The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 360 Demonic Dragon?Yinglong!
"That's right, it's this magic dragon...ah!"

The accident happened suddenly. Even though Cang Xu's power was so great in ancient and modern times, he couldn't react for a moment. He was caught by the dragon's claws. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't free himself. The muscles and bones in his body seemed to be shattered.

Who would have thought that this stone palace is the most dangerous place.

Different from the previous evil beast that only knew how to fight, when the vertical pupils behind the door opened for a moment, Chen Zhuo actually caught a glimpse of some humor in them.

As the stone door opened wide, the demon dragon in this hall showed its true appearance.

Zhu Faqing lost his voice and said: "Dragon?"

Compared with the previous one, this one is slightly smaller, but for some reason, it gives people an unusual sense of depression, as if the air is solidifying and turning into an iceberg that will never melt.

The demonic dragon in front of me is about six feet long, with four claws and green scales. The higher you go up, the green scales have turned from dark green to light green, and the scales are faintly glowing with golden light. On the huge dragon head, there are two like antelopes. The head-like inverse horns are rooted in the flesh and blood, and there are thick green hair on the neck that floats in the air. The mouth is covered with short beards like steel needles, and there are two long fleshy beards on the face twisting in the air.

This is nothing but those legendary dragons.

The only difference is that this dragon also has wings.

The dragon's head twisted, and the beast's eyes were as big as lanterns. The pale golden vertical pupils actually revealed a bit of scrutiny. Two balls of water vapor overflowed from the flat nostrils, rubbing Cang Cu wantonly.

Murong Chui held the black gun in his hand, his face was gloomy, he was surprised and surprised, and he said in a condensed voice: "Is it possible that this demon dragon has become a psychic?"

No matter how Cang Chu struggled in the dragon's claws, few of them dared to act rashly.

Ni Huihui was tense and said hoarsely: "The Temple of War has existed since ancient times. Since this demon dragon has been guarding here, it must have lived for an unknown number of years. It is not impossible that it has gained spiritual intelligence."

Zhu Faqing was twisting the beads in his hand anxiously, and his eyes flickered: "Hey, even if you have spiritual intelligence, you are still a beast in the end. I don't believe it can..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Gein's demonic dragon slowly turned its eyes, its vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and was looking down at him.

"Ants!"

An idea suddenly came to several people's minds.

The voice was low and cold, neither light nor heavy, but it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, leaving several people stunned in place, as if they realized they had heard wrongly.

"Unexpectedly... unexpectedly..." Zhu Faqing's movement of pinching the beads slowed down, and the beads fell from his hand one by one. "Have you mastered the spiritual method?"

His face changed in shock at first, from green to red, then from red to white, and then turned livid and ugly. He glared at Cang Quan hatefully, as if asking the other party to hide something.

Sweat was clearly visible on Murong Chui's forehead.

Ni Huihui frowned, and his cheeks turned white.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, there are not many people who can achieve this kind of state, not to mention that the other party is an inhuman existence, which is really unbelievable to the extreme.

Chen Zhuo's eyes showed a strange look: "You can actually understand human speech? What an unexpected surprise."

He walked around and looked at the dragon carefully.

It is indeed different from the previous one, not just in appearance, but a difference stemming from bloodline.

At this moment, Cang Xu's face turned red and blue, but she didn't say much and suddenly pressed the dragon's claws with her hands.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, his old, thin and hunched body suddenly swelled up. He stretched out his hands and actually opened the dragon's claws.

Seeing the opportunity, Cang Quan retreated quickly and dodged a few feet away. Her whole appearance had changed drastically, her muscles and bones were ringing together, and the energy that had been accumulated for many years in her body also exploded at this moment. The demonic energy was blazing like a flame, almost covering it. Only a pair of gloomy eyes were left that appeared and disappeared.

"When did you gain spiritual intelligence?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions. It turned out that even Cang Cu herself was not aware of it.

"It's been so long that I don't remember. It was probably before I entered this stone palace." The demonic dragon did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but the sense of oppression in his body continued to rise, and the ground fire on all sides gradually turned into wisps of essence. The pure fire energy dyed the void with radiance, "I remember that you were very young when you first came here. You found the records about the War Temple from the tomb of a civil engineering master. Since then, you have exhausted all your efforts and visited the temple nine times. Enough here."

At this moment, even Cang Qi herself felt like her scalp was numb.

This demonic dragon has actually gained spiritual wisdom long ago, but has always kept it hidden.

"What? Are you surprised?" The demonic dragon closed his mouth tightly, and the teasing color in his eyes became more intense, like a cat playing with a mouse. His strange thoughts turned into sentences and fell in everyone's ears, "Haha, in your eyes, I You are no different from wild beasts, but in my eyes you are just a few bigger bedbugs... If I hadn't been boring here and longing for someone to make some noise, do you really think you could get out alive?"

Cang Xu's expression changed again, her eyes narrowed slightly: "This is impossible."

The demon dragon looked at Murong Chui and the others carefully, and opened his mouth as if he was sneering: "Haha, why have you people remained the same after thousands of years, self-righteous and arrogant, always thinking that you are the ones like this? The master of the world? In these long years, there have been many people like you. They all learned of the existence of the War Temple by chance, and then found it here again and again like you."

Through the silhouette of the demonic dragon, one can see that there are countless skeletons piled up in the stone palace behind it.

Although Murong Chui was shocked by such an incredible existence, he still refused to be outdone and said in a cold voice: "After all, it is still difficult to escape from this underground world. It is like a prison. It feels uncomfortable."

Cold, cruel, and full of murderous intent, the monstrous murderous intention finally tore off the disguise after Murong Chui's words and broke out completely without concealment.

The ancient demonic dragon's head was ferocious, its pale golden vertical pupils quickly turned green, its green hair was trembling wildly, and its low-lying head suddenly rose up, overlooking several people from a high position.

"The cage? You are right, this is the cage, hehehe, but you think you can make an exception... Cang Cang, you should have gone to the so-called Cave Heaven Paradise. How is the scenery inside? Someone specially came here to The prison created for you is specially designed to imprison you, the broken and empty people.”

Cang Chu's expression changed completely. Her breath sank, and she narrowed her eyes and shouted, "Who are you? How do you know so many secrets?"

The demon dragon's long beard and green hair were flying and stirring, the dragon's head was circling, and as it flapped its wings, the underground world suddenly saw lava bursting and seas of fire churning.

"The answer is simple, because I am also one of the witnesses...A long time ago, I had my own name, and the world called me Yinglong!"

"Yinglong?"

"Wow!"

Big eyes stared at small eyes, Cang Qi's eyelids twitched, her heart was filled with turmoil, and she took a breath.

Zhu Faqing's eyes widened sharply, his cheeks trembled, and he blurted out: "You said you are Yinglong? How is this possible? Are there really dragons in this world?"

Chen Zhuo stood aside. For some reason, he always felt that this amazing dragon was looking at him in a very subtle way, not only him, but also Murong Chui.It seems that he has a great interest in the two of them, but this interest is not good-natured, but murderous.

Facing this terrifying existence that claimed to be Ying Long, everyone present could hardly remain calm and indifferent.

Murong Chui also secretly changed his position, as if he was worried about something.

The fierce and terrifying energy of the demon dragon is getting stronger and stronger, and it rises higher and higher: "How is this impossible? How can the world know and understand the infinite mysteries of this heaven and earth in a lifetime of only a hundred years. The heaven and earth you see, It's just a sporadic point in the starry sky and universe. How high is the sky? How thick is the earth? The geometry of the stars? The size of the sun and the moon?"

This demonic dragon not only has spiritual wisdom and can sense its spiritual thoughts, but its cognition is also so extraordinary and far beyond the world.

"Haha, if I said that there had been a Dharma-ending catastrophe in ancient times, I'm afraid you wouldn't believe it."

Chen Zhuo raised his eyelids slightly and said softly: "You mean, the Battle of Zhuolu between Huang Di and Chi You?"

The demon dragon stared at him closely and was silent for a long time. Then he saw wisps of fire gathering around his body, like thousands of strands, turning into small characters in the void.

"Not just that one time, since ancient times, there have been merchants and Zhou wars. Since then, all the beings with miraculous powers in the world have been wiped out. If not, who would it be for you people to multiply and occupy this world? ; In order for the world to gain a firm foothold, someone almost single-handedly slaughtered all the extraordinary aliens, how cruel it is."

Chen Zhuo looked at the handwriting passing before his eyes, squinted his eyes and smiled disapprovingly: "Cruel? Who is not? Everything in this world is not about the survival of the fittest, the survival of the fittest. A person's strength or weakness may lead to victory or defeat, or he may be able to tolerate retreat. But how can the life and death of a race be determined by good, evil and cruelty? The winner lives and the loser dies!"

He glanced at the countless bones in the stone palace. If the world was really filled with powerful beings like this Yinglong in ancient times, the situation of the world would definitely not be much better.

The demon dragon had squeezed out of the stone palace at this time, and thoughts drifted through it, "Yes, so I have always wanted to find an opportunity to return to the land to avenge this great vengeance that has been locked for thousands of years. Unfortunately, there is a strange power hidden in this stone palace. I can't leave."

Cang Xu said expressionlessly: "So, why are you talking so much?"

At this time, the demonic energy outside his body has dissipated, and his body shape has changed greatly. He has transformed into a young man with a tall and thin figure, eyebrows like swallow wings, eyes like cold stars, and a silver streak between his eyebrows. The intertwined marks, the ink hair on his head turned white in an instant, and the devilish energy surged into the sky.

The demon dragon's eyes turned and suddenly settled on Murong Chui: "If it were in the past, maybe I would let you go today. For me, your life and death are just a matter of seconds, but I'm afraid it won't work this time. …There are unusual ones among the people you brought.”

Murong Chui suddenly felt a chill in his body. He swung the black spear in his hand and quickly blocked the dragon claw in front of him in mid-air.

"Ow!"

Yinglong stretched out his claws, opened his mouth wide, and let out a loud dragon roar.

But when he saw the black gun in Murong Chui's hand instantly curved in an astonishing arc, it exploded inch by inch.

Murong Chui staggered back a few steps, but casually dusted the front of his clothes, with a smile on his cold lips.

But at this point, no matter what Murong Chui's identity is, it is impossible for everyone to regard him as an enemy, at least not at this time.

Cang Cu's expression was cold, as if he was indifferent. He came here only for the "War God's Catalog". As for the other people, he never cared about it, simply because he never thought of leaving these people behind after everything was done.

Chen Zhuo watched with great interest. He noticed something in his mind and said with his hands: "So that's it. The body is dead but the soul is not destroyed. Are you going to re-enter this life? It seems that you were once considered famous in the world." How do you call the person with the last name? Tell me your name!"

Murong Chui glanced at him: "We are only half as good as each other."

But there is something in the words.

Chen Zhuo smiled and nodded: "So, you must be a person from the earthly world. Could it be that you escaped from the blessed land of Laoshizi Cave? It is said that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. It is indeed true. Even after ascension, it is still the case. .”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Cang Quan and sneered: "You are probably like him, the first ancestor of the Demon Sect, the number one in the world hundreds of years ago, but you want to get the 'Illustrated Book of the God of War' so much, well, could it be that I have been wronged inside and want to take revenge? It really disappoints me."

After Chen Zhuo said these few words, everyone in the group was shocked.

Cang Chu's face turned green and white, and her eyes were gloomy and fierce, as if she was making a decision.

Murong Chui's eyes also darkened, as if Chen Zhuo had really revealed the origin.

As for Zhu Faqing and Ni Huihui, they looked at each other with shock and horror.

At the moment, the few people present are hiding their secrets. It seems that except for the two of them, the rest are either the most domineering people in the world, or the existence of Shattered Void, and the most incredible thing is that there is a dragon.

Ni Huihui couldn't help but persuade him: "Everyone, now that we have a powerful enemy in front of us, it would be better for us not to engage in internal strife."

Ying Long was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked at the tit-for-tat people, as if they were watching a good show. The scene was very strange.

Murong Chui said quietly: "Without him, we can still get a glimpse of the God of War catalogue!"

Cang Chu kept staring at Ying Long and said, "Yes!"

The implication is to kill Chen Zhuo first.

Chen Zhuo said softly and disapprovingly: "Well, it seems that my temperament is really not suitable for pretending and being secretive. Cang Can, I think you are considered a giant of the demon sect. I can give you two choices for the time being. Kneel down. Or, die."

He looked at Murong Chui and added: "As for you, no matter what kind of person you were in your previous life, since you have joined the Hu tribe in this life, you cannot escape death."

"Hahahaha, who do you think you are? Are you crazy?"

Now that his face has been torn, Cang Xu's unpredictable aura has gradually changed, his behavior has become weird and weird, the smile on his face has become more and more terrifying, and his eyes are full of madness, just like a fool. A jumping madman.

Murong Chui said coldly: "Arrogant, even so, I will give you two choices. Be at my feet, otherwise..."

Just as he was about to speak out, a light and cold voice floated over from the other side of the sea of ​​fire, where everyone had just arrived.

"Otherwise...what about?"

"boom!"

The words floated out, as if there was an invisible magic power, and the sea of ​​​​fire that was originally churning and splashing fell silent for an instant.

Cang Xu turned around and looked around, but saw a figure in a black cloak standing vaguely at the end of the fire. The energy around his body was obscure, like a mirror, a flower in the water, and it was difficult to distinguish reality from reality.

But his pupils suddenly trembled immediately, and his face changed color.

But he saw that the man only took one step forward lightly. After rising and falling, he actually stepped across the sea of ​​fire and landed on the stone hall, standing side by side with Chen Zhuo.

"Today, there is only one winner here."

(End of this chapter)