Man Huang Feng Bao

Hey! The harsh sound of the piercing sound, Ye Chuan took the little dragon back two steps, drumming the newly condensed Dragon Slayer to sacrifice the sharp Dragon Sword, his face tight, staring at the body of the dragon.

The skull is broken by the flying sword, and it can still not die. Is it really an undead dragon?

Ye Chuan is tense, and now the ancient ban has collapsed. If this long kilometer long dragon is really resurrected, I am afraid that it is too late to run!

"Master, it is me, Master..."

Xiaolong opened his eyes and looked at Ye Chuan with a hard look. If the air was a hairspring, it was really resurrected, but the look was completely different from before. There was no fierceness and embarrassment. I couldn’t feel any murderousness, but it gave me a feeling of graciousness.

"Heavenly brother, is you?" Ye Chuan was unbelievable, but soon he understood what was going on and reacted.

This is not a rebirth, but a win!

The body of Nantiandu is gone, but because of the inheritance of the Taoist gods who have inherited the great sacredness of the heavens, they have been fighting against the devour of the dragon and the monk. After Xiaolong was killed by the Dragon Sword, he gave the Nantian a golden opportunity, and in turn won the body of the dragon! It is unbelievable to say, but as a former sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

"It's me, Master, it's me!" Xiaolong's mouth moved again, his voice was weak, but it was certain that Nantian was undoubted.

This time, I can survive. On the one hand, it is with the help of Ye Chuan to kill the terrible dragon. On the other hand, it is not his own gas. The gas is not exhausted, and it can still be brought back to life in the grave.

"Okay, great!"

Ye Chuan excited, strode up and prepared to help the newborn Nantian bandage the wound, suddenly flashing in front of the eyes, was blocked by a figure.

Shenlong did not see the beginning and the end. He had been unwilling to step on the Longmeng’s Qingdai people’s seven elders. Suddenly he came to the underground palace to stop Ye Chuan from going forward. His eyes were like a dragon staring at the dead dragon. He said, “Young man, stop, don’t touch him. !"

"Master..., Master..."

The newborn Nantiandu looked up at the seven elders of the Qingpao who suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. Their eyes were a bit stunned, but the subconsciously called out the word of the teacher.

Ye Chuan’s heart is a meal, what is going on here, how can Nantian be called Qingpao Master?

This is not a win!

Could it be that this dragon is pretending to be dead, pretending to be conquered by Nantian and trying to escape himself?

Ye Chuan moved the murderous machine and drummed the dragons in the body, and once again prepared to sacrifice the dragon sword. If it is really a trick of the dragon, braving the danger of the seven elders of the robes of the robes, give this dragon a sword and send him on the road!

"Master? Do you remember that I am a teacher? Good, good, good..."

The seven elders of Qingpao were also a little excited. They suddenly turned and said to Ye Chuan: "Young people, don't be nervous, the real dragon is dying."

"That this..." Ye Chuan was puzzled.

"This is not a win, it is a fusion."

The seven elders of the Qing robes paused and said: "The gangster Meng Ao died under your hand. This is his own sin deserved, but under the sin of the sin, the soul and the misty disciple who was swallowed by him were merged. Now, he is both my apprentice Meng Ao and your younger brother Nan Tiandu. The fusion of souls is very mysterious and dangerous. Two very different pieces of memory collide together, enough for the average person to lose self-spirit, before the soul is completely integrated. Don't touch him. Young people, give it to me here."

The seven elders of Qingpao simply explained a few words, and their expressions were a little excited. The sadness of the past in the eyes was replaced by a look of anticipation.

In front of this, the dragon lying on the ground with great anger and sorrow is not only a new birth in Nantian, but also a new birth of Menglong.

To the original disciple Meng Ao, the Qing dynasty seven elders were extremely disappointed, and this gave the Dragon Sword to the dragon, and killed the gangster by Ye Chuan’s hand. After resurrection and reunion with the spirit of Nantiandu, Meng Ao will lose a lot of memories, and it may also return to its original nature. This is what the seven elders of Qingpao expect.

"Child, sleep, take a good sleep, wake up, everything is fine, sleep."

The seven elders of the Qing robes suddenly sacrificed a jade ruler and made a slap in the face. The dragon squatting on the ground fell asleep. "Children, for many years, the master is wrong. Life is short and can live forever." There are a few who can't die. The ancient sacred sacred sacred sacs will also fall down. The immortals will be annihilated in time. The cultivation is far from being the whole of life. This time, the master will not force you to practice madly. Let you go on the wrong path."

The Qingpao muttered to himself, watching the sleeping dragon on the ground as if he were taking care of his own children. The words were like talking to the dragon on the ground, and it was like saying to the side. Ye Chuan listens. Suddenly, I briefly explained a few words. "A long time ago, Meng Ao was a very obedient and very sensible child. I worked hard under my strict supervision. I hope that I will embark on the peak of cultivation one day. When he was young, once I went to a girl in order to avoid disturbing his retreat. I opened them both. Since then, Meng Ao often said nothing about cultivation, I don’t pay attention, I practiced. A magical body and a dragon merge, half demon and half demon, go further and further on the evil path of cultivation. Speaking, all blame me, it is not good for me!"

As he spoke, the Qingpao looked awkward. The reason why the disciple Meng Ao embarked on the evil path, in the final analysis, is that he did not do well in this master's respect. It is precisely because of this that he has been reluctant to set foot on this abyss after he has sealed the arrogant Meng Ao under the dragon.

"According to the destiny, seven elders, disciples can ask you a question? What kind of person are you, and what is the relationship with my cloud sect?" Ye Chuan asked, more and more curious about the identity of the Qingpao.

When he and the Ghost Hand King created the Yunwu Zong, there was an abyss here, but there was no saying about Long Yuan. However, according to the current rumors of the Yunzi sects, the dragons and dragons have been in existence for a long time, and the Qingpao men and women must have experienced many years here.

"A long time ago, this was a world of saints. The whole wild world was under the control of a master of the heavens." Later, the heavens were lost and disappeared, and the whole world ushered in unprecedented chaos. And the turmoil, the heavenly saints fight, the hundreds of people on the ground smash the blood into the river, the world is cracked, and there are many times of time and space cracks appearing in the world of many world masters, followed by more cruel battles and strangles, almost all the saints in the wild world Fallen..."

The seven elders of Qingpao had a low tone and looked at Ye Chuan intentionally or unintentionally. They slowly said: "I was free in the mountains, I don't know the wonderful and cruel world outside the mountain. Later, I met a woman in the mountains. My peerless practice and took me to the world outside the world. After many years, I returned to the wild world, keeping my promise to the woman to help her guard the world and wait for someone to appear."

"Seven elders, who is that woman? Also, who are you waiting for?" Ye Chuan asked, the heart accelerated and nervous, and there was a figure in the mind, after the blue demon, Fox Wang Lina, or...

"I don't know, I have been in the world for a long time, and then I found that there are still many things that I don't know. Even some people say that this is just a small world. The world outside the world is a real wild world. I don't know if it is true or not. "The Qingpao people answered.

"Then how do you know, who is the one you have to wait for?" Ye Chuan asked again.

"I don't know, it will happen naturally."

The Qingpao man held a scorpion with a jade ruler, sealed the underground palace, turned and left, and the voice came from far away. "Young people, let's go, don't bother to disturb the dragon's dormancy. I will wake up. If there is anything in the future, you can find me on the edge of the dragon and shake the wind chime that is given to you. Remember, my name is Meng Qi, and I can call me Meng Lao or the Seven Elders."

The Qingpao people seem to have some unwillingness to say more, leaving a sentence to leave.