Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

The blood of the real dragon was almost extinct in the seas and mountains a long time ago.

Even the bloodline of the second-class Nine Sons of the Dragon appears less and less in the seas and mountains as time goes by.

It is already a rare adventure in this era that Gu Han can obtain the inheritance of the magical powers of the nine sons of the dragon.

Jiao is the few remaining descendants of the dragon race in this era of the seas and mountains, and the white Jiao with such crystal clear jade scales is a rare species among rare species. Want to catch hands.

According to legend, after a thousand years, Jiao has a chance to transform into a dragon.

When the white flood dragon covered with crystal clear scales was flying above the waves, many people believed that this was definitely not a groundless legend.

The beautiful figure and crisp dragon cry all showed that this white flood dragon with a body length of tens of meters had very pure dragon blood.

In this era when true dragons are extinct, this white flood dragon can even be directly regarded as a true descendant of the dragon clan.

The power of a real dragon is a powerful existence that can call wind and rain, and it is by no means an opponent that Ji Kang can match now.

Judging from the vertical white horns, this white dragon has only one last step left, as long as it grows four more claws, it can truly shed its body and become a white dragon.

In the blue sky, the descendant of Guixu who sat casually on the white flood dragon was as handsome and unrestrained as the fairy who came riding a dragon in the mountain legend.

At this time, people finally remembered the special status of Guixu in the seas and mountains.

This is the oldest holy place in the seas and mountains. Long before the great prosperity of the human race, Guixu was already the habitat of countless ancient races.

This white flood dragon is the best proof.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the dragon's cry, streams of transparent ice shards fell from the air, freezing Ji Kang's sword and bamboo dharma body, and sealing the veins of the supernatural seven-stringed sword.

The extremely cold breath of ice shards easily shattered all Ji Kang's hopes of winning.

Unlike the killer whale that has power but doesn't know how to use it, this white flood is obviously intelligent, and its agile eyes are the best proof.

Ji Kang even saw the softness that flashed away from the pair of long eyes that were as clear as water.

In the next instant, Ji Kang, the head of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, became an ice sculpture, standing on the beach with his sword drawn.

The sea was completely silent, only the white dragon was flying in the sky.

The outcome has been divided.

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More than a dozen veteran magicians of the Shenyi rank looked at the scene in the water curtain with different expressions.

There was such a strong matchup in the opening game and the second game alone, which far exceeded their expectations.

"It seems that we have underestimated the trump card of the Four Great Academies and the Holy Land this time." Xuangui Zhenren, the dean of Xuanwu Academy, stroked his beard, and couldn't stop smiling.

"I'm old, I'm really old." This is not the sigh of one person, but the sigh of almost all the magicians of the Divine Will rank here.

For them who are getting old, these young people are like the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, but they are already at the end of the sunset.

Even if there are hundreds of years left, they have already lost any further hope.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Experts watch the doorway, while laymen watch the excitement. Although it is not as vigorous as Mei Xue and Zhu Xuan's first stop, the appearance of Baijiao has caused countless people to go crazy.

For this era when the blood of the real dragon is close to extinction, the appearance of this white flood dragon has fulfilled the dreams of countless people.

Right now, immediately, someone is preparing to make this doll of the white flood dragon. The elegant posture that stretches across the sky is definitely countless times cheaper than that clumsy green-skinned hippopotamus.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Mei Xue snapped her fingers and shattered the ice that wrapped Ji Kang's body.

"It's so cold... I thought I was going to die..." Although he lost, Ji Kang, who was convinced by the defeat, was trembling all over, but laughed.

In this battle, he has no regrets, he has indeed used all his skills, it is purely inferior to others.

The successor from Guixu really lived up to his name. It seems that it is still unknown who will win the battle of the Four Elephants in the end.

Being able to participate in such a battle of the four elephants, and to be on the stage of the final sixty-four, he, the leader of the seven sages of the bamboo forest, has come to a perfect end.

"It's really all right, that white jiao is not simple." Mei Xue felt Ji Kang's pulse, he had suffered a lot from that white jiao back then.

In the era of the king of the seas, the white flood dragon was one of the few creatures that survived the battle with his fog fleet, possessing all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

Being able to survive the attack of the legendary fleet was something that even the leader of the pirate group of the Shenyi rank failed to do, which is enough to prove the supernatural power of this white flood dragon.

Being able to force this white flood dragon out is actually tantamount to letting that mysterious descendant of Guixu show a trump card.

If this white flood dragon appeared in Yixiantian Canyon, Mei Xue felt that it might not even take a minute, and the remaining people in the entire canyon could directly fight the top sixteen.

The bloodline supernatural powers of the Dragon Clan are no joke. Compared to the obviously clumsy green hippopotamus, this white flood dragon is many times stronger.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!" The children who couldn't tell the difference between a dragon and a dragon, including some mortals with little experience, shouted, their eyes were completely attracted by the beautiful white dragon.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!"

"So white, so white, so white!"

Although I know that this is not a real dragon, all the daughters of the fairy family are also fascinated.

The crystal clear scales, streamlined body, and a demeanor that is only a thin line away from a real dragon are simply the most perfect pets in the hearts of the daughters of the fairy family.

Well, let us forgive these young ladies who wish to have a dragon as a pet.

Sitting on top of the white flood dragon, the descendants from Guixu looked around casually, as if they didn't take the incomparably noble white flood dragon beneath them seriously.

Bai Jiao, who was in charge of being the mount, didn't show any dissatisfaction, his clear eyes were full of joy, as if it was a great honor to be used as a mount by the successor of Guixu.

In the sky, the huge four-element roulette wheel began to rotate again, and the two warring parties of the third battle began to emerge.

"It's our Qinglong Academy again?" Even Mei Xue felt that something was wrong this time. The same academy fought three times in a row, which was almost unprecedented in the previous four-elephant battles.

Dao Wuyuan with a cold and proud face walked out of the team of Qinglong Academy. At the other corner of the loneliest square, another colder and more handsome red figure walked out at the same time.

The roulette stopped spinning, and two somewhat similar figures appeared in the reflection of the water curtain.

Qinglong Academy, a generation of legends - Dao Wuyuan.

White Tiger Academy, the god of killing from the western battlefield - Red Wolf.