New White Snake Asking Immortals

In the quiet ink painting space, the huge black-gray dragon soul and the little white Jiao face face to face.

The black-gray ink dragon soul also arched its body and raised its head high, looking majestic and domineering in all directions.

The body gap is too big, Bai Yujun is the difference between adults and children in front of Dragon Soul.

Dragon Soul Divine Martial Arts, but the little white Jiao in front of him is different...

Although I also bowed my body and raised my chest and raised my head, I always felt that there was a smell of thieves. Instinct habit, you must know that when Voldemort is used to it, it is difficult to jump up again.

The ink dragon looked down, maybe he didn't expect Xiaobai Jiao to be so cunning, shook his head and raised his head in a mighty shape.

It seems that Bai Yujun follows him and learns how to be a real dragon.

Let’s just follow along and learn, even if this old guy has only a few remnants left, it’s not something we can afford now. Maybe he can teach some benefits such as the secrets of the magic dragon transformation when he is happy, and then raise his head high. To be domineering, it's just the eyes that glance around to destroy the momentum.

Dragon Soul shook his head, raised his paws and patted Xiaobai's head lightly.

Bai Yujun was startled and quickly posed, trying her best to look super fierce with her teeth bared.

This time, the ink dragon finally nodded.

Then, it began to wander and circle up and down again, as if showing the artistic conception of flying and wandering, so that Bai Yujun could understand and learn. Climbing too much, it looks like a real dragon rather than a local ruffian snake.

When he landed, he blinked at Bai Yujun, and a certain Bai quickly learned how to fly and walk around.

However, as always, the stubborn eyebrows...

Dragon Soul raised his claws and scratched his head, which seemed unbearable, and then raised his claws and knocked on Xiaobai Jiao's head, causing a certain white to stagger.

"roar~"

Very fierce, and he can actually make a sound, why didn't he speak so early?

It seems that he can only roar but can't speak. Forget it, just be obedient and follow along. It's better to have a real dragon to teach with heart and learn some skills.

As a result, a certain white was flying around in the space like an ink painting on rice paper, exhausted.

Fortunately, in the end, I gradually mastered the charm of the real dragon, which is much more elegant and agile. Although I can't help but look around occasionally, in general, I have mastered many tricks and no longer crawled in confusion and instinct.

Busy for a long time, teaching a lot, even if Bai Yujun is physically strong, she still feels exhausted...

Learning to learn, suddenly the dragon soul quieted down and stared at the little white Jiao, Bai Yujun didn't know what the dragon who had been dead for many years was in a daze.

It seemed that he wanted to remember the appearance of Xiao Bai Jiao, and after watching it for a long time, the giant dragon suddenly recited some kind of complicated and eloquent mysterious language, and Bai Yujun heard it half-understood.

If you guessed correctly, it should be the language of the dragon. Bai Yujun is currently only a scorpion, so he can understand a few words and words more or less. , can infect the mood, at first Bai Yujun was still curious and wanted to learn the language, listening and listening, moved and saddened her heart...

With the chanting, an indescribable mysterious luck blesses the body, and the destiny is blessed...

Warm and refreshing, Bai Yujun can feel the care in it, this remnant soul who has been dead for tens of thousands of years is exhausting the last strength to bless, praying for his own white flood...

However, it is suicidal...

Although it is only a remnant soul, it can continue to exist. Maybe there will be a chance to resurrect in the future. The dragon language blessing it uses consumes a lot of money. It can be said that it is no different from dying words.

"Hey! Stop! You're going to die!"

"Hoo! Are you crazy!"

Longhun looked at Xiaobaijiao with a smile and continued to recite. There were ink paintings around him, all of which were the ones he had seen before. The landscape and the attic were ink and blue, but those paintings began to collapse.

The dragon is about to die, and at the last moment chooses to burn himself to illuminate the future of the younger generation...

The mysterious ancient dragon language murmured, Bai Jiao's luck is undergoing essential changes, and it is the most mysterious thing to think of one of the most mysterious abilities of the dragon family, the dragon's covenant.

Bai Yujun can't stop its self-termination, all he can do is listen quietly...

The ancient dragon language and the care and care in it unconsciously moved Bai Yujun, both happy and uncomfortable in her heart, knowing that the friendly and similar seniors are about to dissipate the last hope between heaven and earth, and her heart is like a knife twisted and sad.

A sentence of dragon language echoed in the world of ink painting, and the speed of the collapse of the picture accelerated.

"Can you not die..."

"There is only myself in this world..."

"Actually, I'm very timid. I've been thinking about how to live. I'm a coward..."

Tears from the corners of Bai Jiao's eyes fell down the white jade scales...

After the blessing of the dragon language was completed, a divine light descended from the sky and fell on Xiao Baijiao.

The ink dragon raised its head again, raised its chest and raised its head high, and glanced at Bai Yujun, Bai Yujun blinked and wiped away the tears, then raised his head, no longer flinched, learned the majesty of the dragon, and the bone spurs on the back exploded to show the most domineering On the side of Shenwu~www.wuxiamtl.com~ at least let this giant dragon, who is about to dissipate between heaven and earth, know that what it finally taught is not waste!

One big and one small stood face to face, like a toddler standing in front of an adult.

The huge dragon soul smiled, it will not die so quietly, even if it dies, it will leave majestic, the dragon has the majesty of the dragon!

Head up, growl...

"Roar~!"

This is the real dragon song, the dragon song is melodious and majestic!

Then he looked down at Xiaobai Jiao, it seemed that he continued the previous teaching and let Xiao Bai Jiao learn how to roar and roar. His eyes were full of encouragement and expectation, and he no longer patted Bai Jiao's head.

Bai Yujun raised his head and opened his big mouth and roared hard!

"Roar!"

Compared with the real Dragon Yin, it looks a little immature, not so shocking and not so fierce, less domineering and more tender, the ink dragon soul nodded after listening, and raised his head again to roar.

Xiao Bai Jiao yelled, trying to make himself look fierce.

One big and one small giant dragon and white dragon, standing face to face on all fours, bowed their bodies, raised their heads and roared in the sky.

Ink Dragon Soul roared and laughed, lovingly looking at this little cub of the same kind.

Continuing to roar, all kinds of landscapes and pavilions in the ink painting world almost collapsed, and the ink painting on the body of the dragon soul began to dissipate, turning into ashes in the sky and gradually becoming the same color as rice paper...

Finally, Shenlong announced his return to heaven and earth with a loud roar.

"Roar~!!"

As if a gust of wind blew, the ink dragon completely dissipated, and the surroundings became white again, leaving only a dead bone to continue to suppress the sea of ​​ice corpses.

"Roar! Roar...!"

Bai Jiao still kept roaring, and the tender dragon roar echoed, and the heart-piercing dragon roar seemed to be sending off the dragon, lonely and desolate...

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