New White Snake Asking Immortals

Evening twilight setting sun, through the stained glass grille window.

Inside the Immortal Palace, Xia Lan looked anxious.

"Grandmother has already told me that grandfather, you are going to the battlefield with other immortals to plan for Sister Bailong..."

Xia Lan spoke with the white-haired and white-bearded Xia Xianjun in a crying voice. It was true that her grandfather loved her granddaughter, but she also knew that it was difficult for the immortals to be persuaded in the face of enough interests. It's definitely not easy.

Xia Xianjun raised his hand and stroked the top of his granddaughter's head.

"I know that you and Bai Long have a very good personal relationship, but in this prehistoric fairyland, some things can't help you, since the heaven has passed, the old army should end, Shi Ye, luck, only Bai Long jumped out of fate, no one I would like to see the white dragon change its trajectory."

Even the most peaceful Xia Xianjun is worried about the newly emerging spoilers, not to mention the other overlords of the Immortal Realms who are single-mindedly vying for hegemony.

In fact, there is a deeper reason, the white dragon has too many halos.

Over thousands of years, a little dragon that soared from an ordinary lower realm has grown into a powerhouse today.

Holding the ancient dragon court emperor's magic weapon, integrated with the Kunlun ruins, holding the key to the Beitianmen, he can enter and leave the heaven at will, and he suspects that there are other secrets...

Xia Lan grabbed Grandpa's hand and tried hard to think of a reason to help Bai Yujun.

"But... but the white dragon is very pitiful~"

"pitful?"

Lao Xianjun felt that he was about to forget the word "poor", and Xianjie had no sympathy.

"It's really pitiful. There is only one dragon like her in the heavens and the world. Other dragons are used to suppress the four seas. She is the only dragon left in the glorious dragons that once spread across the heavens. It's so pitiful..."

Xia Lan continued.

"We all have the same family, but she is alone."

"As the only remaining dragon, the entire flood is plotting against her, harming her, plotting against her, and finally has the protection of the heaven, if the court is gone today."

"Maybe one day the dragon family will really be completely extinct. What's the point of such a flood."

"Actually...she just wants to live."

Xia Lan inadvertently said Bai Yujun's greatest wish.

In the fairy hall, the little girl was still trying to find a reason for her grandfather to give up, but she couldn't move Xia Xianjun's decision.

Everyone knows Xiaoxiao's scheming, and it is more of a conspiracy, even if he is reluctant, he has to agree to it.

Hearing the granddaughter say a lot, the old fairy is just silent, there are too many things involved, and the granddaughter doesn't understand.

Outside the window, the setting sun and sunset are gradually setting, and the silver moon hangs in the air.

Although candles were lit in the hall, Xia Lan still felt a little dark.

Worrying, pleading, talking a lot.

Still can't change the old fairy's decision.

Xia Xianjun touched his granddaughter's head.

"Lan'er, grandfather will promise you everything in the future, but I have to go today."

"..."

Xia Lan opened her mouth but couldn't find a reason to stop it.

Almost instinctively, I felt that I should help Bai Long, some kind of natural closeness, and suddenly I found that I couldn't help Bai Long. I felt a deep sense of loss and guilt in my heart, and I deeply felt the reality of the prehistoric times, and I felt a sense of powerlessness.

Lao Xianjun sighed, patted his granddaughter's hand, and stood up.

Dressed in extravagant yet simple fairy clothes, the pendant on the waist revealed the power of Xian Xian. For this battle, Xia Xianjun took out the treasure that had been silent for a long time.

Seeing my granddaughter sad makes me feel bad.

"Relax, I'm just going to the battlefield of gods and demons to compete with Erlang God."

Hearing this, Xia Lan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked sad.

"grandfather……"

Couldn't recall Xia Xianjun.

I only saw the stalwart figure walking out.

this moment.

Xia Lan felt that she had grown up and was no longer that innocent girl.

He raised his head and tried to stop the tears, and in the blurred vision, he saw the blurred back was about to walk outside the door.

"Grandfather, you are all wrong."

The old Xianjun paused for a while, froze in place, turned his head in surprise, did not understand why the granddaughter who had always lived under the care of Xianyu would say such words, felt that the granddaughter was a battle of spirits, and decided to listen to what she had to say first.

Xia Lan raised her arms and wiped her face with her sleeves.

"The evil ghosts of **** are rampant, you have compromised, and you have to sit back and watch the fire of **** burn everything, and the demons have invaded, and you have also compromised, and even bowed to the demons for the battle of the fairyland. Grandfather, do you think such a fairy will become the king of heaven Lord?"

"This……"

The old Xianjun was shocked.

However, the granddaughter's words continued, telling the fact that he had never thought about it and dared not think about it.

"Our various immortal domains are dominated by clans, despising outsiders, and calculating against each other within the clan. Do you think such clans can really become the masters of heaven?"

Xia Lan shook her head.

"You are all wrong."

In an instant, Xia Xianjun seemed to be getting old, looking at the night outside the door with a blank expression, and gradually, there was a sense of decadence.

The granddaughter's remarks were like a blow to the head, and woke up Xia Xianjun, who was deeply trapped in it. Recalling the actions of the immortals in the immortal realms since the great change in the heavenly court, there is really less heroism and light, more conspiracy and scheming, ignoring the suffering of all living beings, bowing to the demons, Now Fang Zhi has already lost everything.

With a long sigh, he turned around with a wry smile, and decided not to go...

...

The battlefield of gods and demons on the edge of the world.

The light of the spell flickered brightly, and the sky above was bright, and the shouting and roaring and the sound of weapons crashing were endless.

In the fierce burning monstrous bone-eating flames, Bai Yujun shook off the monster on the tip of the spear.

The dragon's tail swept across, the spikes of the tail penetrated a demon head, dragged it back into the flames to burn, indifferently watching the demon head burn into ashes, but he was unharmed, and he didn't know that some ancient relic cast a spell. The bone-corrupting flames failed to burn Bai Bai, but the devils fell to their knees.

Both the old army and the demons were confused, and vaguely remembered the long-lost legend.

"Dragon and phoenix and other divine beasts have the talent to break the law..."

In fact, it only weakens the damage of the spell to itself, not a complete solution. Even so, it is against the sky, not to mention that the strength of the caster is far inferior to Bai Yujun.

No one noticed that Bai Yujun's pupils adjusted the focus and seemed to see something.

"I've been waiting for a long time, has it finally started?"

at this time.

The rear of the demons suddenly roared in unison, as if some kind of magic name.

The monsters who have not yet fought smashed the ground rhythmically with their weapons, roaring in bursts, as if to greet them.

Bai Yujun turned around and saw that there seemed to be something coming out of the surging demonic energy. It was very big and had an ancient aura. Judging from the smell, it should be a genuine antique.

Finally, a huge, shriveled head appeared in the dark demonic energy, like some kind of ancient beast... a corpse.

There are two heads, one large and one small, with a hole in the neck.

Groups of monsters cheered at the corpse of the beast.

"Well, these idiots still dug up the body of some unfortunate person."

I can't remember where I have seen a similar corpse resurrected before~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It may be a reality or a retrospective mirror image.

When I think of the fact that I stuffed the vast ancient battlefield to the boy in Zhenbei, it seems like a loss. If all of them are made into this thing, wouldn't it be invincible in the world.

Suddenly, the pointed ears caught some kind of weird bone flute sound.

The tone was long and low, and Bai Yujun's hearing talent even recognized that the bone flute had only three holes.

The sound of the bone flute changed, the two heads the size of the corpse of the beast suddenly opened their eyes, the red light flickered and became more and more intense, and it actually came to life!

The tone changed again, the corpse of the fierce beast raised its legs and took a stiff step, ignoring the various chaotic attacks on both sides of the army, and walked forward, staring at the monkey.

"It turns out that the bone flute is used to control the corpse, and breaking the bone flute according to the rules is the best way."

"but……"

"Benlong prefers to blow up this mummy directly."

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