Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi still remembered that on the broad city walls of the capital, the ruffian dragon was going to take advantage of the fierce battle between him and Ao Guang to occupy his body, but the devilish energy escaped and almost wiped out the ruffian dragon completely. At that time, the scene where the ass of the ruffian dragon was chased was smoking, and now I still remember it vividly.

Originally thought that the Soul Devouring Orb could suppress the white-bearded old man, but he didn't expect it to be of no use at all. He exhausted all his efforts and used his blood and divine power to barely suppress the devilish energy. In the hands of the white-bearded old man, it turned into a small loach , can no longer turn over any big waves, and finally led the white-bearded old man into his own sea of ​​consciousness, but in the end he really set himself on fire and killed himself.

"Your grandfather's, I still don't believe it, then you have nothing to do, the big deal is to die together!" Wu Yi gritted his teeth, and directly invaded the soul-devouring orb, wanting to help the soul-devouring orb get rid of the nine relics The seal of the son, arouse more demonic energy, once the soul-devouring orb regains its freedom, it is absolutely difficult to compete with the strength of the white bearded old man.

However, the white-bearded old man knew the origin of the Soul-eating Orb very well, and he was also very familiar with this Buddhist relic. Without giving Wu Yi this opportunity, a bright golden light shone from his eyes, like the scorching sun at noon, dazzling and dazzling, directly covering the Soul-eating Orb At the same time, he was chanting words, as if reciting an ancient spell. Wu Yi only felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and his whole body was no longer under his control. , the blood was retrograde, and a faint golden glow was flickering, and finally slowly separated from Wu Yi's body, suspended in the air, everything was exactly the same as what happened to Song Qingmu just now, only the process was slower.

"Boy, when you were still in your mother's womb, this old man was already a famous and supreme person in the world. With your intelligence and experience, if you want to play these little tricks in front of this old man, you are the real trick. Waiting for this moment, to help the old man ascend to the fairy world, everything is already determined, don't struggle any more, just give up!" The voice of the old man with white beard echoed in Wu Yi's soul, as if carrying a magical power, impacting his last sliver of clarity .

Wu Yi opened his eyes with difficulty, and cursed angrily: "Ruffian dragon, why are you acting like a coward at this critical moment? I've been wiped out, can you continue to live?"

This guy is too insincere. Ever since he entered the Huoyan Mountain, he has been quiet, and he doesn’t know anything. At this moment of life and death, he still doesn’t show himself. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. support.

"Oh? Your sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is still weird, and even the old man didn't notice it. It's interesting, really interesting!" The old man with white beard originally wanted to refine the golden blood, but when he sensed Wu Yi's spiritual thought transmission, he immediately He stopped, waved his hands, set off bursts of hurricanes, the fog was blown away, and everything was revealed, including the ruffian dragon.

Since the last time he was eroded by the evil spirit, the ruffian dragon's body has become almost transparent, and his spiritual power has been greatly weakened. With the lesson from that time, Wu Yi has always been wary of him, even if he concluded the soul contract, he did not give him anything The good thing is that he is still very weak so far. Seeing that he couldn't hide, he could only jump out, and said with some guilt: "This deity is just waiting for the best time. You are just impatient, so you have completely exposed it."

"Damn it, I'm about to be squeezed dry, you're still waiting for the best time, wait for the wool!" Wu Yi retorted unceremoniously, he would never believe this kind of nonsense no matter what.

"Tsk tsk... who is the old man? He turned out to be the famous evil king of the dragon clan back then. It's really hard to meet each other in life. You and I met in the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness of a young human race. There is no such opportunity!" The expression of the white bearded old man suddenly became a little ferocious, although the speed of his speech was not fast, every word contained endless anger, which could erupt at any time.

Wu Yicong saw the old man with a white beard, but he had never noticed that he had such violent mood swings. It seemed that he didn't take everything in his mind. It wasn't until the ruffian dragon appeared that he really got excited. Looking at this picture expression, he must have met an old acquaintance, this guy is really supernatural, he can meet acquaintances everywhere, and he has grudges with him, no wonder he has been hiding and dare not show up, because he is afraid of being caught by the old man with white beard He noticed it, but he was forced out by himself.

"Hehe... everyone is in the same boat, so don't mention those old things anymore. To be honest, I almost forgot the title of evil king." Pizilong laughed, subconsciously dodged back, It was a purely instinctive reaction, and it was of no use at all.

"You will forget, but I don't dare to forget. The disgrace back then almost ruined my life. During these thousands of years, I have not thought about you all the time, and I only want to set foot in the fairy world to find your shame. If Without this belief, I am afraid that under the bombardment of the sky thunder, it would have been wiped out and turned into nothingness." The muscles on the face of the white-bearded old man were twitching, and his teeth were almost gnawed.

The ruffian dragon raised his beard slightly, and said shamelessly: "In other words, if you don't have this deity, you would not be able to get to where you are today. This deity is your great benefactor. Martial arts cultivation is like sailing against the current. A small blow is enough In order for you to thrive, you understand this truth a little late, but it is too late, everything still has a chance, work hard, and the future is bright."

"Hmph...a small shock, I was the final winner at the Martial Arts Competition in Baihua Valley back then, but I didn't expect you to appear out of nowhere, step on me under the eyes of everyone, and kidnap my fiancée In your eyes, this blood feud is still a small blow?" The white-bearded old man suddenly shot, and detained the ruffian dragon in front of his eyes, angrily questioned.

"Cough cough...cough cough...you are quite old, can you not be so excited, the deity was just a joke back then, and she didn't even move her fingers, really, absolutely did not move. He opened the hijab and saw that he was pretty, so I sent it back to you." Ruffian Dragon was trembling, almost collapsed, and quickly explained.

But this explanation is undoubtedly adding fuel to the flames. The old man with white beard waved his hands, directly kneaded his soul body into a ball, tied two knots, and then stepped on his feet, as if this was the only way to vent the anger that had accumulated in his heart for thousands of years .