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He breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, at least he was not turned into a painting. Although he was confident that turning into a painting based on his beautiful appearance was also a famous painting, it was good to have flesh and blood.

Looking down and flicking the dragon's tail, it seems to have been stroked...

Shrug.

"Do you want to keep moving forward? It's so quiet, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Entering the secret realm in the painting is naturally rendered a little color, no matter from which side it looks like a beautiful lady's picture, the color is soft and warm, more integrated into the secret realm, and has spirituality.

The scenery of the mountains on both sides changes slowly, dissipates, and is painted again, as if someone is constantly creating, and the stone road extends under the feet.

Just keep going, you can always find an exit.

Curved and oblique stone paths run through the forest.

Everything here is drawn, blue stones, bamboo forests, plum blossoms or beautiful roses, sometimes the painting paper is old and yellow, sometimes it seems to be newly purchased, the sky is red with clouds, the birds slowly spread their wings and fly over the mountains and forests, the faint mist rises, first store in the heart, and then Form in the hand, realize the deep thought, good painting will come naturally.

Cross the stone bridge, pass the village, and enter the deep mountain.

When I came to the depths of the classic landscape painting, I finally saw a touch of gold...

It was an ancient tree with horned roots, and the brush strokes were thick and vigorous.

"Hey, like Mu and Xi..."

The towering giant tree looks like a thousand-year-old ginkgo, its golden color is intoxicating. Under the sturdy tree trunk, dragging a white dress and a red cloak, the delicate dragon girl looks up, the bridge of the nose is slightly upturned, the skin is like snow, and the eyes of the phoenix are dazed, slowly raised and slender. palm.

The golden leaves were scattered and sprinkled quietly one after another.

Yu Xianxue caught Qing Ye with her wrist.

"The golden leaves in the misty paintings are falling as rain in the world."

The leaves fall off the shoulders, the black hair seems to have a few more beautiful hairpins, the sky is raining gold, and I look back to the tree, as if there is a tall and majestic figure in a golden robe, the figure in the painting is blurred, But I can feel the gratification and contentment...

Tall and broad shoulders are like a mountain, bringing a strong sense of security.

Carefully came under the tree and looked at the stalwart figure, the conditioned reflex tilted his head.

"You... can you speak? You can also write."

The hazy face seemed to be very happy, and Bai Yujun couldn't see his face clearly no matter how hard he tried.

The dragon horn is bigger and more powerful.

Compared with it, Bai Yujun's dragon horns give people a more delicate and gentle feeling, and they are more gentle and docile in comparison. The shape of the dragon horns may be related to gender.

Can't speak, or is there any reason why he can't write and communicate? Considering that this golden dragon is very good to himself, Bai decided to complete the etiquette first.

Put both hands flat to the left chest, press the left hand with the right hand, bend the right leg back, bend the knee, bow the head obediently and give a big salute.

He secretly looked up and found the golden figure very happy.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked towards the back of the tree, turning his head as he walked, as if to signal Bai Yujun to follow, a certain Bai, who was always known for being well-behaved, hurried forward, and he couldn't refuse anyway, didn't he?

There is a lake of blood behind the tree...

"Is there really dragon blood?"

The strong dragon might make Bai Yujun's head reflect a dragon-like aura, roaring against the dragon's might in the blood pool, but even a pool of dragon's blood is not something that a certain white can compete with. Suddenly, the dragon's might in the blood pool becomes peaceful and peaceful. , Bai Yujun's dragon-shaped phantom also relaxed.

The golden-yellow figure raised his hand to signal, making vague fluctuations.

"You asked me to absorb the fusion dragon blood?"

Shadow nodded.

To be honest, a certain Bai was very moved, and the dragon blood seemed to exude a special aura and couldn't help but want to absorb it, but Bai Yujun really didn't have this hobby, her blood was pretty good, and she slowly evolved.

It is acceptable to hunt, kill, drink blood and eat meat, but he may be his important predecessor, and he really can't do it.

Wanting to give up but reluctant to give up, especially tangled...

Hesitate again and again.

"That... I want to walk slowly, don't give up, don't back down, be myself, dragon, the final destination should be to return to nature and return to the world. I help many dragon bones to rest in peace, um, that's good."

The voice fell, and the golden figure seemed to be shocked.

In a trance, I recalled that the dragon clan tried every way to become stronger, paying attention to whether the blood was pure, and it was normal to integrate powerful blood essence.

However, although it was prosperous for a while, it could not escape the end.

Why let the descendants go through the end of the failure of the ancestors?

Bai Yujun felt that the senior was looking up and laughing, and the laughter came from the bottom of his heart. The ancient creatures were really strange. Even if they were rejected, they still looked very happy. Also cheerful, what a friendly and peaceful years.

Nodding satisfied.

The golden yellow figure waved his hand, and the dragon blood in the blood pool slowly dissipated...

A certain Bai smiled bitterly. Sometimes it's better to be obedient. Alas, it's a pity that the opportunity to soar to the sky is gone.

"The name of Bai Moulong's gluttony has spread all over the world. It's all nonsense. It's obviously very humble."

The tall and majestic figure seems to think that certain white is very interesting.

Turn around and lead the way to the golden old tree.

"Actually, if you want to give me this tree, it would be the best, I will be happy to accept it and never refuse, look at this color, how festive, in fact, I have already raised two trees, not bad for this one haha~ "

If it is really golden leaves, Mu must be very jealous haha.

The tall figure raised his hand and touched a certain white head, especially the pair of dragon horns.

"Huh? What are you telling me?"

Shaking pointed ears is inexplicable.

Suddenly.

Violent energy disorder!

At this moment, a cyclone hung from the huge canopy-like canopy of the golden ancient tree, and the cyclone blew the golden leaves, forming a circular vortex that rolled up countless leaves, and the end went straight to a certain white who had a crooked head to watch the fun. In fact, What Bai Yujun saw was a mysterious energy that was so huge and terrifying...

"Roar!"

Instantly unable to bear to show its original shape, the huge white dragon roared in the sky, full of ferocious and domineering just like the original ink-washed black dragon sect.

No threat, just this energy...

"Wow~ what do you do yourself?"

The tree is not the tree, the leaf is not the leaf, it is obtained by complementing the Kunlun Sacred Mountain with his body.

The golden vortex turned into light to wash the dragon's body.

The fate and fate have almost formed a vast sky, and the once deeply hidden fate has mutated again, becoming mysterious and more difficult to see through.

The huge mysterious energy supported Bai Yujun almost couldn't swallow it.

After reaching a certain critical point, the momentum suddenly changes, and then it increases rapidly!

By chance, it broke through the evolution again, the dragon claws slammed on the ground, and the dragon tail was twisted and the body was visible to the naked eye. It was bigger and more powerful than ever!

There are only minor changes in appearance, and it becomes much longer after lifting.

The vortex is even fiercer~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The vast mysterious energy is crazy, and Bai Yujun does not have any joy brought by the improvement. The huge dragon's eyes are looking at the golden figure with sad eyes.

The leaves were swept away, and the branches and trunks began to decompose and perfuse...

The world in the painting is splendidly illuminated by divine light. From a distance, one can see that the golden divine tree in the middle of the painting's secret realm is rapidly dissolving and absorbed by the white divine dragon.

Left alone in the lonely and quiet world of ink painting.

When fused with mystical energy, it feels like there is an emperor's imposing presence in it.

A white felt that he was about to be forced into the road of rebellion.

Fortunately, the emperor's momentum was hidden.

Otherwise, even the Kunlun Ruins will not dare to go out in the future. As an immortal, he dares to have the fate of the emperor, and he is extremely orthodox and non-slanted.

"I'm a real dragon, I don't want money, I don't want leisure, it's hard."