Dragon-Marked War God

The dragon's horn radiated golden light, and the incomparably powerful power was about to pass through the short body of the nightmare, and Long Yang could already see the fear and panic in the eyes of the nightmare.

"I'm so scared."

The nightmare was still talking to himself, and the next second, the panic expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of ridicule and a wicked smile.

"Unfortunately, I lied to you."

The next second, the Nightmare Demon stretched out his right hand, revealing the weird and terrifying eyes on the back of his hand, and suddenly, a psychedelic light lit up and shot straight into Long Yang's eyes.

As if struck by lightning, Long Yang froze on the spot, and then fell straight from the air.

His eyes were closed, as if in a dream.

"Just let me see how interesting your dreams are."

He looked at Long Yang who fell to the ground, a terrifying smile appeared on his face, his consciousness turned into a plume of black smoke and entered Long Yang's dream.

From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to escape from his dreams. Even Nie Feng was trapped in his dream after being hit by his dream-entering technique, leaving only a remnant of his soul left outside his body. escape.

Being caught in this dream technique is equivalent to being sentenced to death, and he has never missed.

"Just let you sleep forever in this warm dream..."

At this moment, Long Yang woke up from a soft bed. The warm breath in the room made him feel extra comfortable. The sun was shining brightly, and it was as warm as spring.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, everything in the room felt so familiar to him.

"This is... Yaoxian Island?"

Long Yang looked like he had just woken up, squinting at everything in the room.

"Am I fighting something? How could..."

When Long Yang thought about that thing and that battle, there was a sudden pain in his head, and all his memories were sealed.

"I...I have never left the Fairy Island, I am here...very happy..."

A subconscious mind kept reminding him, telling him that everything in front of him was his original life, and he never left.

All his memories after he left the island were sealed.

"Brother Yang, wake up, the sun is about to hit your butt!"

There was a burst of laughter like a silver bell, and a elf-like girl pushed in the door and looked at Long Yang who was at a loss on the bed with a smile.

"Let's go, it's time to practice."

The girl jumped and jumped in front of Long Yang, and the snow-white jade hand gently pushed Long Yang, a smile on the face of Peerless Allure, and bursts of intoxicating fragrance filled the whole room.

Looking closely, the girl has a slender figure, a slender figure, long and slender legs, a slender and straight waist, a slender and white neck like a swan, and her hair is tied high behind a golden strap, which looks refreshing and bright.

"Meng Ji, how are you..."

Long Yang looked at the familiar and unfamiliar girl in front of him, and always felt that something was wrong. When he wanted to think about it, a tingling sensation came, which stopped his thoughts.

The girl looked at Long Yang's slightly wrinkled brows, her eyes filled with distress.

"Brother Yang, are you alright, did I disturb your rest? I'm sorry..."

Meng Ji said aggrieved, the little face of Peerless Allure seemed to be dripping tears.

Long Yang got up, touched Meng Ji's little head, and smiled slightly.

"How could it be, thanks to you for calling me to practice, otherwise I will be reprimanded by the island owner again, and I would like to thank you very much."

Hearing Long Yang's gentle words, Meng Ji suddenly turned from rainy weather to sunny, and an amazing smile bloomed on her little face.

"Then let's go, Brother Yang."

Meng Ji took Long Yang's hand and walked in front of her, dancing like a yellow butterfly.

In the martial arts field, the voices were full of people, and Ji Changkong, the master of the fairy island, stood up in the sky.

He quietly looked at the people who were burying their heads in the martial arts training ground. He was terrifying, his eyes were wise, he could penetrate everything, he raised his hands, and the world trembled and whined for him. His style was unparalleled.

This is the strongest person on this Demon Immortal Island, the supreme leader of the 100,000 Seas: Ji Changkong, the Lord of Demon Immortal Island!

When Ji Changkong saw Long Yang and his precious daughter coming, there was a hint of joy in the corner of his eyes, but then he pretended to be serious:

"Long Yang, Meng Ji, as my children, you two are so lazy, what kind of manners do you have?"

Before Long Yang could speak, Meng Ji rushed forward, grabbed Ji Changkong's sleeve, and shook it gently.

"Father... my daughter is about to break through to the Mahayana period, you see."

After all, Meng Ji's hands condensed aura of spiritual energy, emitting a sacred and dazzling light, which was clearly the concentration of spiritual energy that had reached the peak of Yuanyuan Realm.

When everyone in the martial arts field saw the holy light emanating from Meng Ji, they also stopped their movements and stopped to watch.

Everyone's eyes fell on the tall and slender woman who surrounded the center like a star offering a moon.

Her long goose-yellow dress fluttered in the wind, her slender and beautiful long legs were unforgettable, her figure was almost as tall as the boy next to her, and she had a proud smile on her face.

In particular, her particularly slender neck showed an indescribable grace, which made one guess that her bloodline must be very noble.

The sunshine-black silky hair was bound on his shoulders and slid down his back, lining the sides of his beautiful face.

"Being less than sixteen years old, she has reached such a state. Meng Ji is really the most dazzling flower on this Demon Immortal Island."

"It's really a fairy coming into the world. The only person of the same generation who can compare with her is Ye Haotian, the genius of the Ye family."

"Such a beautiful fairy, I don't know who will end up with her, how lucky the man who married her will be!"

With everyone's generous praise, Meng Ji's little face was full of pride, Ji Changkong's reprimand was so subtly resolved by her, and a smug smile appeared on her little face.

Ji Changkong glanced at the corner of his daughter's slightly raised mouth, how could he not understand her daughter's careful thoughts?

His eyes turned to Long Yang, his eyes were full of concern, he stretched out his hand and took out an elixir with a golden halo, which was not ordinary at first glance.

"Yang'er, this is the fifth-grade Tianchen Pill, which will be of great help to your cultivation. Come and try it."

Long Yang hurriedly knelt down and stretched out his hand to catch the golden elixir. The abundant spiritual energy in it made his body feel extremely comfortable.

"Thank you adoptive father, the child must work hard to cultivate and repay the kindness of adoptive father."

Ye Haotian, Wang Zuo, Zhang Leshan, Qin Yu and others saw this and whispered with jealousy:

"Why does this waste get these five-grade medicinal pills, does he deserve it?"

"Cultivation for so long, it is still in the condensing period, how much elixir this waste eats is a waste!"

"How good is this elixir for Brother Ye, he is the first genius of this Demon Immortal Island, and now he has broken through the human fairyland!"

Ji Changkong glanced coldly at Ye Haotian and his group, then lifted Long Yang with a smile and said:

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy, baby, it doesn't matter if you cultivate. With me here, no one dares to say a word to you!"

Ji Chang's air was released, and a huge coercion enveloped the entire martial arts field. Those who were whispering closed their mouths instantly, and no one dared to meet his edge!

"Don't let us hear any of you talking about Yang'er behind your back, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ji Changkong's cold words reached everyone's ears, and those who were hostile to Long Yang shivered and trembled.

But Long Yang felt warm when he heard it.

"The foster father is really kind to me, I must repay the foster father and cultivate hard!"

Meng Ji also looked at Ye Haotian angrily with white eyes, stretched out her hand to hold Long Yang's arm, and smiled sweetly and said:

"Even if Brother Yang is a mortal without cultivation, he is 10,000 times stronger than you, and I will always accompany Brother Yang!"

Ji Changkong snorted coldly, then turned his head and said to Meng Ji:

"I see that you are about to break through, come with me, I will wish you a breakthrough."

Meng Ji looked at Long Yang reluctantly.

"Brother Yang, I'm going to retreat, remember to miss me..."

Long Yang looked at the peerless face in front of him, and his heart warmed.

It's great to have this family who loves and protects him.

"Well, Meng Ji, I wish you success and advance to the Mahayana period."

At the same time, he silently swore in his heart:

"I will also work hard! I must break through!"

After that, Meng Ji was pulled by Ji Changkong to retreat, while Long Yang practiced silently by himself.

And when Ji Changkong left, no one saw a sneer at the corner of Ye Haotian's mouth.

"Long Yang, wait, Meng Ji is mine, and one day, I will take everything from you and make your life worse than death!"

In a blink of an eye, a month later, Long Yang practiced hard and lived a happy life with his family every day.

The monks on Yaoxian Island were also very friendly to him. In his carefree life, he seemed to gradually forget Tianlong Mansion, Nie Feng, and Wang Dachui.

On this day, a strong wind swept across the shore, raging waves crashed on the shore, a figure with a strong figure and blonde hair like a waterfall stood on the reef beach, riding the wind and breaking the waves.

Long Yang stood on the beach, using the waves to temper his body crazily. This month, he always felt that the infinite power in his body was sealed.

His back was often whining with a spear, and his back always seemed to have something to break out of the shell, and his head was often itchy, as if something incomparably powerful was sealed in it.

But no matter how he cultivated, it seemed that he could only stay in the Qi Condensation Period without any progress.

He looked at himself under the reflection of the blue sea, with blond hair like waterfalls, his shocking face with sharp edges and corners, like a knife sharpening a sword, handsome and unparalleled, especially the smile on the corner of his mouth, with a holy spirit in his evil spirit.

Suddenly, the reflection in the water slapped the surface of the water rapidly, and his expression instantly became extremely anxious.

"Wake up, this is a false world, you are in a dream, all this is an illusion created by a nightmare!"

The reflection of Longyang in the water shouted to Longyang madly.

"You are Palace Master Tianlong, disciple of the Great Emperor Nie Feng, and now you are about to break through this Rune Land and rescue the ancient burning sky unicorn beast!"

Long Yang's mind suddenly felt like a crash. He frantically accepted the information in the reflection's mouth, endured the pain in his brain, and frantically attacked the memory barrier.

Suddenly, a silver bell-like laughter appeared behind Long Yang.

"Brother Yang, I have broken through to the Mahayana period!"

Meng Ji danced brilliantly like a yellow butterfly, and in a blink of an eye, she came to Long Yang, took Long Yang's hand, and chatted non-stop.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you, your face is so pale."

These soft and jade-like hands awakened Long Yang from the memory storm. He looked at the charming and charming Meng Ji in front of him, and felt extra warm and at ease.

But he still frowned, he faintly felt that he had forgotten a lot of things, a lot of important things.

But the beauty in front of him was too beautiful, and he lingered on, unwilling to touch the painful memory barrier in his brain.

"I'm fine. It's been a long time since I haven't seen you. Do you have a headache thinking about it?"

Long Yang laughed.

When Meng Ji heard this, a flush of red appeared on her face, spreading to the roots of her ears. She has been in love with this incomparably handsome brother since she was a child, and they are not related by blood.

She had always wanted to marry her brother after the 16-year-old rite of passage, but seeing Long Yang say such nasty words, the girl's shyness could no longer be concealed. The lips are dripping, and it is extraordinarily seductive.

Just as Long Yang looked at the incomparably beautiful Meng Ji, when his desire was about to arise, a cold voice sounded.

"The toad wants to eat swan meat, you garbage, stay away from Meng Ji!"

Suddenly, a rough-faced young man appeared beside Long Yang and Meng Ji, stretched out his hand to push Long Yang away, and stood around his chest.

In an instant, a terrifying aura rushed towards him, making Long Yang unable to breathe!

"Ye Haotian! What do you want?"

Meng Ji hurriedly walked in front of Long Yang, stretched out her hands, and tightly protected Long Yang.

Ye Haotian smiled coldly.

"It's really useless to rely on a woman for protection!"

Hearing this, Long Yang burst into anger, his muscles burst out, and he rushed towards Ye Haotian!

How could he Longyang stand behind the woman and be a tortoise? That's not his style.

"Don't worry, I won't fight you, you don't deserve it!"

Ye Haotian said coldly, patted his hand lightly, and suddenly, a low voice sounded, and under the sea, five black figures burst out!

"Who?"

Meng Ji had already advanced to the Mahayana realm, and took the lead to turn around and protect Long Yang.

"Little Nizi is really watery, and she is the dish of the prince of my God Hou's Mansion!"

One of them smiled lewdly, grabbing Meng Ji's shirt with one hand, as if trying to do something wrong.

These five people are all masters in the later stage of Mahayana. Meng Ji has only just advanced to the Mahayana stage, and she still has no chance of winning with one against five!

With a wave of their hands, the five swarmed up and directly broke through Meng Ji's defense.

"Shenhou Mansion? What are the people from Shenhou Mansion doing on this Demon Island?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Long Yang's heart, but when Meng Ji was attacked, he immediately became furious, his muscles tightened, and he rushed towards the five people like crazy.

"Brother Yang, be careful!"

Brother Yang is only in the condensing stage, far from being the opponent of these five people. This move is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and a moth to a fire!

The leader of the youth sneered, kicked out, and kicked Long Yang directly to the ground. Long Yang's face was ashen and blood spurted wildly, but he still stared at the five people.

"Never let them hurt Meng Ji!"

Long Yang rushed up again and hugged the man tightly. This time, no matter how the man kicked him, Long Yang didn't let go.

But those few people attacked like Meng Ji, and after just a few moves, Meng Ji was captured by one of them!

"Meng Ji!"

Long Yang's eyes were splitting when he saw Meng Ji being captured!

"Let go, Brother Yang, you will be beaten to death!"

Meng Ji saw that Long Yang was beaten with blood all over his body, his flesh was blurred, and he couldn't help crying.

"I will never let go, I will definitely protect you."

Long Yang murmured, his eyes were covered with blood.

"court death!"

The man roared, one foot after another, stepping on Long Yang's head, blood was gradually overflowing from Long Yang's head!

"Brother Yang, hurry up, hurry up, leave me alone, woohoo!"

Meng Ji's heart-wrenching cry reverberated in Long Yang's mind.

"I will definitely protect you, Meng Ji, I will definitely..."

Long Yang's lips were squirming slightly, and his body had gradually lost control, and only his thoughts were left to support him.

"No one can hurt you! Meng Ji! Heaven is no exception!"

Long Yang not only roared in his heart, but his voice was hoarse.

At this moment, the blood in Longyang's brain started to rush to the memory barrier involuntarily, and the man was still kicking, kicking and kicking.

At this time, in Rune Land, the red bamboo slips left by Emperor Nie Feng faintly shone into Long Yang's brain.

The Nightmare Demon was still smiling, as if watching other people's deep-seated memories was an extremely exciting thing for him, he kept licking his lips, and his mouth kept talking.

"It's really delicious food!"

The red shimmer left by the emperor entered Longyang's mind, and the sky exploded like a thunderous thunder, and an ancient call sounded in Longyang's mind.

"Wake up... wake up... wake up..."

At the same time, bursts of bells accompanied the emperor's whispers, and kept playing in Longyang's mind, accompanied by Longyang's own impact, and finally, the memory crack shattered!

Memories flooded in like a tide, and Long Yang's expression instantly solidified!