Chapter 1949
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It was a long time before the little white dragon woke up.
I didn't tell them what happened in the meantime.
Because for the time being, we have nothing to do with the old bastard ITO Changping. Even if we know it, it's useless except for his hatred and fear.
After finishing up, our Party of four continued to march forward.
After this long sleep, little white dragon's cultivation and physical strength recovered a lot.
But Han Laoliu is getting older. Not to mention fighting the enemy, even walking is a problem.
The wrinkles on his face were deeper, his face was covered with dense old age spots, and his thick muscles were not as good as they were. If he is run into by someone who doesn't know him, he must be at least eighty or ninety years old - I'm afraid even his younger brothers who have been around him all the year can't recognize him.
I walked in the front tightly holding two knives. Little Bailong held the crystal ball left in one hand, followed me closely with a flashlight in the other hand. Caiyun girl was a little far away with Han Laoliu on her back.
From the traces on the stone wall and the scattered oval stones buried in the ground, it should have been an underground river channel as early as a long time ago. But with the passage of time, gradually dried up.
There is no trace of the man-made chiseling around cave, and even no trace of the people can be found. It can be seen that this waterway had been dried up for a long time when Emperor Shenwu built tomb.
Walking along, the cave suddenly became flat and wide.
Little white dragon flashed a flashlight around, but he couldn't see the end of it left and right. Only in the middle of the river stood dozens of big round stone pillars washed by the current. The material of these stone pillars is very special. Between the hard granite and Blackstone, there are also some big and small colorful jade.
Under the light of the flashlight, it burns and reflects light, as if someone deliberately built a lamp post here.
After another walk, I saw a man standing in front of me.
This man's dress is very strange. He is wearing a big hat, a coir raincoat cape and a mask on his face.
But what's even more strange is that his dress is centered on his nose and divided into two colors on the left and right sides.
One side is all black, the other is all white.
With a long sword in one hand, it is also black and white.
Although we haven't seen this guy before, we can guess it from eight to nine.
Walking in front of us, there are only four people left.
The mysterious old Dharma protector, ITO Changping, who is good at controlling souls, and quanxia brothers, who are good at Yin and Yang.
Ito that old bastard, one after another to challenge, but all by other people's body, he never dare to show up. From the body shape of the man in front of him, he is in his prime, and he should not be that mysterious old Dharma protector.
Therefore, he can only be quanxiawulang or LIULANG.
Just don't know, why is he standing here waiting for us?
According to the strength level of Tianzhao society, quanxia brothers are just inner door guards, far lower than the level of Takeo real and Dayan Zhitian. Since we can kill here, we can also prove that those who guard outside have already died.
Even if they are not opponents, what's the use of your own defense here?
"Take care of the old man. I'll meet him!" Before I stopped, the voice of the little white dragon turned into a white light and flew out.
Little white dragon is an acute son. He has always believed that anything that can be solved by hands will never be nonsense.
Along the way, he suffered a lot and had a long time to hold his breath. Now he finally saw the enemy. At present, he went straight through without saying anything. Before we arrived, we had a row of ice cones, which were as thick as our arms, flying out!
I don't know if that guy didn't expect little Bailong to fight. He came in such a hurry that he was killed by surprise. He was still arrogant and despised the enemy.
It was not until the ice cone was thrown in front of him that his figure was shaken and his swords were opened.
Dangdang!
Under a burst of noise, the ice cones were cut and broken into pieces.
But I found that the guy's sword move was a little strange.
The right hand sword is normal, and the sword path is superb. The moves are vicious, which really count as the best in the upper sword.
But the left sword is a bit off the table, very slow and stupid, and most of them are cutting the air in vain.
"I'm Xiaquan Wulang. What do you call me?" The man on the opposite side leaped back and walked out seven or eight steps, deliberately holding a pair of fake voices and shrieking.
"What nonsense! Die for me. " Small white dragon drink scolded a, backhand a wave, a snow white ice thorn spear rushed past again.
As the spear flew in, the stones along the road were all frozen and made a long white frost road!
The man didn't fight back. Several clever somersaults hid in the past. With a click, the ice spear fell to the ground and the crushed stone flew around."Oh? Do you hate me so much? If I die, you will be sad. " Said the fellow, full of jest.
It seems that he didn't come to fight, but rather was idle and bored. He came to chat with us specially.
Two attacks in succession left the air, but he didn't even touch the guy's corner. The little white dragon at the top of the ice spear looked at him coldly and had to pay attention to him. It seems that this guy is not so easy to deal with!
The little white dragon sank in his heart secretly, with one hand behind him, and pulled out the crystal ball of the close thing.
"Mountain!" Suddenly burst a drink, bang out of the crystal ball.
Flying snow, howling wind!
A loud bang, a snow peak from the sky! Covering the guy's body, he fell down.
On the broad river beach, a small snow mountain suddenly appeared out of the sky.
The temperature in the four directions suddenly became cold, and the clothes soaked with sweat were frozen like thin iron sheets.
The small snow mountain is about ten meters high and covers an area of 67 square meters.
In fact, it's more like a giant ice cone. It can also be said that it's an ice and snow tomb. It's the unique skill of little white dragon, the ghost of the lonely mountain. ".
The secret of this unique skill lies in that spirit character!
What you see is snow and what you feel is wind. But once you are found by any snowflake, you will have nowhere to escape. The snow will come and cover you! No movement.
This small snow mountain has become your graveyard!
The last time bingyinzi was fighting in devil's Valley, it was because they were from the same school. Bingyinzi was aware of it, which was a bad move. But what chance is there for the enemy who fought with him for the first time to escape?
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It was a long time before the little white dragon woke up.
I didn't tell them what happened in the meantime.
Because for the time being, we have nothing to do with the old bastard ITO Changping. Even if we know it, it's useless except for his hatred and fear.
After finishing up, our Party of four continued to march forward.
After this long sleep, little white dragon's cultivation and physical strength recovered a lot.
But Han Laoliu is getting older. Not to mention fighting the enemy, even walking is a problem.
The wrinkles on his face were deeper, his face was covered with dense old age spots, and his thick muscles were not as good as they were. If he is run into by someone who doesn't know him, he must be at least eighty or ninety years old - I'm afraid even his younger brothers who have been around him all the year can't recognize him.
I walked in the front tightly holding two knives. Little Bailong held the crystal ball left in one hand, followed me closely with a flashlight in the other hand. Caiyun girl was a little far away with Han Laoliu on her back.
From the traces on the stone wall and the scattered oval stones buried in the ground, it should have been an underground river channel as early as a long time ago. But with the passage of time, gradually dried up.
There is no trace of the man-made chiseling around cave, and even no trace of the people can be found. It can be seen that this waterway had been dried up for a long time when Emperor Shenwu built tomb.
Walking along, the cave suddenly became flat and wide.
Little white dragon flashed a flashlight around, but he couldn't see the end of it left and right. Only in the middle of the river stood dozens of big round stone pillars washed by the current. The material of these stone pillars is very special. Between the hard granite and Blackstone, there are also some big and small colorful jade.
Under the light of the flashlight, it burns and reflects light, as if someone deliberately built a lamp post here.
After another walk, I saw a man standing in front of me.
This man's dress is very strange. He is wearing a big hat, a coir raincoat cape and a mask on his face.
But what's even more strange is that his dress is centered on his nose and divided into two colors on the left and right sides.
One side is all black, the other is all white.
With a long sword in one hand, it is also black and white.
Although we haven't seen this guy before, we can guess it from eight to nine.
Walking in front of us, there are only four people left.
The mysterious old Dharma protector, ITO Changping, who is good at controlling souls, and quanxia brothers, who are good at Yin and Yang.
Ito that old bastard, one after another to challenge, but all by other people's body, he never dare to show up. From the body shape of the man in front of him, he is in his prime, and he should not be that mysterious old Dharma protector.
Therefore, he can only be quanxiawulang or LIULANG.
Just don't know, why is he standing here waiting for us?
According to the strength level of Tianzhao society, quanxia brothers are just inner door guards, far lower than the level of Takeo real and Dayan Zhitian. Since we can kill here, we can also prove that those who guard outside have already died.
Even if they are not opponents, what's the use of your own defense here?
"Take care of the old man. I'll meet him!" Before I stopped, the voice of the little white dragon turned into a white light and flew out.
Little white dragon is an acute son. He has always believed that anything that can be solved by hands will never be nonsense.
Along the way, he suffered a lot and had a long time to hold his breath. Now he finally saw the enemy. At present, he went straight through without saying anything. Before we arrived, we had a row of ice cones, which were as thick as our arms, flying out!
I don't know if that guy didn't expect little Bailong to fight. He came in such a hurry that he was killed by surprise. He was still arrogant and despised the enemy.
It was not until the ice cone was thrown in front of him that his figure was shaken and his swords were opened.
Dangdang!
Under a burst of noise, the ice cones were cut and broken into pieces.
But I found that the guy's sword move was a little strange.
The right hand sword is normal, and the sword path is superb. The moves are vicious, which really count as the best in the upper sword.
But the left sword is a bit off the table, very slow and stupid, and most of them are cutting the air in vain.
"I'm Xiaquan Wulang. What do you call me?" The man on the opposite side leaped back and walked out seven or eight steps, deliberately holding a pair of fake voices and shrieking.
"What nonsense! Die for me. " Small white dragon drink scolded a, backhand a wave, a snow white ice thorn spear rushed past again.
As the spear flew in, the stones along the road were all frozen and made a long white frost road!
The man didn't fight back. Several clever somersaults hid in the past. With a click, the ice spear fell to the ground and the crushed stone flew around."Oh? Do you hate me so much? If I die, you will be sad. " Said the fellow, full of jest.
It seems that he didn't come to fight, but rather was idle and bored. He came to chat with us specially.
Two attacks in succession left the air, but he didn't even touch the guy's corner. The little white dragon at the top of the ice spear looked at him coldly and had to pay attention to him. It seems that this guy is not so easy to deal with!
The little white dragon sank in his heart secretly, with one hand behind him, and pulled out the crystal ball of the close thing.
"Mountain!" Suddenly burst a drink, bang out of the crystal ball.
Flying snow, howling wind!
A loud bang, a snow peak from the sky! Covering the guy's body, he fell down.
On the broad river beach, a small snow mountain suddenly appeared out of the sky.
The temperature in the four directions suddenly became cold, and the clothes soaked with sweat were frozen like thin iron sheets.
The small snow mountain is about ten meters high and covers an area of 67 square meters.
In fact, it's more like a giant ice cone. It can also be said that it's an ice and snow tomb. It's the unique skill of little white dragon, the ghost of the lonely mountain. ".
The secret of this unique skill lies in that spirit character!
What you see is snow and what you feel is wind. But once you are found by any snowflake, you will have nowhere to escape. The snow will come and cover you! No movement.
This small snow mountain has become your graveyard!
The last time bingyinzi was fighting in devil's Valley, it was because they were from the same school. Bingyinzi was aware of it, which was a bad move. But what chance is there for the enemy who fought with him for the first time to escape?
It was a long time before the little white dragon woke up. I didn't tell them what happened in the meantime. Because for the time being, we have nothing to do with the old bastard ITO Changping. Even if we know it, it's useless except for his hatred and fear. After finishing up, our Party of four continued to march forward. After this long sleep, little white dragon's cultivation and physical strength recovered a lot. But Han Laoliu is getting older. Not to mention fighting the enemy, even walking is a problem. The wrinkles on his face were deeper, his face was covered with dense old age spots, and his thick muscles were not as good as they were. If he is run into by someone who doesn't know him, he must be at least eighty or ninety years old - I'm afraid even his younger brothers who have been around him all the year can't recognize him. I walked in the front tightly holding two knives. Little Bailong held the crystal ball left in one hand, followed me closely with a flashlight in the other hand. Caiyun girl was a little far away with Han Laoliu on her back. From the traces on the stone wall and the scattered oval stones buried in the ground, it should have been an underground river channel as early as a long time ago. But with the passage of time, gradually dried up. There is no trace of the man-made chiseling around cave, and even no trace of the people can be found. It can be seen that this waterway had been dried up for a long time when Emperor Shenwu built tomb. Walking along, the cave suddenly became flat and wide. Little white dragon flashed a flashlight around, but he couldn't see the end of it left and right. Only in the middle of the river stood dozens of big round stone pillars washed by the current. The material of these stone pillars is very special. Between the hard granite and Blackstone, there are also some big and small colorful jade. Under the light of the flashlight, it burns and reflects light, as if someone deliberately built a lamp post here. After another walk, I saw a man standing in front of me. This man's dress is very strange. He is wearing a big hat, a coir raincoat cape and a mask on his face. But what's even more strange is that his dress is centered on his nose and divided into two colors on the left and right sides. One side is all black, the other is all white. With a long sword in one hand, it is also black and white. Although we haven't seen this guy before, we can guess it from eight to nine. Walking in front of us, there are only four people left. The mysterious old Dharma protector, ITO Changping, who is good at controlling souls, and quanxia brothers, who are good at Yin and Yang. Ito that old bastard, one after another to challenge, but all by other people's body, he never dare to show up. From the body shape of the man in front of him, he is in his prime, and he should not be that mysterious old Dharma protector. Therefore, he can only be quanxiawulang or LIULANG. Just don't know, why is he standing here waiting for us? According to the strength level of Tianzhao society, quanxia brothers are just inner door guards, far lower than the level of Takeo real and Dayan Zhitian. Since we can kill here, we can also prove that those who guard outside have already died. Even if they are not opponents, what's the use of your own defense here? "Take care of the old man. I'll meet him!" Before I stopped, the voice of the little white dragon turned into a white light and flew out. Little white dragon is an acute son. He has always believed that anything that can be solved by hands will never be nonsense. Along the way, he suffered a lot and had a long time to hold his breath. Now he finally saw the enemy. At present, he went straight through without saying anything. Before we arrived, we had a row of ice cones, which were as thick as our arms, flying out! I don't know if that guy didn't expect little Bailong to fight. He came in such a hurry that he was killed by surprise. He was still arrogant and despised the enemy. It was not until the ice cone was thrown in front of him that his figure was shaken and his swords were opened. Dangdang! Under a burst of noise, the ice cones were cut and broken into pieces. But I found that the guy's sword move was a little strange. The right hand sword is normal, and the sword path is superb. The moves are vicious, which really count as the best in the upper sword. But the left sword is a bit off the table, very slow and stupid, and most of them are cutting the air in vain. "I'm Xiaquan Wulang. What do you call me?" The man on the opposite side leaped back and walked out seven or eight steps, deliberately holding a pair of fake voices and shrieking. "What nonsense! Die for me. " Small white dragon drink scolded a, backhand a wave, a snow white ice thorn spear rushed past again. As the spear flew in, the stones along the road were all frozen and made a long white frost road! The man didn't fight back. Several clever somersaults hid in the past. With a click, the ice spear fell to the ground and the crushed stone flew around."Oh? Do you hate me so much? If I die, you will be sad. " Said the fellow, full of jest. It seems that he didn't come to fight, but rather was idle and bored. He came to chat with us specially. Two attacks in succession left the air, but he didn't even touch the guy's corner. The little white dragon at the top of the ice spear looked at him coldly and had to pay attention to him. It seems that this guy is not so easy to deal with! The little white dragon sank in his heart secretly, with one hand behind him, and pulled out the crystal ball of the close thing. "Mountain!" Suddenly burst a drink, bang out of the crystal ball. Flying snow, howling wind! A loud bang, a snow peak from the sky! Covering the guy's body, he fell down. On the broad river beach, a small snow mountain suddenly appeared out of the sky. The temperature in the four directions suddenly became cold, and the clothes soaked with sweat were frozen like thin iron sheets. The small snow mountain is about ten meters high and covers an area of 67 square meters. In fact, it's more like a giant ice cone. It can also be said that it's an ice and snow tomb. It's the unique skill of little white dragon, the ghost of the lonely mountain. ". The secret of this unique skill lies in that spirit character! What you see is snow and what you feel is wind. But once you are found by any snowflake, you will have nowhere to escape. The snow will come and cover you! No movement. This small snow mountain has become your graveyard! The last time bingyinzi was fighting in devil's Valley, it was because they were from the same school. Bingyinzi was aware of it, which was a bad move. But what chance is there for the enemy who fought with him for the first time to escape?
