long night walk

Chapter 1297 Little face, crowned with white
Looking at the silver-haired woman who exudes the aura of wind and snow all over her body, the bones of all the disciples of the True Immortal Sect stand on end.

The guardian Yan Poyun was born as a giant monster in the glacier and deep sea. Since his infancy before his transformation, the purple dragon lived under his tongue and has survived till now.

This purple dragon is born with a poisonous body, and is also a god charm. It comes from the lineage of dragons, and its voice is like thunder. When it is born, it will encounter wind and rain.

It has a thin dragon blood in its body, and it has been fostered in Yan Poyun's body for hundreds of thousands of years. Although its body is small, a drop of dragon saliva in its body is enough to turn a sea area into a poisonous pool, and there will be no life in it.

Other than Yan Poyun, who would dare to come into close contact with him in the Kunlun Jingxu?

But this unknown silver-haired woman killed the purple dragon that had been with him for thousands of years with a single look with her bare hands, and turned into ashes.

Everyone, including Shang Chang, saw clearly just now that the silver-haired woman was clearly transformed by the white snake on the boy's wrist.

Shang Chang was dumbfounded.

The accompanying spirit pet was waved to kill people like this, Yan Poyun's face as cold as a zombie instantly shrouded in a layer of haze, and when he slowly raised his eyelids to look at the silver-haired woman, he was indescribably ruthless appalling.

Bai Lian was stunned for a while before realizing the true identity of the silver-haired woman in front of him.

This sudden change really caught him by surprise.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yan Poyun's cold and dangerous eyes.

Bai Lian's eyes were gloomy, and he took two steps forward and pulled her wrist, hiding her behind him, and looked directly at Yan Poyun's eyes.

A thread of blood was slowly overflowing from the corner of Yan Poyun's stern lips, dyeing his lips scarlet and chilling.

The purple dragon has been hidden under his tongue since its birth, and has long been fused with his tongue body. Now that the purple dragon has been reduced to ashes, his tongue body has naturally been damaged. What's more troublesome is that the purple dragon The soul is gone, and half of his life is still hidden under the tongue.

At the same time that his mind and soul were wiped out, the dragon poison in his real body could no longer be controlled and hidden, and all of them exploded under Yan Poyun's tongue.

The blood-stained lips turned black and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He spit out a mouthful of black blood expressionlessly, his whole body was surging with energy and blood, quickly refining the toxins in his body.

It's not a good feeling to suffer from the poisonous backlash of one's spiritual pet, but this is not a fatal injury to Yan Poyun.

But for a while, he stopped fighting and did not continue to attack Bai Li'an.

After the silver-haired woman instantly killed Zilong, there was no other change, and she stood quietly behind Bai Lian.

Only those pair of deep purple pupils stared at Yan Poyun without blinking. In the deep pupils, there was a clear mirror, reflecting his figure in detail.

Shang Chang and the disciples of the True Immortal Sect didn't check, but Yan Poyun's eyes pierced through the wind and snow, and he saw his own reflection in those cold and indifferent purple pupils.

It was not just a projected body image, what he saw was that the self in those pupils was actually a translucent form that was seen by the human spirit to see through the essence of the soul.

In which inch of my immortal bones, where my spiritual roots are jumping and moving, and even the diffuse distribution of monster energy and spiritual power attributes are all clear, as if you can peek into the depths of your soul.

This makes people feel an unpleasant feeling that their own weaknesses are clearly seen.

But Yan Poyun's face was still indifferent, showing no anger.

Because he knows that in this world, there is only one kind of creature that can ignore the huge gap in cultivation level, and see a powerhouse in the dark realm who is far away from the holy, and see inside without leaving any secrets.

Yan Poyun slowly wiped away the poisonous blood stained between his lips, his face was still as indifferent as pig iron in the winter snow, but his eyes were terribly bright!
It's like a wild wolf in a snowy night, suddenly seeing the bright and fiery eyes of its prey!

"Everyone in the world knows that since ancient times, the lineage of real dragons has long been extinct, but they never thought that today they would be lucky enough to meet a real dragon with their own eyes. If I'm not wrong, you should be the last real dragon in this world, right? "

In Yan Poyun's eyes at this moment, it seemed that some kind of crazy and fiery factor was ignited, and he looked straight at the silver-haired woman behind Bai Li'an with those eyes.

There is even a strange bloody excitement in the tone of his speech, beating in Bobo.

Bai Lian's face became cold, and his body shifted, trying to completely block the figure of Xiao Bailong.

But he suddenly discovered that the little white dragon in human form was extremely tall, even if the exquisite silver dragon horns were not counted, standing behind Bai Lian, she was half a head taller.

Where can it be completely concealed.

Xiao Bailong noticed Yan Poyun's unusually fiery gaze, but she was no stranger to this gaze.

It doesn't matter whether it's the young inner sect disciples in the Sin Sword Pool of Tianxi Sword Sect, or their senior brother Junzijian, or even the Jinxian Fengxu.

Ever since she was born, when people saw her real body, they couldn't help showing the same look.

This is why, in the eyes of the Dragon Clan, human beings are always so ugly.

In this world, there is only one person who does not look at her with such eyes, only one person.

Only that young man on the White Camel Mountain, who was as clean as the moonlight after rain, would look at her with a gentle gaze completely different from the world's, and put his hands on her to help her soar above the nine heavens.

Thinking of this, she raised her arm unconsciously, and touched the two words carved on her dragon's horn, which were faint but deeply rooted in her soul.

'Shaoyan', named Shaoyan with the surname Bai.

The aura of Kunlun Jingxu really lived up to its reputation and was extremely abundant. Since the old wounds were healed from the orb and the dragon's horn was fused, she practiced in the mountains for only half a year, and it was worth a thousand years in the human world and a hundred years in the fairy world.

She has already been able to take form.

It's just that with her spiritual wisdom, she already knew Bai Li'an's situation and identity in Kunlun Jingxu. If she changed her shape at will in the mountain dwelling, it would only add trouble to him.

She and Bai Lian had never had normal human language communication.

But she understood Bai Lian's thoughts and thoughts better than anyone else.

That was a tacit understanding cultivated in his childhood that no one had ever had.

She knew that Bai Lian was hiding his face with a mask because he didn't want to reveal his identity. Therefore, even when fighting enemies like the True Immortal Sect and Yan Poyun, he never used half of his spiritual and blood power.

The world doesn't know that the soul pet of the young master of Tianxi Sword Sect and the son of the corpse king's general is a dragon.

So if she came forward today to check and balance the powerful enemy, it would not reveal Bai Lian's identity.

The chill in the vast ancient forest became heavier. Bai Shaoyan lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the soft and fluffy hair on Bai Lian's head, narrowed her eyelids slightly, then stepped forward two steps, stood on tiptoe, and lifted her snow-white chin rest it on his head.

She squinted her eyes and looked at Yan Poyun, who had extremely hot eyes, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if I am the last real dragon in this world, Shi Yao, put away your coveting eyes, from the day I traveled nine days, This body, this soul, and even every hair, belong to only one person."

She opened her lips to speak lightly, but what was amazing was that what she spoke was not just a language.

In addition to human language, there is also dragon language that resonates with the laws of heaven and earth hovering in the world.

While speaking, the dragon horn engraved with the word "Shaoyan" began to emit a faint light.

Bai Lian seemed to realize what she wanted to do. The moment she hugged her with an arm from behind, his heart was calm, but his body couldn't help becoming stiff.

The silver hair, as cold as the moonlight, poured down from Bai Lian's shoulders, Bai Shaoyan's body was slightly bent, and his head slid down sideways.

In this cold night, the dragon girl slightly opened her light-colored cherry lips, and the slightly pointed animal teeth were looming between the cherry lips, spraying the frosty and cold breath on Bailian's ears.

After the breath came up, a light layer of frost covered his ears.

Suddenly, she bit Bai Lian's left ear, leaving a silver-blue mark in the middle of the ear.

The pale lips were stained red with blood, and under the numbness of the frost, Bai Lian didn't feel any pain.

The cold tip of her tongue lightly licked the wound, and the blood was quickly wiped away by her, and there was no trace of blood left.

There was only a small, delicate and complex silver-blue rune flowing between the ears, like an earring penetrating the bone of the ear.

Bai Lian couldn't see the changes between his ears, but only felt a cold current rising from his body and spreading to the palm of his left hand.

I saw a circle of silver lines like a bracelet drawn in the palm like flowing silver. The lines quickly formed a chain, wrapped around the palm, and then extended out, all the way to Bai Shaoyan's neck behind him. , circle around again.

The imprint is just completed.

This is actually the unique seal of recognition of the Dragon Clan.

Yan Poyun's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant, but soon, he returned to his expressionless look, and with a cold snort, he said:
"That's right, the True Dragon Clan will never easily recognize their master and dedicate their loyalty to other races, but once you recognize your master, you will be with you for the rest of your life, and you will never change masters to another person. Marriage is destroyed by death, and the seal of lord recognition can only be used once in a lifetime."

Yan Poyun took two steps forward, a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face: "But it's okay."

He pointed to Bai Lian and said: "I will kill him first, then I will arrest your dragon soul, pull your dragon scales, pull out your dragon tendons, pick out your dragon bones, and eat your dragon's heart. Far better than my purple dragon."

Since it is useless to live a real dragon that has recognized its master, it will be slaughtered.

After all, every part of her body is full of rare treasures in the world!

Yan Poyun slowly raised three fingers, and said lightly: "The strength I showed just now is no more than [-]%, you are very strong, but after all, you are not a full-grown real dragon. I think your cultivation is at most no more than a thousand calamities. .”

While shaking his head, he said: "I don't know where you got the courage to show your true body in front of a demon cultivator like me who has penetrated the dark realm. Don't you know that the demon clan, in the face of the real dragon? In the face of such a colossal temptation, is it possible to devour the dragon's blood and the dragon's heart, nourishing the soul, improving the cultivation base, refining and stabilizing the immortal bone?"

Bai Lian's eyes turned cold, and he said: "The real dragon is an ancient god. If you are a mere monster and immortal, you dare to eat the real dragon raw. If you violate the Kunlun taboo like this, aren't you afraid that the Kunlun God Lord will blame you?!"

"Ask for guilt?" Yan Poyun sneered coldly, and said, "You murdered the innocent disciples of the True Immortal Sect. Your cruel nature is no doubt comparable to that of the Devil. , but it is no different from demon spirits, I kill and eat them, not only without fault, but also with merit!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Poyun obviously didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so he waved his hands:
"Gun here!"

Suddenly, it seemed that there were countless dragons rioting and wreaking havoc under the earth.

The Poyun Spear that was firmly under Bai Shaoyan's feet let out a roar, like a scorching sun, he broke free from its restraints and jumped up.

The blazing red light under the gun body fluctuates successively, and the magnificent gun power is boundless, shining brilliantly in an instant.

The Cloud Breaking Spear fell into the palm again, completely creating a majestic atmosphere.

Wherever the gun wind went, the space began to disintegrate, and even the six monsters hiding in another dimensional space burst into terrifying monster corpses in the empty space.

It can be seen from this that Yan Poyun is bound to win the last true dragon in the world, regardless of life or death!

Bai Shaoyan opened his mouth to breathe in the mist and frost, and the space began to condense into ice, but he still couldn't stop the terrifying aura of the cloud-breaking spear.

The blood in Bai Lian's body began to surge, and the color of his eyes darkened, ready to resist the shot.

However, this spear, as Yan Poyun said, did not hold back the slightest bit.

Even if it's just an extremely simple, no-frills shot, it uses the strength that Tongming Realm should have.

This shot is enough to destroy half of the empire's dynasty on earth.

Bai Lian knew himself, and the possibility of resisting this shot without getting hurt was basically zero.

He didn't have the idea of ​​a long battle, he didn't want a quick battle, he just wanted to retreat today without revealing his identity.

But judging by the momentum, it seems unlikely.

Who would have thought that saving a small Kunlun mountain citizen would attract the famous number one defender of "every day's opportunity".

It is impossible for the god of luck to favor him every time, and it is impossible for everything to be without change, and it is calculated and deduced by him that there is no change.

Although identity exposure will be a bit troublesome.

But it doesn't matter.

Although things will be more troublesome, what Bailian is best at now is to solve troubles.

After all these major events one after another, he realized in his heart that the current Kunlun God Lord is really not in Kunlun Jingxu.

Bai Lian, he has extra time enough for him to make full preparations to deal with the Kunlun God Lord.

He secretly sighed in his heart, the two corpse beads that were cold and dead trembled faintly in his chest and dantian, and his blood flowed slowly.

Just when he was about to resist, a voice as clear as bright jade sounded out of season.

"The real dragon is the most majestic spirit in the world. Even the helpers of the immortal clan may not be qualified to slaughter and eat her. Yan Poyun, you are too stupid to guard the border, have you forgotten your identity?"

(End of this chapter)