Nine Heavens

"It's getting late, this junior still has a lot of things to do, so don't bother me anymore, this guy will be the elder of Lao Xianhu!" After Xiao Qiaolang finished speaking, he bowed deeply, turned around and raised his blood coagulation sword to draw a red rainbow, Injected into the dim sky.

"Don't worry! Leave this disobedient person to our Elder Xianhu!" said Elder Xianhu, looking at Xiao Qiaolang's leaving figure. Immediately, they each shot a ball of flames at the head and body on the ground, burning the almost completely burnt corpse, even the bones.

At this time, the two elders and four of Xianhu looked around for a while, making sure that there was nothing unusual around them, and then they both jumped into the white mist in the middle of the lake. They left their voices behind.

"Brother, do you really believe what Xiao Qiaolang said?"

"Ghosts believe it?"

"Then why did you give him back the billion-year-old dragon ginseng?"

"Because only this billion-year-old ginseng ensures that we are all right."

"That's true, this kid got a good deal, so he won't report on us."

"That's not true, even if we don't give him the hundred million year long ginseng, he won't report on us."

"Why?"

"Because of the dead Duo Qianli, I saw the demon soul poison on my burning body of Duo Qianli just now."

"Devil Soul Poison?"

"That's right, it's the devil soul poison. It must be the black hand of Xiao Qiaolang, who wants to get rid of Duoqianli, so that he can ascend to the position of peak master!"

"He's really sinister! What about Junior Huolong's Dharma Body?"

"Fake!"

"Fake? Then why don't you expose it?"

"No need, isn't it good to use each other like this? This Xiao Qiaolang is definitely not a simple character. If he plays any tricks, we may really have no chance to enter the fourth level this time. But now It’s different, with this encounter, it’s inevitable for us to enter the fourth level, all we have to do is to cultivate in Duxian Lake with peace of mind in the past few days.”

"Then shall we still send news to the Master of Changmen Peak for him?"

"Of course I heard it, and I must praise Xiao Qiaolang vigorously!"

"oh!"

Blood Dragon Valley.

Standing in the dark world, Xiao Qiaolang looked down at the things in a long wooden box in his palm, laughing wildly.

Inside the wooden box was the hundred-million-year-old dragon ginseng given to the so-called Xiao Qiaolang by the second elder of Xianhu not long ago. I saw that the dragon ginseng was more than one foot long, slightly curved, shaped like a swimming dragon, covered in red, and had nine beards, scattered around the dragon ginseng.

The billion-year-old ginseng lay quietly in the ancient wooden box, exuding an incomparably alluring fragrance, and at the same time shone with a strange red light.

"Wow! What smells so good. Is it dragon ginseng?" When Ouyang Langlong was admiring the billion-year-old dragon ginseng, a red streamer suddenly shot out from his cuff.

The red streamer twirled in front of Ouyang Langlong and turned into a little boy in a fiery red jacket, with a chubby face and a tiger-headed appearance, which was very cute.

A pair of big round eyes shone with emerald green light waves, staring at Ouyang being praised by the billion-year-old dragon ginseng in Langlong's palm, twitching his nose and drooling.

Seeing the little boy, Ouyang Lang quickly closed the ancient wooden box, put it into his arms like lightning, and immediately covered his face with a gloomy look, saying: "Don't go too far! You have taken advantage of my training these few months , I have been stealing my elixirs for a long time, and now I am here to make an idea of ​​this billion-year-old dragon ginseng!"

"Cut! You can't be so heartless! I just transformed you into the appearance of your master, and I did it for more than an hour in that Duxian Lake. If you don't have any credit, you have to work hard! It's really too fast to cross the river and tear down the bridge. Don't be righteous!" The little boy said indignantly when he saw that Ouyang Langlong had put away the hundred million year long ginseng, his nose was crooked with anger.

Ouyang Langlong looked down at the little boy for a while, thought for a while, and his face softened a little: "Okay! Little Honglong, I will give you a piece, but don't push yourself too hard! Today you helped me get rid of Duoqianli , I want to thank you very much, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Honglong turned his anger into joy when he heard that Ouyang Langlong promised to give him a piece of dragon ginseng with a hundred million years.

"In the future, don't show up and talk to me when there are people. Unless I allow you to do so, I will never give you any pills again!"

Ouyang Langlong said without a doubt.

"It's okay. Listen to you, as long as you have some delicious food, I don't have time to take care of your business!" Xiao Honglong said indifferently.

"Well, that's good!" Ouyang Langlong took out the ancient wooden box again.

The strange fragrance came again, and the little red dragon could hardly hold on, and the saliva leaked out in a mess.

"Here you are!" Ouyang Langlong painfully corrected a strand of the beard of the ginseng from the hundred-million-year-old dragon and handed it to the little red dragon.

"I'm so pissed off!" Xiao Honglong looked at Ouyang Langlong handing him a beard as thick as a matchstick that was as thick as a million-year-old ginseng, twitched his nose, and said angrily, his eyes glowing with emerald green smoke. Waving both fists at the same time.

"Why, don't. That's good, I don't want to give it to you yet!" Ouyang Langlong was about to put away the beard of this billion-year-old dragon ginseng as he spoke.

But the little red dragon finally couldn't bear the temptation of the strange fragrance. After clenching his fists for a while, he snatched it up, threw it into his mouth with a snap, chewed it, and then swallowed it with a grunt. in the stomach.

"Oh my god! It smells so good! Give me some more!" Little Red Dragon tasted the fragrance of the hundred-million-year-old ginseng, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn't help begging.

"Okay, you are originally from the Yunjie family. It doesn't mean much to you to eat or not to eat, but it is different to me, so I can only give you so much!" Ouyang Langlong refused road.

"Stingy! Heartless! Big villain!" Seeing that Ouyang Langlong refused to give up, the little red dragon pouted angrily, muttered and cursed angrily, then turned and walked towards the darkness of Blood Dragon Valley.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Seeing that he was really angry, Ouyang Langlong staggered towards the distance.

"Don't worry about it, from now on you will go your way, I will go mine, and no one cares!" Xiao Honglong continued to walk angrily.

However, the little red dragon seemed to stop for a moment every time he walked, as if he was expecting something.

"Cut!" Ouyang Langlong understood what Xiao Honglong was thinking, and it turned out that he was repeating the old trick, hoping that he would stop him suddenly, curry favor with him, and then satisfy his request. He couldn't help snorting with disdain.

But this time the little red dragon miscalculated, he never heard Ouyang Langlong call him to stop his steps, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue walking.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you that in the past five months, I have completely practiced the Soul-hunting Dafa, and the memory of the Blood Dragon Art in your brain has already been copied by me. You are no longer meaningful to me, you go away Go! I have mastered all the Blood Dragon Art, if you don't believe me, I will recite it to you!" After Ouyang Langlong finished speaking, he really started to chant.

Hearing the groaning sound, the little red dragon stopped suddenly, stopped in an instant, hesitated for a while, and finally did not stop, the fiery red figure gradually condensed into a small black spot in the dimness.

"Hiss!" Seeing that the little red dragon really left, Ouyang Langlong couldn't help being a little surprised. The blood dragon formula he recited just now is indeed true, and it is indeed from the little red dragon's memory, but he can only imitate it. I still don't understand the pronunciation of the immortal text of the Bleeding Dragon Jue, so I still can't do without the little red dragon.

What happened to him today, he was just joking with himself before and he would come back after a while. Ouyang Langlong was a little bit confused, so he shouted: "Little Honglong, come back quickly! I promise you it's not enough!"

The Blood Dragon Valley was completely dark, and the little red dragon could not be seen in front of him at all, nor could his echo be heard.

"He's really gone!" Ouyang Langlong said to himself. I felt a little bit reluctant, and said a few words from my heart, although I have been using him all the time, the only purpose of giving him the elixir is to learn his blood dragon art. But after getting along with him for several months, it has become a habit to hear his voice begging for pills from time to time, and to see his appearance. Now I kind of like his chubby look from the bottom of my heart.

He left like this, Ouyang Langlong was a little bit reluctant, and felt a wave of turmoil in his heart. This wave is pure nostalgia, without a trace of dust stains in it.

This kind of nostalgia for oneself in the emotional world has only been for my mother before. Although my father is a wicked old tree demon, my mother is a dignified and beautiful ordinary woman in the mortal realm. After training, I have the cultivation base of alchemy of. Mother is very kind, she is kind to everyone, and she has infinite love for herself, unlike the father of the old tree demon, in his eyes, she is just a tool, a slave.

It's a pity that my mother died. She was killed by countless so-called colleagues from the Xuanling Sect who broke into Ouyang's Feixuanfeng Tongyun Palace in Liufeng. When my mother died, she was terribly stabbed with dozens of weapons. But before she died, she was still clutching the newly made clothes for herself.

My beloved mother is gone. Ouyang Langlong once collapsed and almost committed suicide, but suddenly he thought that his mother's revenge had not been avenged, he could not die, and he must become extremely powerful. All this was caused by Xuanlingmen Yes, especially that Liu Qianlang, from now on he has a way to go, and that is to avenge his mother.

Ouyang Langlang glanced at the direction where the little red dragon disappeared again, but the familiar red color still didn't appear there.

Ouyang Langlong let out a long sigh, and said in his heart, let's go, after all, what should go can't be kept. Then he sat down cross-legged, and he needed to think about his plans for the next day. ,

At this moment, Ouyang Langlong suddenly felt the red rays of light shooting from his head, and was startled in his heart. The figure that had just sat down suddenly bounced up again, and quickly raised his head to look high into the sky.

I saw a red ribbon of fire twisting and circling at a height of several tens of feet in the void, and there was a bright red light ball jumping up and down inside it. There were many rays of light in the light ball. It's from there. The light became stronger and stronger, and soon the entire Blood Dragon Valley was covered in a red world.

"Ah! It's so uncomfortable! Brother Xiao Qiaolang! Help me!" The little red dragon's painful voice came from the fire belt.