"It's ...... Dragons?"

Looking at the behemoth roaring in the sky, Yang Ming shuddered in his heart, this kind of species that could only appear in legends actually appeared alive in front of his eyes, this kind of shock can hardly be described in words.

"It's not a real dragon, it's just a dragon that hasn't fully evolved yet. Seeing Yang Ming's gaffe look, Tang Qinglian couldn't help but remind him loudly, "However, even if this Jiaolong has not yet evolved completely, its strength is also stronger than that of the ordinary Tongqi Realm. ”

In the records of the Yidao Sect, it is mentioned that the whole process of a green snake that has lived for five hundred years is very short, unless they eat some heaven and earth spirit treasures, open the secrets of the body in the body, prolong their lifespan, just like the human warriors and knights, through the practice of internal force to enhance the qi and blood in the body, to achieve the effect of prolonging life.

However, the strength of this fierce beast is very strong, after that green snake has fully evolved, its strength is comparable to that of the Divine Realm, and even ordinary Divine Realm powerhouses have to retreat when they see it.

Now, the strength of this black Jiao that is in evolution is also not weak, it is estimated that the masters in the middle stage of the Tongqi Realm will have to take a detour when they see it, and with it here to protect this dragon baby fruit tree, Yang Ming and they may not be so easy to get the dragon baby fruit.

"I see!"

Suddenly, Tang Qinglian muttered in the voice he heard, this black Jiao wanted to accelerate his evolution by devouring these dragon infant fruits.

In the records of the Yidao Sect, there is a record of the dragon baby fruit, this kind of heaven and earth spirit treasure growth conditions are extremely harsh, and there must be a condition, there must be a place where the blood of the dragon has been poured, it can grow safely, so the dragon baby fruit contains a trace of dragon blood.

This is just the history recorded in the records of the One Sword Sect, and now it seems to have some authenticity, otherwise this black Jiao would not have been so dedicated to guarding this dragon baby fruit.

"Snort, even if it's a dragon, it's amazing. Yang Ming smacked his lips and said, in another world, dragons only belong to legendary animals, which is a totemic inheritance and a symbol of a nation.

However, in this martial arts world, Jiaolong is just a relatively strong beast, not extinct, only those who have evolved into real dragons can be regarded as real divine beasts, so when Tang Qinglian saw this Jiaolong that had not evolved completely, there was only a brief surprise on his pretty face, and then he returned to normal, unlike Yang Ming's gaffe.

Jiaolong, evolved from snakes after metamorphosis, this fierce beast strength is extremely terrifying, although the intelligence is low, but in the face of absolute strength, everything becomes pale and powerless.

The strength of this Jiaolong is probably only in the middle of the Tongkong Realm, but its body is extremely strong, even if it is a master at the peak of the Tongqi Realm, he does not dare to say that he can break the defense of this Jiaolong.

......

The moment the young man in white saw the dragon appear, a strange sneer couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth, and his body suddenly exploded back and returned to the crowd.

This stupid move drew a lot of sneers, knowing that there was a fierce beast entrenched here, and rushing like this, this is not stupid or something.

However, the young man in white turned a blind eye to these sarcastic glances, and even a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On the big tree, Tang Qinglian stared at the white-clothed young man with a sneer, his pupils contracted violently, and a naked murderous intent flashed in his beautiful eyes.

This teenager is Yinli.

"How is he?"

Obviously, Yang Ming also noticed this white-clothed young man, he had also seen each other in the Fengcheng Inn, and at the same time, the breath on the latter's body was very similar to the original black-robed Tiandu, therefore, Yang Ming concluded that in the inn, these white-clothed young men led by an old man in white were the remnants of the Poison Dragon Sect.

Hearing the words, Tang Qinglian couldn't help but look at Yang Ming's line of sight, and saw that Yang Ming's gaze also fell on Yin Li's body, at this time, it was her turn to be surprised, and she couldn't help but ask, "You also know him?"

"Listening to what you mean, do you know him too?" Yang Ming turned his head, looked at the girl with a cold face, and asked.

"All the injuries on my body are due to him!" Tang Qinglian said coldly.

"In this way, the poison on your body is also from his hands?" his eyes narrowed slightly, Yang Ming's face showed a sudden look, and he hurriedly asked.

Tang Qinglian tapped his fair chin slightly.

"Hehe, originally I was only guessing his identity, but now I'm ninety percent sure of it. ”

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, revealing a cruel smile, at the beginning, he and Liao Wuwei almost died in the hands of the black-robed Tiandu, although the other party was dead, but Yang Ming still did not have a good impression of the Poison Dragon Sect, if there was a chance, he would not mind teaching the Poison Dragon Sect some lessons.

"Who the hell is this person?" asked Tang Qinglian, gritting his silver teeth.

"I can only tell you that he is not from Fengcheng, and he must have entered the Medicine King Valley not only to collect medicine, but also for other purposes. Yang Ming looked at Yin Lia with deep meaning, and sneered: "Hehe, everyone has set up the stage, what we have to do is to watch the play." ”

......

In the huge lake, more and more people gathered, and familiar faces appeared in Yang Ming's eyes, including the Li family brothers of the Liusha Sect, other disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and some genius disciples of various sects, almost all of whom came closer here.

When they saw this behemoth standing in the middle of the lake, they couldn't help but take a breath in their hearts, and suddenly felt the urge to escape from this place.

"Whoosh!"

In the jungle on the left side of the lake, a black shadow flashed out, and when you looked closely, it was a black-robed young man, carrying a black iron knife behind his back, and his body exuded a chilling aura.

Looking at the black-robed young man, everyone couldn't help but look at the position on the chest of the robe, where there was an embroidered Mo knife that rose to the sky.

"One Knife Sect?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, the status of the One Knife Sect in Fengcheng is extremely respected, and all those who come out of this sect are quite terrifying, on the rivers and lakes, there is a nickname for the disciples of the One Knife Sect, and it only takes one knife to kill people.

"Hehe, Merlin, I didn't expect you to be faster than Lao Tzu, you have been good at it all these years!"

At the moment when the black-robed young man appeared, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded in the jungle on the left, and a burly young man with a golden gun on his back slowly walked out of it.

"Golden Gun Palace, Li Zongpo!"

Seeing this burly young man who appeared, everyone couldn't help but have a familiar name in their hearts.