New White Snake Asking Immortals

Crooked head bowed.

The small mouth holds the release strip, and the long hair is skillfully gathered with both hands, and then tied with the release strip.

The aggression of the carnivorous beast will decrease after eating and drinking, at least in a short period of time, there will be a slight slack phenomenon, turning into a half-human half-dragon form, and carefully combing thick black long hair slowly.

There is no fear, the current Bai, except for the fear of some old immortals, is almost invincible, at least there is no problem in escaping.

In one sentence, Yigao is bold.

Turning back, showing his white fangs, he gave a warning neigh to the scorpion masters who were still gathering around.

"Hi~!"

Long Wei was so oppressed that it was difficult to breathe, and everyone retreated in horror...

The old man raised his hand and signaled that everyone in the Dong Scorpion tribe should not approach. Jiuli and Bai Long had no hatred, and there was no need to fight with the divine beast because of a trivial matter. God knew how many means the divine beast had.

"Old man, you are a little slow, this worm has already been eaten by me."

The little finger pointed to the pile of broken carapace, leaving only the hard shell and internal organs.

The huge wreckage is silent and desolate.

The patriarch of the cave scorpion who lost his arm wanted to seek justice for the holy beast of the tribe, but was stopped by the old man with his eyes.

"Oh, I came too late, the holy beast poisonous scorpion has returned to the embrace of the mountains."

The old man was still very polite.

A white frowned, the old man was a little too polite.

Looking at the mirror image of the future again, there was an obscure resistance at first, but it quickly disappeared. It seemed that Jiuli wanted to cover up some ancient momentum, but it was easy to crack. Watching the changes in the future, Bai Yujun saw that the old man did not set a trap to avenge the scorpion department. , and saw the ancient village of Jiuli Holy Land.

Inside the ancient temple of Jiuli Holy Land.

The white-haired old woman was embroidering needle by thread, and suddenly raised her head, as if she saw a pair of phoenix eyes...

"Ancestral prophecy has arrived..."

The picture is blurry.

Bai Yujun blinked, thinking while touching the dragon's horn.

The old man slowly landed and nodded slightly, maintaining enough respect for the legendary beast.

"Your Excellency Shenlong, we Jiuli invite you to be a guest, prepare the best food and the most beautiful fruit wine, and welcome you with the most grand ceremony."

Hearing this, a white blinked.

I didn't forget the biggest purpose of coming to Jiuli, the half-dragon people are still waiting there.

"Don't be in a hurry to be a guest first, the half-dragon people and the Shenlong Palace may have a dispute, and they may fight.

Spreading his hands, the pile of burnt carapace next to him was particularly conspicuous.

Go on.

"Back then, the half-dragon family took refuge in Jiuli, so is Jiuli planning to give up the half-dragons now?"

The old man first glared at the head of the Dong Scorpion clan, his eyes were full of disappointment, and when he looked at Bai Yujun, he changed his smile back, still very polite.

"Misunderstanding, Jiuli will help the half-dragon people, and there are already experts from our clan to support."

"..."

Bai Yujun didn't understand.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, they are demons.

How did the fearless Jiuli suddenly become friendly? He originally thought that Jiuli would give up the half-dragon people, and he took the opportunity to abduct more young half-dragon people. Suddenly, he almost came to the waist of the dragon.

"The ancient village of Jiuli Holy Land welcomes you."

The old face tried to smile, and the sagging old skin looked strangely smiling.

A certain white touched the smooth and pointed chin.

"What if there is a trap?"

The monkeys do somersaults and shout about safety.

"Squeaky, trap trap~!"

"..."

The old man and the two strong men around him, as well as the Dong Scorpion tribesmen, were dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. If others questioned the sincerity of Jiuli Holy Land, they would have already provoked public anger.

This time it is difficult, and the experienced old man is also deeply at a loss.

The beasts are particularly vigilant, and the more enthusiastic the invitation, the more likely it will cause a backlash. Moreover, they came in a hurry, and they were not prepared to convince the promise, and the scene seemed a little stiff for a while.

Just before a certain white frying scale, the familiar perception is getting closer and closer.

After a while, many experts present saw a figure approaching quickly in the distance, and the whereabouts were very fast. When they got close, they could see that it was a huge colorful butterfly. Mu Duo came, and the mount was very cool.

The monkey scratched its head.

"Squeak, I thought bees flew faster."

Bai Yujun and the old man in the Holy Land took a step back secretly, not liking the big butterfly.

There is a memory of that kind of butterfly in the genetic inheritance.

"Brother Monkey, this big butterfly has average combat power, but it will collect all kinds of pollen and brew a mysterious pollen through talent matching. It usually sticks on its wings, and when it encounters a strong enemy, it will throw the pollen. , is not poison, it doesn't hurt or itch when it falls, but it will make you dance and dance a monkey dance to its rhythm."

"grumble?"

monkeys are scared...

The old man frowned and didn't understand why Mu Duo came.

The little saint of the little tribe, with little reputation and no background, is so low-key that she always sits in the corner during gatherings, making it difficult for people to notice her presence.

He wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but suddenly his whole body froze.

I remember, vaguely remember who said something a long time ago.

There seems to be a small tribe in Jiuli whose sacred beast is the real dragon. No one cared at that time. The totems of the small tribe were all kinds of strange, and it was not uncommon to have dragons and phoenixes.

Now that they are connected, I am shocked when I think about it carefully, could it be that...

"Ha~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lao Duo is here, please keep the butterfly away first, I'm afraid I can't help but spit fire."

The butterfly is too brittle, and one bite of the dragon flame is gone. Bai Yujun doesn't intend to make Mu Duo uncomfortable because of an insect.

And I have no interest in roasting butterflies, and I have no meat to eat.

Mu Duo's smile was quiet and gentle, which could soothe his restless heart and wanted to be quiet with him.

"Bai, you are here."

Gently flew to Bai Yujun.

A smile calms the berserk dragon's heart because of a predation. I remember that Mu Duo likes to lie in front of the window and watch the clouds and mist. At this moment, Bai Yujun is too lazy to fight and just wants to lie on the comfortable soft couch and enjoy the sunshine outside the window.

"It's been a long time, so come and see."

"Well, I know, go for a walk in the ancient village of the Holy Land, it's not a bad thing."

"Okay, it's said that there will be delicious food."

A certain white is obsessed with food, so he took the monkeys to eat Haisai with him.

slap~

Snap your fingers.

A cloud of soft clouds gathered in front of him.

The monkeys jumped up spontaneously, Bai Yujun and Mu Duo stepped on the auspicious clouds, pointed towards the ancient village of the holy place, the cloud rose smoothly and flew away from the cave scorpion tribe. The remains of the scorpion carapace are particularly dazzling...

The old man was a little stunned, and his good words finally became a trap. I don't know which small tribe, the little saint, said hello and left together.

The patriarch of the cave scorpion, who lacked an arm, came to the old man.

"I……"

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Don't say it, you have time to explain to the high priest, change blood? Are you planning to betray Jiuli?"

He stretched his face and snorted heavily, turned around and flew away with his followers, annoyed by the reckless behavior of the cave scorpion patriarch, but more curious about why the Holy Land invited the white dragon, as if he could not see clearly through the heavy fog,

Nothing in the entire prehistoric world can be understood.

The situation is getting cloudy...