New White Snake Asking Immortals

White paper umbrellas, ink dyed mountains and rivers.

The original picture of violent winds and showers changes silently, and the ink seeps out to create a picture of a cold river and white snow. The snow is covered with snow and only the river remains unfrozen.

He raised his hand and pointed at the patriarch of the Sang family, so if he really wanted to scold him, he couldn't hand over the sword.

It's just a foreign object, is it worth working hard for?

Slaying three high-level demons in a row, which is equivalent to Xuanxian's cultivation base, can be described as exhausting. This old man is not intimidated. Could it be that he can see that he is strong on the outside but capable on the inside?

It is worthy of being born in a family of conspiracy and scheming, and I admire it.

It's a thief.

The patriarch of the Sang family was a little hesitant at this time, hesitating, and it was snowing in the cave. In the past, although the cave was wet and dripping, it was not raining, let alone snowing. Now, there is a river in the middle of the site...

poof~

A koi carp jumped out of the dark cyan river.

A young man in the Sang family thought that koi looked familiar, the kind that is often seen in back gardens.

The wind stopped, and the water of the cold river was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the snowy sky and the mountains in the distance. In the middle of the river, a black-haired girl in white was gently floating, with her toes less than two feet above the water.

Quiet, so quiet that you can't hear your heartbeat, everyone dared not speak out, trying to remember who used this trick.

The girl who was selected by the unknown Xuanxian inheritance before opened her mouth in a daze.

"We... seem to be in a painting..."

If you take a closer look, it seems that you are indeed in the world in the painting. In the distance, there are looming ink hills, and you can be called a painter with rendering skills. What is amazing is that a row of egrets drawn by pen and ink actually flew over, flapping their wings and passing by at low altitude, like a mirror. Unexpectedly, fighting skills can be refined and elegant.

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and seized the time to calm down her heartbeat and cool down the dragon's blood.

Back in my hometown, Icefield Dragon Tomb in the far north, I learned to paint with ink dragon soul, and combined it with paper umbrella to produce a magical effect, which is great and can enhance the elegance and charm.

The patriarch of the Sang family felt that it could not be dragged on any longer, because the strangeness of this demon girl might cause accidents.

Only cutting the mess with a sharp knife is the best policy,

What's more, which old immortal doesn't have a few hidden magic weapons.

He took out a bone flute filled with white and lifeless air.

Evil awe-inspiring, absolute evil!

The sound of the flute was shrill like a ghost crying, and the aftermath made those young people dizzy and sweaty. As the main target of the attack, a certain Bai took out a bead and hung it on top of his head...

"Hehe, I didn't expect that you, an old man, are also in the entertainment industry, but you just play a little bit harshly, so you can't get popular."

The old man looked ugly and put away the bone flute, stop playing, it would be even more embarrassing to play again.

"Hmph! Playing tricks, let me see how this old man breaks through all spells with one sword!"

Urging the sword technique to charge forward.

Suddenly, he found that his clothes were covered with hoarfrost.

Eyebrows and beard and hair are snow-white, and movements are sluggish. Although the circulation of immortal energy can dispel the cold, it will only increase consumption. Similar to the effect of the special aura before, a few expensive jade talismans are thrown out indifferently to counteract Baixue's consumption. Break through the goose feather heavy snow and stab the white rain!

The sword energy breaks the tranquility of the water surface and draws inverted V-shaped ripples.

Bai Yu raised the horizontal knife and drew a circle in front of him, and the yin and yang black and white Tai Chi diagram rotated.

"Chun Yang Jue, turn the universe!"

Zhang Chang's fierce sword energy pierced the black and white Tai Chi diagram, and he stopped and remained in a stalemate.

The patriarch of the Sang family was overjoyed. He was not afraid of a stalemate in the competition, but he was afraid of the opponent running around. He must be exhausted from beating three demons in a row. It is destined to be lucky and God will give you treasures.

In vain, the sound of the piano jingle...

"not good!"

The two figures in the stalemate in the vast white snow of the Hanjiang retreated quickly. The clone was not strong, but it could disrupt the battle situation.

At this moment, two hapless monsters who were severely injured suddenly rushed out!

"The beast seeks death! Get the hell out of here!"

The descendants of the two bloodlines of the Dragon Clan are determined and the old man of the Sang family is desperate. With the sudden joining of them, Bai Yu has another chance to recover.

On the periphery, the skinny old man who was severely injured by the sneak attack asked the experts of the four families to help out, and they all shared the same joys and sorrows.

The four Xuanxians hesitated.

The patriarch of the Sang family sneered, pinched his handprints to activate the super magic circle arranged on the dragon's veins!

The skinny old man suddenly remembered the failure of the previous formation.

"Brother! Can't use..."

With a loud bang, the ferocious array attack hit the patriarch of the Sang family, spitting out blood and staining his bearded robes red, his eyes wide open in disbelief. It shouldn't be!

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the snow!

The white-clothed black-haired girl grasped the Dragon Skeleton Sword with her small hand, holding onto it tightly. The patriarch of the Sang family wanted to stimulate the power of the magic weapon, but suddenly found that the sword seemed to have lost its spirituality, did not respond at all, and lost its flexibility like an arm. It seems that it is not a magic weapon but a piece of ordinary iron and wood...

The bewitching young man was overjoyed, looking at Bai Yu with fiery possessive eyes.

"Hahaha! Girl, as long as you hand over the divine sword to the Dragon Palace, from now on you..."

Before I finished speaking.

Crack!

The little hand actually broke the magic weapon.

With a puff, he grabbed half of the sword and stabbed it into the chest of the ancestor of the Sang family.

"..."

The two monsters in the Dragon Palace were dumbfounded, the ancestors of the Sang family were at a loss, and everyone didn't understand why the majestic magic weapon was broken with bare hands. After the dragon bone magic weapon was broken, the energy dissipated, and it turned into a pile of metal debris visible to the naked eye.

"Brother..."

"Old ancestor..."

Bai Yu didn't bother to pay attention to the two monsters, and glanced at Sang Mata, who was inexplicably terrified in the hidden crowd, put away the paper umbrella, and the snowy and cold river disappeared, and the two clones returned to their bodies, snapped their fingers, and plunged into the rock wall and disappeared.

The bewitching young man stared at the crumbs dumbfounded, planning several years of action, that's it?

Another strong monster struggled to pick up the debris.

"How do we explain to the elder? He is waiting for us outside..."

Thinking of the cruel punishment of the Dragon Palace for failing to complete the task, he trembled unconsciously. It seemed that the nobles had descendants of the dragon blood, and who knew the suffering.

Boom~!

Suddenly, the cave trembled violently!

"Not good! Dilong turned over! Let's go up!"

Everyone flew to the top of the cave one after another. The skinny old man hugged the ancestor of the Sang family who had been pierced through the heart and flew away. The stalagmites fell, large and small stones mixed with running water made the bronze round platform jingle.

He knew in his heart that the power of the Sang family was gone forever.

The era of belonging to the Sang family is over.

The golden coffins of the ancestors buried in the cave fell one after another. It must be the mysterious demon girl who broke the dragon veins. I can feel that the dragon veins that originally gathered under Yaocheng spread in all directions. Within a radius of millions of miles, the monks can feel it. The aura has been significantly improved.

The cave has collapsed, and the deep pit in the center of Yaocheng can be seen from the air.

As the saying goes, once the earth's qi is gone, the house is hard to protect, and if the qi is exhausted, it is doomed to decline.

In a trance, he understood that there is a loan and a repayment. He stole the energy of dragon veins and earth for millions of miles around him, but he couldn't avoid repaying the debt after all. Unfortunately, he understood everything too late.

A small dilapidated courtyard outside Yaocheng.

The monkey fishing by the well noticed that the fishing rod was shaking and pulled it hastily.

"Squeak! I caught a dragon!"

A certain Bai climbed out of the wellhead, threw away the fishhook above his head and shook his clothes to dry, and sat on a small bench under a tree to watch the great explosion dissipate in the sky.

Huang Yu and Monkey approached curiously.

"Squeak? Where did the agreed plan go? I haven't been able to beat Sap for a long time, how is it going up there?"

The two guys were really curious.

Bai Yu watched the well refill and shook his head.

"Hey, there is no suona, no paper banners, and no paper-making work, because those unprofessional idiots just turned the painful funeral into a depressing carnival party."

"..."

"There is no need to plan. We will leave tomorrow and return to the Great Desolate Immortal Realm."