New White Snake Asking Immortals

Zhenbei stood proudly like a spear.

That's right, other people have to meditate with their legs crossed, or lie down at worst. The spirit of the army is different. A soldier must be as tall and straight as a mountain, and a soldier should look like a soldier.

The wings of the country are like the prosperity of a forest.

The strong black and red evil spirit formed a vortex and returned to Zhenbei's body, and no one knew the torment in it.

The majestic giant dragon coils around, its majesty is like a prison, and the screams of resentment are easily wiped out by Bai Yujun. In a trance, I always feel that there is some kind of mysterious opportunity hidden in the ancient battlefield, which is mysterious and unpredictable...

The vortex of black and red evil spirit became more and more urgent and bigger, Zhenbei was drenched in sweat and still clenched his teeth.

Gradually, the evil spirit formed a thin tornado, and the influx speed exceeded Zhenbei's limit, but the evil spirit gathered now was insignificant compared to the ancient battlefield. Bai Yujun also began to wonder if she had made a mistake due to her own feelings, and the solution was not in Zhenbei body.

He secretly sighed that Zhenbei was too weak.

It can't even compare to his fighting power when he was Bai Jiao.

How to do?

Use the ability to control the wind to forcibly weaken the tornado and prevent the evil spirit from condensing into clouds above the head. No matter whether it is possible or not, friends who come to help from a long distance must be safe.

Before I knew it, more than ten days had passed...

A few unlucky people who came from fare evasion gathered together and ate noodle cakes listlessly. Moulong heard from Zhenbei that they didn't deserve to die, so he donated dry coarse grain cakes, and cruelly searched them for watches, mobile phones and banknotes. There is no signal and the inability to use the Internet to pay bills is estimated to be bankrupt.

If you haven't been hungry and can't experience that kind of hunger, Iron Man has to kneel even if he doesn't eat for two meals.

Another ten days...

Black and red bloody armor appeared on Zhenbei's body!

The eyes glow red and you can't see the skin on your face at all. On the dark face, only the eyes are red. Every breath makes people feel boundless fear, even in the prime of life, they can hardly bear it.

Zhenbei spoke, his voice was slow, distant and hoarse, very strange.

"Bai...I can't bear it...I can't bear it..."

The huge ferocious dragon's head circled to the front and drooped, and the dragon's eyes stared at the man in black armor, as if he was worried.

The mouth of the dragon opened slightly, rumbled and trembled, almost blowing away the unlucky people nearby.

"Benlong is calculating, wait a moment."

Just now, a certain Bai suddenly felt that a mysterious opportunity was approaching, and he was trying his best to deduce the future. However, the evil spirit and resentment in the ancient battlefield were too terrifying to affect the detection of the future. Several times in a row, the deduction was stopped halfway. Bai Yujun knew that the intuition must be right, maybe the method was wrong That's right.

A few unlucky ones are considered lucky, at least witnessing the existence of Shenlong with their own eyes.

A few days ago, I thought it was a dream while I was asleep, but now, although I find it is not a dream, I hope it is a real dream.

Although the dragon is auspicious, it is also a ferocious beast.

Just look at it from a distance, but if you get close, you will be intimidated by the dragon's prestige, and you will tremble all over. If you are far away, the strange black and red evil spirit is equally terrifying, and the distance that is neither far nor close is the most difficult to grasp...

Bai Yujun is still calculating, whether she is calculating or looking at the future with her right eye, it is all chaotic and fuzzy.

Anxiously flicking his tail, he suddenly had an idea.

Since the future has not been found, why not try to go back to the past, maybe the solution to the problem lies in the past? The ancient battlefield is mysterious and unpredictable and cannot be considered with common sense.

Take a risk even if it might take a lot of energy.

Close your eyes, open your eyes.

The surrounding scenes changed, Zhenbei and the unlucky egg disappeared, the dragon skeleton reappeared and covered the dragon gate to restore its previous appearance, and then there was the same black and red evil spirit and resentment space, and the picture was still.

Bai Yujun understood from the intense consumption that it was not a retrospective failure.

Rather, the ancient battlefield has not changed at all for tens of thousands of years. Even if time goes back, it remains still. Perhaps, it will remain unchanged for a long time until some abnormalities are discovered.

Under the tornado, Zhenbei was burning with black and red flames, roaring dully.

Consider whether to stop dying.

And Bai Yujun, who was caught in the time regression, found an opportunity to solve the hidden dangers of the ancient battlefield, the regression stopped, and goodbye to the strange and familiar graceful dragon woman...

The battlefield is brutal and bloody, it seems that the war has just ended.

In front of her, she was half human, half dragon, with a white armor bathed in blood, smiling at Bai Yujun.

Very quiet, like a silent movie.

In the backtracking, Bai Yujun unknowingly changed into the same half-human half-dragon form, which is very similar to the graceful woman, except that her eyes are dazed from time to time and her head is tilted. Of course, the snow-white dragon horns are not as tall as the woman in front of her forehead. , In addition, there is no such noble temperament, it is difficult to get rid of Voldemort's nature.

The woman caressed a certain white dragon's horn, a certain white was at a loss, completely frightened by the blood on her white armor, sad and angry, the part of her heart that belonged to a fierce beast grew cruelly, dragon scales appeared on her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth grew long!

A pair of gentle palms caressed her pretty face, although she couldn't touch it, she could feel the warmth in it.

A certain white is very comfortable, unknowingly restraining his fierceness.

Backtracking time is limited, and the graceful woman made dazzling handprints with both hands...

Um? Teaching through time and space?

Fortunately, the longan has a photographic memory, and the borneol has a super memory, and carefully memorizes the detailed handprints. Perhaps, this is the only chance to properly deal with the ancient battlefield.

After the teaching was over, the woman seemed to want to say something to Bai Yujun.

Backtracking the picture collapsed and everything returned to reality, Bai Yujun, who was still in the dragon body, looked around blankly, a little sad, as if her chest was blocked and suffocated, and she didn't notice Zhenbei who was crumbling below and couldn't hold the evil spirit instilled. Stop, if it were other powerful gods, demons, evil spirits and monsters, they would have died of internal energy disorder.

"Sister... I can't hold it anymore..."

"Huh? Oh, take a break."

bang~

Heijia fell down in the north, I don't know if it was tired or angry.

The tornado lost its foundation and slowly weakened and disappeared. A few unlucky fare evaders had hair like weeds and their faces were greasy and dirty. The contempt and pride that Zhenbei had seen before were gone.

The evil spirit of the ancient battlefield was absorbed by Zhenbei in a seemingly massive amount and also improved Zhenbei's strength, but it was still a drop in the bucket.

With a bang, the dragon claw's stride shook a poor boy up and down.

The huge dragon's head looked down at the little one, breathing through the nostrils almost blowing away a few unlucky ones, taking a breath once in a long time, after breathing, the nostrils were covered and protected tightly.

Zhenbei suddenly felt that Bai Yujun seemed to have changed, she was no longer eccentric as before.

The dragon opened its mouth, and the sharp fangs were close in front of its eyes, and the sound was low and roaring...

"Benlong already knows how to deal with evil spirits, Zhenbei, you...maybe in pain, but it will be of great benefit to you in the future. The so-called geniuses are nothing but ants in front of you."

The roar made eardrums hurt, and Boss Ma rolled his eyes and passed out.

A poor boy sat on the floor covering his ears, looked up at the sharp dragon teeth, felt helpless, and would have killed himself if he lowered his head.

"It doesn't matter what the future holds. I'll just accompany you crazy to the end when it's here."

"In this case, I will compress and seal the entire ancient battlefield into your soul. Don't worry, you can slowly refine it until the entire ancient battlefield is completely absorbed. How about it? Do you want to jump up happily?"

With a bang, Zhenbei jumped up and rushed towards the dragon gate...