Just when Yue Xiao was thinking nonsense, the little insect opened his eyes, and his eyes were scarlet.

At midnight, a bright moon hung high, and a roar echoed between heaven and earth.

Yue Xiao looked at the little insect that woke up, and the worry in his heart was a little less, but looking at the little insect's scarlet eyes and the raised hands, it seemed that there was infinite internal force in the body that could not be dissipated.

It's like a ball, it will expand if you keep pumping it, but there is a limit to the expansion, if you keep pumping it in, the ball will explode sooner or later.

At this moment, the little insect is like this, I don't know what it absorbed, the little insect actually has a lot of power, but it is all unconscious passive acceptance, like pumping the ball.

"Senior, he is in danger......" Yue Xiao said so much, and then he felt like he was too careful, the purple-robed bone collector had been looking at the little insect worriedly, how could he let the little insect explode and die because of this.

Yue Xiao saw that the bone collector who was standing on the edge of the pool without any movement looked at the little insect so quietly, and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

And Yue Xiao was very anxious in his heart, compared to the purple-robed bone collector, Yue Xiao believed in the little insect more, although the little worm's brain was not very good, but it would not pose any threat to himself, but the purple-robed bone collector was different.

The little insect was still trembling all over, his hands were constantly slapping the blood-red water, and his face was flushed.

Yue Xiao looked at the appearance of the little insect, and the worry in his heart was even worse, but the purple-robed bone collector by the pool still didn't have the slightest intention of making a move.

"If you don't save him, he'll die. Yue Xiao was anxious and yelled at the purple-robed bone collector.

The purple-robed bone-harvesting man turned his head and glanced at Yue Xiao, and there was no expression under the unkempt wrinkles.

"Oh......" the purple-robed man said softly.

The voice was light and fluttering, but it was hoarse and terrible, as if someone had pinched his throat.

When Yue Xiao heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

This voice, familiar?

Yes, familiar!

I'm sure I've heard it, but where is it? Yue Xiao kept recalling.

Just as Yue Xiao kept thinking about his memories, the purple-robed bone collector finally moved.

The whole person threw himself directly into the blood-red medicine pool, and surrounded the little insect's body and kept slapping the little insect's body.

Yue Xiao saw the water splashing everywhere, and the mist was steaming in the blood-red medicine pool, looking at the pool water that was gradually boiling, the surprise in his heart was indescribable.

The little insect's face was still red, even a little redder than before, but it showed a comfortable look on his face, and he didn't have the pain before.

Yue Xiao was still a little worried, but after the purple-robed man made a move, he found that he still looked down on this person, and this person was a little better than the bad old man of the Green Worm Lake.

Watching the little bug's face gradually recover, Yue Xiao finally remembered where he had heard that familiar voice.

The top of the Zhenzhen building on Tianzhu Mountain......

I don't know who is saying from afar that I regret it......

Yue Xiao looked at the purple-robed bone-harvesting man who was constantly slapping the little insects, looked at the unkempt old man, and thought to himself that there were really poor people in the world.

The martial arts are so strong, but they have fallen to this step.

Poor thing......

Yue Xiao actually had the thought of a poor purple-robed bone collector in his heart.