New White Snake Asking Immortals

The battlefield on the edge of the world that determines the prehistoric future.

The flames of war are in full swing, and at some point there is a ray of light in the distant sky, maybe it is a sign of something, no matter how long the darkness is, there will always be light...

The old soldiers will always be waiting, waiting for the battle of fate to decide the final outcome.

Suddenly, a warrior beat the war drum made of the skin of a fierce beast.

More war drums were sounded, and the rumbling drums scattered the rain and fog, and the sound of the drums reached the sky in the dark.

Gradually, the vicissitudes of the old army soldiers beat the thick shields with swords and swords, and the sound of golden swords and drums brought morale to the brave men who guarded the wild. The will of the old army broke through the suppression of high-level gods. Although the general is humble, he dare not forget the worries of the world.

A soldier general roared, his face turned red and he shouted with all his strength, the roar became more and more louder!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As if foretelling something, the immortals and Xiao became more and more uneasy.

In the murderous and extreme weather, every time the two figures manipulating the thunderbolts fought each other, the thunderbolt would be detonated, and the dragon's chant swept everything in chaos.

The thunderbolt has reached the extreme of terror.

The gods of the Thunder and Lightning Department of the old army looked at the lightning and thunder in the surrounding airspace in horror. They felt that the thunder and lightning they were familiar with were no longer under their control, and the control of the thunder and lightning energy was taken away. .

While flustered, he had a deeper understanding of the ancient beasts of the Dragon Clan.

At this time, Xiao also felt a deep sense of fear.

It discovered one thing, its ability to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning seems to be inferior to that of Bailong...

Although he can control wind, rain, thunder and lightning every time, he is always slightly inferior to Bailong, and this feeling becomes stronger as time goes by. It is hard to tell whether it is the effect of the royal blood or his own psychology.

Bai Yujun did not forget the rules of survival when she was a child, and her ruthlessness when she started to fight was the most ruthless in the room.

Manipulating the lightning to the extreme, Danfeng's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter.

The marksmanship is domineering, fast, accurate and ruthless.

The way of fighting is as erratic as ever.

Use Yujianshu at any time, and use Yujianshu to manipulate the dragon gun to roam around to increase the pressure on Xiao,

He either uses a paper umbrella or fists, and with the ability to look into the future, he gains the upper hand, and the more he fights, the more violent he becomes.

If the old Huixian were here, he would definitely feel sad for the immortals and the noise, and the old monk would see more.

Slowly, Xiao also noticed something, that feeling used to be...

When Bai Yujun jumped up and down again, the expression on her face seemed a little inexplicably familiar.

Xiao's heart trembled, and Bai Yujun spoke with trembling fingers.

"The will of the emperor...you...you have the protection of the emperor's luck! Impossible...!"

In an instant, the hearts of all the immortals and the immortals above were shocked. They were as shocked and speechless as before when they learned of Bailong's background. The eyes they looked at the slender figure became complicated. Even Erlang looked at Baiyu with a serious expression. Jun, I don't know what to think.

With Xiao's reminder, looking at Bailong, he really has a kind of brilliance and power.

That indescribable feeling was concealed by the aura of the Kunlun dragon veins, but if you look carefully, you can find the emperor's meaning in it.

The immortals looked at Bai Yujun with killing intent.

And Xiao is getting more and more uneasy.

Bai Yujun held the dragon spear in the air and glanced around, full of power, and the dragon-shaped luck behind her held her head high.

At this moment, Mou Bai didn't mind letting Xiao take a few more breaths, as his defeat was already doomed.

Wiping off the dragon's blood from the corner of his mouth, he spoke calmly.

"The emperor's luck protection? That's right, it is indeed the emperor's power, why? Don't you agree?"

It was basically confirmed, because Bai Yujun's imperial power was completely released, and mixed with Long Wei to press in all directions, without any intention of covering up.

Dazzling electric snakes continued to fall from the sky, which became Bai Yujun's background.

His eyes swept over Xiao, and several angry immortals.

The deafening roar of thunder and lightning seemed to contain Bai Yujun's angry will.

"At the beginning, Ben Long just wanted to live quietly, go to different places to see different scenery, do some small business to earn a little money, and live his own life."

After finishing speaking, he raised his dragon gun and pointed it at Xiao and the other immortals, gnashing his teeth and shouting in a hoarse voice.

"It's you!"

"It's you who forced me to go step by step to where I am today!"

"Why did Benlong offend you? It was your endless designs to frame me!"

Xiao and the other immortals didn't have much emotional change, they only focused on Bai Yujun's mysterious luck.

After all, it is only natural for them to design the weak.

A certain white emotion that had been suppressed for thousands of years broke out. The moment his cultivation level improved, he was destined to have the capital to lose his temper. When he was stimulated by the noise, he simply pointed at these big bosses in the fairy world and yelled.

"You colluded with the demons and even bowed and compromised to the demons! What qualifications do dirty and despicable behaviors have to fight for the throne! Since you can all compete for the throne, why can't I be a dragon?"

One sentence tore off the fig leaf of each fairyland.

"Bold!"

"The demon dragon can't speak wild words!"

"Just gibberish! Ridiculous..."

The faces of the immortals were ugly, and the true immortals of the fairyland were furious and cursed.

Bai Yujun stirred up the roar of the divine thunder, with an indifferent expression, she raised her head and proudly glanced at the young people, the disdain in her eyes hurt the few immortals who were pretending to be calm.

"You are so ignorant that you don't know anything about the throne."

Vigorously shake the dragon gun.

"Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't bother to listen to their nonsense, and drove the thunder and lightning to kill Xiang Xiao again. One sentence seemed to predetermine the future of the immortals.

Looking back at the prehistoric eras, the ownership of the throne is not only related to strength, it is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface.

This time, Xiao suddenly wanted to run away. Both the emperor's luck and the prophecy foreshadowed a bad ending. The beast instinctively sensed a sense of crisis, but the white dragon's ultimate move forced it to escape.

The dawn of the distant sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the flames of the dark red sun are getting lower and lower...

Bai Yujun is very busy and has more important things to do.

Gazing at the future and taking advantage of the opportunity, his fists and feet continuously inflicted heavy damage on Xiao's body, the dragon's tail was spurred ferociously, suppressing Xiao fiercely and violently.

Xiao has been completely scared out of his wits.

In its eyes, the white dragon in the dazzling light of thunder and lightning has become that superior existence.

It was as if seeing Emperor Longting looking down at him, and he couldn't resist.

The fists kept falling on the face, chest, waist and abdomen, and the huge force caused severe pain after hitting the body. Although they would occasionally counterattack, hitting the white dragon armor and dragon head, the number of successful counterattacks was too few. called no solution.

Xiao was punched hard on the cheek again, and was dizzy from the beating.

In a trance, the picture in front of me seems to have returned to the ancient times a long time ago. The sky is full of gods and birds, and the land is full of beasts. The fighting dragons are roaring.

Pingding the world, the Dragon Court was established, thousands of races came to court, and the majestic shrine was towering above.

It was a passionate and wild era.

In just a short moment, it recalled a lot. What it didn't know was that the former Empress Longting was right in front of her eyes...

Bai Yujun knew and saw it, and the familiar and gentle figure was always by her side.

Then, Bai Yujun saw her condense a dragon gun that was exactly the same as her own, and used a mighty and domineering posture one by one. Seeing this, Bai Yujun synchronized with those moves.

The benevolent eyes fixed on Bai Yujun, accompanying him across a long time.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she taught martial arts carefully. At this time, Bai Yujun felt that the dragon gun in her hand seemed to come alive.

The long sharp blade kept stabbing Xiao Xiao.

I just feel that the white dragon in front of me seems to be a little different, looking for loopholes is more precise. I was controlled by him in two or three steps before, and now I have even controlled it to ten or a hundred steps. Can go crazy.

Once again, the sharp blade was directly approaching the heart, and the murderous intent was overwhelming. All Xiao could do was grab the blade with both hands with all his might!

"You can't kill me!"

He wanted to yell to dispel his fear, but found that the white dragon let go of the dragon gun.

Bai Yujun burst into a long-planned instant acceleration, and the gun barrel attached to the dragon gun slid in front of Xiao. When the screen stopped, the gods found that Xiao's body was pierced by some kind of weapon, and Bailong was still holding the weapon. A strange weapon, like a crossbow bolt from a spear.

The battlefield was dead silent again, and the outcome was decided.

Immortal Cen He sighed helplessly.

It may be that the emperor's luck protection is really extraordinary, or he feels sorry for Xiao's ending.

Forced Monkey and Gan Wu back, found an opportunity to quickly sweep away the true immortals in his own fairyland, and went to support the immortal allies who were almost out of breath suppressed by Erlang God.

Xiao felt a rapid loss of strength in his whole body, and his body temperature dropped rapidly.

"This... what is this..."

It doesn't remember that there is such a magic weapon in the prehistoric fairyland.

Bai Yujun let go of the dragon hunting crossbow, and grabbed the dragon spear again leisurely, with an indifferent expression.

"The bolts of the Dragon Hunting Crossbow are made by mortals in a small world, and I have improved them."

"Every... mortal hahaha cough cough..."

It feels ironic.

The gods who have dominated the prehistoric world for countless years have been severely damaged by mere mortal objects, with rough workmanship, cheap mortal iron, and no exquisite decorations.

The dragon hunting crossbow could not bear the berserk energy and gradually shattered and dissipated.

Bai Yujun raised her dragon spear and stabbed fiercely, the sharp blade pierced through Xiao's heart again, holding the dragon spear and pushing Xiao down from the sky, crashing into several glaciers one after another, the ice balls and slugs flew randomly, and after landing Sliding far in icy water before stopping.

Lying in the icy water, Xiao Wuli raised his head, and the icy rain from the sky hit his face. He knew that his strength was rapidly losing to the heaven and the earth, and the injury was serious and irreversible.

I remembered the old dragon who spoke the prophecy, its deduction skills were really accurate.

The hunt that was full of confidence at first actually lost his life in the end.

"Bailong, kill me, it is my honor to die in the hands of the emperor..."

The torrential rain poured down, the storm whimpered, and the surrounding area was completely white.

Bai Yujun, who was covered in broken armor, looked at Xiao who was rapidly losing her divinity, and just watched quietly. The snow-white dragon's tail was hanging in the ice water, and the rainwater flowed along the edge of the helmet, washing away the bright red dragon blood on the armor.

From the eyes of Xiao who was lying in the ice water, Bai Yujun standing in front of her looked very tall.

The huge snow-white dragon horn is high above and full of majesty.

"Do it... Hehe, you won, you should kill the loser cough cough..."

The rain was still falling, but Bai Yujun still stared at Xiao and said nothing.

Just stood there quietly.

"Kill me...! Do it!"

No matter how much he yelled and cursed, he never did anything, Xiao really hoped that Bailong would do it instead of what he is doing now, the feeling of lying on the ground waiting to die is really bad, like an animal with its throat cut and thrown aside waiting to die.

After a long time, Bai Yujun looked down at Xiao and finally spoke.

"I will not kill you, nor will I let you go. You will spend the rest of your life in the dungeon."

Xiao Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and then turned pale with panic.

"No... kill me! I beg you to kill me! Or you can send me to the dragon-slaying platform... Demon dragon! Remnants! You killed me..."

Bai Yujun was too lazy to say a word.

With a wave of his hand, the icy water quickly solidified into ice and sank down into the darkness.