I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 484 Go back in time and catch a baby dragon

Zhang Yun was in mid-air, holding a sutra scroll in one hand and holding a seal with the other hand.

Chains flew out from the void and fell on the lynx in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The lynx was not easy to deal with at first glance. Its eyes were red, and its body was filled with demonic power. When it moved, it stepped on the wind with its four claws, swift and fierce. But its Qi mechanism is restrained and shrinks inward.

It was obvious that this was a lynx in the [Holy Fetus] realm, and it would be considered a great monster in the human world.

But those chains were like spiritual snakes. The moment they touched his body, they suddenly tightened, and then they were suddenly pulled upwards, and the lynx was directly hung up.

Zhang Yun reached out and passed over the scroll, and countless runes flew up from it and quickly landed on the lynx.

Although the lynx struggled hard, as the chains tightened and the runes flashed, the fierce light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

After about a quarter of an hour, it turned into light and flew into the void.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Yun's eyes, but there was no big mood swing. For a ghost, the mood swings are always very weak.

Qiu Ping was lying on a tree on one side, a little bored.

Since he turned into a ghost cultivator, his little brother has become more and more boring. In fact, he feels that Zhang Yun's character is becoming more and more like a human being.

Coupled with the somewhat similar appearance...

No, I can't think about it anymore, this feeling is too terrible.

The little loach got excited and quickly dispelled those boring thoughts in his mind.

"Ahem, these are ordinary things. Even if they are cultivated, they have limited potential. Since you have entered the [Holy Infant] realm, let's go catch the baby dragon."

Qiu Ping felt that the land was a bit too dangerous, and he had offended a lot of aristocratic families recently. Although the strength of these aristocratic families was not taken seriously by him, the Taishi God behind them was still very powerful.

And Qiu Ping felt that he had to find Ao Zhou quickly, he couldn't just waste time in this world.

"it is good."

"Thank you, brother."

Zhang Yun nodded and said seriously.

Although he looked like he was expressing gratitude, his expressionless expression made Qiu Ping feel panicked.

"I think, now that you have grown up, it is inappropriate for me to call you little brother. From now on, I will call you Zhang Yun."

Qiu Ping looked at Zhang Yun's expression, and that strangely familiar feeling made his scalp tingle.

"it is good."

Zhang Yun nodded again.

"Okay, when we also breed real dragons in the future, I will teach you a few dragon formations. I am very familiar with the dragons' non-phase formation and the ten thousand dragons' return formation."

Qiu Ping laughed dryly and quickly changed the topic.

……

"It turns out that Donghai looked like this in the past. It seemed a bit shabby."

Qiu Ping led Zhang Yun for a stroll on the bottom of the sea.

One is a fish in itself, and the other is a ghost body. Although the water is deep and the waves are rough, the two of them can travel unimpeded.

Compared with the magnificence of the East China Sea in later generations, the East China Sea at this time was surprisingly cold. There were even traces of potholes everywhere on the ground, as if many fights had broken out.

"I feel the aura of a real dragon around here. Let's enter the village quietly. No one wants to shoot."

Qiu Ping led the way. He carefully pushed aside a pile of seaweed and used his spatial powers to cross a coral reef.

He made a shushing gesture, then kicked a large rock away.

Under the stone, there was indeed a young dragon that was no more than a hundred feet long.

The dragon was obviously frightened, its body was shaking violently, and its two claws were clutching its head.

"No... don't kill me, I... I'm only eight years old this year. I have no father or mother. It's hard to grow up like this."

The dragon howled loudly.

Little Loach felt that this line seemed a bit familiar.

"Shut up, if you cry again, we will stew you!"

Qiu Ping said fiercely.

The young dragon immediately did not dare to cry anymore.

"Now that you have been recruited by us, you have a job that includes food and accommodation. Please sign the contract."

Qiu Ping bared his teeth and looked fierce, then winked at Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun nodded, unfolded the scroll, and asked the young dragon to stretch out his claws and stamp a mark on it.

If a demon voluntarily surrenders, there is no need to go through the tedious refining steps, as long as a trace of breath is left.

The young dragon was originally trembling with fear, but after seeing the appearance of the two of them clearly, a look of suspicion first appeared on his face, and then his expression changed.

Okay, it turns out it's not the evil dragon chasing us, but two country bumpkins who came out of nowhere.

What kind of stuff do you think you are, and how dare you bully you, Uncle Long?

Look at the stupid look on this black-faced boy's face and his disgusting fleshy beard. Only our dragon clan is qualified to grow such a beard.

"Be bold!"

He immediately stretched out his paw and was about to scold him.

But the next moment, a slap hit him on the head. Just as he was about to curse again, another slap came down.

As soon as he moved, the slap came down.

After several rounds, the young dragon was almost stunned.

"Yes, signed."

Qiu Ping moved the scroll forward, and the young dragon pressed his handprints tremblingly, holding his head full of knots.

After breathing, the young dragon turned into a ray of light and entered the six-day world.

But after a while, Zhang Yun summoned him again.

"what happened?"

Qiu Ping asked strangely.

"This dragon has lingering thoughts and has been resisting the six-day world."

"What? If you still dare to resist, then it must be that the blow was not hard enough."

Qiu Ping picked up his palm and was about to take action.

The young dragon stood there with a blank look on his face, looking at the ferocious black-faced boy in front of him, he felt that the world was about to collapse.

For an eight-year-old child, those big fights are so hurtful.

"Brother, let's ask clearly before talking. Something seems to have happened in Donghai."

Fortunately, Zhang Yun stopped Qiu Ping.

"Well, starting now, I'll ask you questions."

"What's your name?"

Qiu Ping didn't really want to fight the dragon, he was just trying to scare the boy.

"My name is Ao Tian."

The young dragon trembled and said. "This is a bad name. The word "天" is too big and you can't hold it down. I think your head is quite big. From now on, you can call it Ao Tou."

Qiu Ping patted the baby dragon's head and immediately changed its name.

The young dragon was so angry that he was shaking all over, "Don't bully me because I don't understand, Ao Tou, Ao Tou, Ao is a turtle, you are so connected together, this is an insult to me."

"Okay, tell me now, why are you hiding here?"

Qiu Ping's eyes became slightly sharp, and the young dragon Aotou lowered his head, not daring to blow his hair.

"The Dragon King got mad and was practicing an evil skill with the help of the life of the young dragon. My parents and other dragons were dissatisfied with his evil behavior, so they joined forces to resist and were killed by him."

"Now there are all his minions outside. I dare not go out. I will definitely be caught if I go out."

Ao Tou couldn't help crying again when he thought about his sadness.

Although Qiu Ping felt that the young dragon's head was not working well, he sympathized with its plight.

"I didn't expect that the Dragon Clan would have such a history. Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"But you don't have to be afraid. If you follow us, I will protect your safety."

Qiu Ping sighed, it's not easy for this child.

"After the Dragon King practiced evil skills, his strength increased greatly. Even the elders of the Dragon Clan are no match for him together."

Ao Tou muttered something softly.

It was obvious that he still didn't quite believe in Qiu Ping's strength.

The elders of the Dragon Clan are all at the level of Celestial Immortals, and the Dragon Clan itself is very powerful in combat. Unless they are the top figures among the Celestial Clan, they can never be considered as opponents of the Dragon Clan of the same level.

"Hey, if your Dragon King is in front of me, I'll beat him until his head is full of bruises."

Qiu Ping smiled and didn't care at all.

He had also heard Xie Wujia talk about the history of the Dragon Clan before. In fact, the strength of the Dragon Kings in the past dynasties was basically around the peak of the Celestial Immortal. With the help of the Dragon Clan's formation or the Dragon King's Seal, he might be able to explode the strength of the Golden Immortal.

But this external force cannot last.

Existences like the Dragon King of the previous generation who could step into the half-step of Golden Immortality are very rare.

It is estimated that it was this Dragon King who was so powerful that he successfully usurped the throne and replaced the previous Dragon King as a side branch.

It was just a cycle of cause and effect, and his throne was eventually snatched away by Qiu Ping.

Ao Tou rolled his eyes slightly, obviously not believing Qiu Ping's lies.

Just when Qiu Ping was about to brag about himself, the ocean currents in the distance suddenly stirred up, and there seemed to be some powerful beings fighting each other.

"They must be the real dragons who resisted the Dragon King."

"The Dragon King acted rebelliously, and almost all the dragon clans united in anger to overthrow his rule."

Ao Tou's face was a little pale. This situation reminded him of his parents, who were killed while resisting the Dragon Clan.

Qiu Ping's expression also became slightly solemn.

Because he noticed a familiar aura in that burst of power.

Ao Zhou!

Why is Ao Zhou here?

That's really... great!

It can only be said that after stepping through the iron shoes, I still hope to go back with the help of the boat of time.

"Let's go and see the excitement."

Qiu Ping didn't wait for Ao Tou and Zhang Yun to speak, so he grabbed the claws of one person and one dragon. The space around them rotated smoothly, and in a blink of an eye, they appeared not far from the battlefield.

When he arrived at the scene, Little Loach discovered that the scale of the battle was far larger than he had imagined.

To be precise, this can no longer be called a battle, but a war.

Although the main force in the battle is the true dragon, they each have countless subsidiary races under their command.

The number of these races is thousands of times that of the dragon race. Although their individual strength is inferior, they unite to form a battle formation and fight fiercely underwater. The blood makes this sea area almost become a sea of ​​blood.

In the camp on one side, the leader is a giant dragon nearly 100,000 feet tall.

Its scales are fairy green-gray, like the color of jade, its eyes are orange, and its body is full of mottled and traces of vicissitudes of life. The dragon horns on his head are intertwined and curled up like a crown, looking extremely noble.

This turned out to be an ancient dragon!

After the dragons reach adulthood and break through a layer of imprisonment, they will become old dragons, and then ancient dragons or even blue dragons.

This is a physical breakthrough and has nothing to do with mana.

But the combat power of an ancient dragon is far more terrifying than that of ordinary immortals.

It was on this ancient dragon that Qiu Ping felt the aura of Ao Zhou... to be precise, the aura of the Boat of Time.

The dragon's eyes were indifferent, as if all living beings in the world were like ants.

Under his command, a large number of shrimp soldiers and crabs will emerge and fight forward crazily.

Among the team, there is a red-shelled crab, whose body is full of energy. Although it is only in the realm of the Holy Fetus, its eyes are sharp and its weapon is majestic.

When he strikes, his claws stretch out like lightning, capable of bursting out with tyrannical power and blasting his opponents to death.

And there are many crabs like him.

This is the elite of the Dragon King's Guards Battalion, the Samsara Crab.

On the other side, the team is much more chaotic.

Although there were more real dragons, about twenty, and nearly a hundred vassal races, they did not form a complete formation. Once charged by those red-shell crabs, the team tended to collapse.

"You rebellious officials and traitors, why don't you surrender quickly!"

A red-shell crab, holding a flag high in its hand, roared and roared while charging.

Perhaps sensing the defeat of their troops, the more than twenty true dragons could no longer hold back. They flew into the air, circling and entwining with each other, forming a tight formation.

Qiu Ping looked familiar. Isn't that the Dragon Phaseless Formation that Sanhai used to deal with him?

It can transform into thousands of true and false dragons, stir up the ocean currents and break the earth's veins.

I never thought that after so many years, the Dragon Clan would still be using the same old gadgets.

Seeing these dragons joining forces to attack, the Dragon King, who had always remained unmoved, suddenly took action.

His right paw suddenly grabbed forward, and the water flow within a radius of dozens of miles stirred up. Everyone felt an attractive force and was pulled by the water flow.

This was pure physical strength. The Dragon King made everyone feel the pressure without using any magic power.

The dragons were awestruck, but at this moment, they had no choice.

Fierce roars erupted from the mouths of the real dragons. Even if they died here today, they would bite off a piece of flesh from this rebellious dragon sinner.

Countless shadows of real dragons appeared, baring their teeth and claws to attack the Dragon King.

The huge waves churning around collided violently with the current. The terrifying whirlpool generated by the turbulence between the two sides involved countless shrimps, soldiers and crabs, and they were soon strangled to pieces.

Regardless of whether you are a holy fetus or a Yuanshen, no race can bear the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

Qiu Ping watched intently from the side. This ancient dragon was stronger than Ao Zhou when he fought against him, but he didn't know if he could use the power of time, otherwise it would be difficult.

And Ao Zhou, I don’t know where he is hiding now.

"Who?"

Just as Qiu Ping was thinking about it, the ancient dragon suddenly seemed to feel something. While fighting with the dragons, he still had the energy to look towards Qiu Ping.

Suddenly, he stretched out his claws and grabbed Qiu Ping's position.

(End of this chapter)