New White Snake Asking Immortals

A mythical beast more than three hundred meters long.

Dragons fight in the wild.

The vast and majestic Dragon Qi disperses the demonic energy in a large area of ​​the airspace, and the long white-scaled body is full of wild power, and the divine light is bright, bringing hope to the old army and the brave.

The fight between giant beasts often comes with greater destructive power.

The floating magic mountain of the demon clan couldn't dodge quickly at all, and the monster with broken horns roared angrily.

The corpse of the fierce beast was facing upwards, its back covered with bone armor fell towards the black magic mountain, and touched various defensive formations on the magic mountain, the magic formation collapsed like fireworks, and the demon heads pulled away the angry The leader of the horns, the city god who commanded the demon army, showed helplessness.

In front of the magic mountain, the black and crowded army of monsters wanted to escape, but they still couldn't escape the shadow that was getting closer and closer above their heads.

The carcass of the fierce beast hit the black magic mountain.

No sound could be heard under the violent tremors, only the screen was shaking violently.

It was quiet for about a breathing time, and the impact caused a circular shock wave, which instantly swept away the surrounding monsters who stood blankly and looked up at the corpse of the fierce beast. Spitting out visceral blood clots...

Ordinary vibrations and roars do not have such power, but it was two powerful behemoths fighting each other.

About three more breaths passed.

Click...

Crash~!

The black magic mountain guarded by the demon army first cracked and then collapsed.

Before he could wait, the horned demon cursed angrily.

The four-legged corpse of the fierce beast struggled hoarsely.

Of course, Bai Yujun, who had changed back to her original form at this time, would not miss this opportunity. Seeing that the gap between the wide scales on the long white dragon's abdomen became brighter and brighter, some monsters who had been burned by other fierce beasts turned around and ran away. The corpse was spitting fire at the white dragon before, but now the white dragon is also spitting fire.

Bai Yujun opened her ferocious dragon mouth, and the incandescent pillar of fire reflected the frightened expressions of countless onlookers.

The ferocious flames seemed to tear the air, covering the unturned corpse directly. The scorching temperature distorted the picture, the nearby monsters gasified instantly, and the ashes and soil on the ground were baked into stained glass by the high temperature...

The dragon flame didn't last long, and before it finally stopped, it flicked the dragon's head and spit fire left and right.

Forcing other devils not to take the opportunity to approach.

Feeling that it might not be able to burn the corpses to death, he stopped spitting fire and released the thunderball with his claws, quickly retreated in the crackling and jumping arcs, retreated to the old army camp, and watched his masterpiece from a distance.

Sure enough, the beast's corpse was not finished, and it struggled and screamed to get up.

It looks pretty miserable.

His body was covered in torn flesh and green smoke billowed in. The charcoal fire continued to burn in many parts. The exposed bones were burned at high temperature like red-hot iron. The abdominal cavity was burnt with holes and a foul-smelling gray liquid leaked out.

Maybe a white evolution is different from other dragons, and has stronger restraint on corpses.

Not to mention the monsters who were led by Bai Yujun to attack and suffered disasters, the floating black magic mountain where the demon throne was placed was also attacked by dragon flames.

The magic energy dissipated and the rocks were exposed, and the hot temperature cracked and shattered the extraordinary rocks, which continued to tumble down.

As previously guessed, severely injuring the corpses of ferocious beasts and the magic mountain can indeed hit the morale of the demons.

The corpse of the ferocious beast stood up again, smoking and dropping flesh all over its body.

Dead things are dead things after all, far less powerful than when they were alive. After all, without thinking and spirituality, it is difficult to exert their true strength by relying on the remaining weak soul fragments.

Just when the old army and the demons were shocked.

"what……!"

A scream broke the silence.

Countless strong men turned their heads to look in surprise, and saw the horn-broken demon covering his head and fleeing, and several guards were blown away.

The monkey attacked and knocked on the sap, and then ran away.

"Squeaky~ Fun~ Fun quack~"

He gloated about his misfortune and ran away happily. This guy even ran to sneak attack. Miraculously, he successfully knocked the back of the head of the demon leader. Although he took advantage of the opportunity of the white dragon to attract attention, the monkey really dared to do it.

Those who are beaten with a stick can be regarded as the word sap.

You can't kill the Demon Head with Broken Horn, and you can't seriously injure it, but it can embarrass the Demon Race.

The horned devil's face was distorted, and the back of his head was swollen. He only felt his cheeks were hot, his forehead was congested, and his heart was suffocating.

"Ah...! Kill! Kill the monstrous monkey for me! Shameless monkey!"

His eyes were staring at the monkey, as if the gray fur protruding from the armor was mocking him all the time, his face was gone.

Crowds of demons roared and chased after them, only to find that the monkey had slipped through the gap between the white dragon's sharp claws...

Bai Yujun's huge dragon turned its head, aiming at the demons following the monkey.

The pursuit of the devils stopped abruptly.

Every time the huge dragon takes a breath, there will be a rumbling sound in the throat. Several monsters who are approaching look up at the huge and ferocious dragon's mouth. When the dragon's claw falls, it returns to dust.

As if trampling a few bugs to death, Bai Yujun didn't divert her attention.

Accumulate all your strength, hold your head up, and while dodging, wave your claws and ruthlessly tear off the flesh of the beast's corpse!

Although the body is very long, it is very flexible to move around.

Or swim in the air and dive or step on the ground to gain the upper hand and beat the corpse of the beast.

Bai Yujun counted the time silently, relying on the ability to see the future to gain the upper hand, the time for the corpse to be solved is getting closer, and at the same time, even bigger troubles are coming...

...

Zhuquan Temple.

The breeze rustled through the bamboo forest, and the mist in the middle of the mountain in the morning.

The little stone yawned and hit the bell with his bald head. The ancient rhyme bell echoed in the dilapidated and shabby temple, and spread across Zhuquan Mountain with the wind, drifting to the vast fields.

The long-faced Heavenly King used coarse cloth and old clothes, and used a bamboo broom to sweep the fallen leaves in the temple, sweeping carefully one by one.

Qingling, Iron Ball, and the Snake Boy are feeding the worms, which can make wine from fruits and flowers.

In the corner of the vegetable garden, Lao Huixian put away a letter. Looking carefully, he could find some kind of dragon-shaped seal on the letter. It was a letter sent by Bai Yujun before.

Lao Huixian is still kind and kind, and works hard to manage the dilapidated small temple.

Turning his head and looking into the distance, he could see the flames of war that had been burning for a long time at the end of the sky. What was miraculous was that he could vaguely see the phantom in the shape of a dragon, with the dragon's head high and mighty.

Recalling Bailong's royal aura, Lao Huixian considered whether to build a statue of Bailong in Zhuquan Temple.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of drawing a knife...

The snake demon boy drew his sword.

The boy, who has always been extremely territorial, flew into the air viciously.

It is the duty of the Taoist spirit beast to hold the ring-headed knife and hang across the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds in the distance turned golden without knowing when. The golden light was as gorgeous as the waves moving forward. The golden clouds were about to pass over Zhuquan Temple. It was obvious that someone wanted to invade the territory.

The snake demon boy pointed forward with the tip of his knife.

"Hiss~! Stop!"

It's that straightforward, no matter how strong the other party is, they must never violate the territory.

Obviously, the mighty golden clouds have no intention of stopping.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, a demon is not qualified enough to make them stop, but they still keep rolling forward. The sound of scriptures makes people quiet and exudes peace, causing countless mortals in the town to kneel and kowtow in worship.

In the courtyard, the long-faced Heavenly King sweeping fallen leaves raised his head, put down his broom, and rose into the air with his fists clenched.

Qingling Iron Ball and Wine Worm followed closely behind.

Xiaoshi seized the opportunity to swallow the bacon, picked up rocks and flew up, and was extremely skilled in fighting.

Finally, the golden cloud in the sky stopped moving forward, and the Zhuquan Temple gang was not easy to mess with.

Old Huixian seemed to have known that this day would come a long time ago, so he silently tidied up his patched and washed coarse cloth monk clothes, and carefully closed the temple door after going out. The wood is rotten, and closing it too quickly is prone to accidents. This temple door has been killed before. thief records.

Passing through the quiet bamboo forest, stepping on the path of mossy stone steps covered by bamboo leaves, step by step up to the ordinary mountain of Zhuquan Mountain.

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