New White Snake Asking Immortals

"Oh, moths to the fire."

Countless phantoms emerged from the peaks illuminated by the flickering light.

He opened his teeth and danced his claws, roaring and swooping, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, swarming towards the light in the center of the square. Bai Yujun held the dragon spear in both hands and danced in the air. For many years, he was trapped in the dragon spear which was too involved and could not be used at will. I felt wronged. Domineering marksmanship can finally be used at will without any scruples at this time.

The sharp blade slid across the phantom easily and cut into two sections...

The dragon spear dazzled and fluttered, the lower half of the cut off shadow dissipated, and the upper body regrew and filled up, but it was much bleak, no longer as solid as before.

Bai Yujun performed his spear skills to the fullest. His moves were like dancing.

"Thunder Gun!"

The dish is glaring, and the vain is hiding away. After being pressed, it will finally understand the strangers who have broken into the invincible. When it is difficult to ride, even if you can ignore the regular attack, you can't resist the mystery gun ...

The strongest and crowned headed phantom raised his head and screamed!

Bai Yujun paused slightly to check the situation.

All the phantoms hidden in the various crevices and caves of the mountain came out, flooding into the square like a tide, the light was suppressed, countless phantoms would rather risk dissipating in the light to rush forward, the darkness compresses into the field, the white rain Jun's range of activities is getting smaller and smaller.

Lightning flashes spread across a large phantom, and the weak phantom instantly turns into nothingness!

I planned to spit out a mouthful of dragon flames to burn the unknown monsters, but after a little thought, I decided to use other ways to deal with it.

He waved and drew a circle, hitting several solid phantoms.

The dragon spear handed over to his right hand, and his left hand suddenly took out a beautiful white paper umbrella.

"Faced with a large-scale siege, spells are more practical. Alas, you forced me to enlarge my moves."

With a flick of a flick, the paper umbrella floats up, rotates and unfolds, and the exquisite ink painting on the umbrella surface changes.

On the ground, a certain white forced back the phantom again.

When the paper umbrella is suspended high enough, the ink in the ink painting of the dragon will turn into a picture of the rising sun. The paper umbrella disappears and is replaced by a dazzling red sun rising in the east. Bai Yujun's solid and phantom shadows couldn't stand the heat and seek shadows to avoid.

Bai Yujun was free and put the dragon spear on the ground and stood beside him.

Two little hands quickly choked...

"Sunrise represents hope, sunset, you can experience it yourself."

The little tiger tooth at the corner of his mouth smirked mischievously, and the scorching sun suddenly slanted westward into the sea...

A setting sun spreads in the water, half of the river and half of the river is red!

For the phantoms, the lack of sunlight in the Lie Sunset Mountain should be a sign of vitality. The strange thing is that all the shadows are trembling as they look at the red sun that has already fallen halfway down the water.

It seems to create a short-lived small space world.

Thousands of strange phantoms with inadvertently clear faces were horrified, and they wanted to escape but there was nowhere to escape. I vaguely felt that when the red sun completely went down, there was a danger of annihilation, and as long as the sun shone, it was difficult to escape.

"Is my new spell good looking?"

"Benlong is good at painting and has superb skills. Next time I will paint better."

The voice fell, and the red sun and the setting sun entered the sea in mid-air.

The phantoms who were hiding and fleeing disappeared silently and disappeared without a trace. The powerful and solid phantoms were illusory and suffered heavy losses. Among them, the king roared in rage, and a certain white sighed. .

The pressure dropped sharply, and the fight was much easier and more comfortable. He took back the paper umbrella and waved the dragon spear casually to suppress the few remaining monsters.

Bai Yujun wanted to seize the leader and asked some things, but he couldn't kill him.

Time passes slowly.

Beating and hitting, suddenly there was a phantom sneak attack and swept the claws.

A certain white lay back to avoid and then straightened up, the speed was too fast, the hood was swept away by the strong wind...

The square is silent...

The surviving phantoms stared straight at the pair of snow-white sacred dragon horns, some dazed, some angry, and more boundless fear, completely lost their courage.

The whispers resumed, and Bai Yujun understood.

They only said one word, dragon, and their expressions were frightened because they were afraid of divine beasts.

Forget it, if you can't communicate, why bother to grab it and make it into powder.

The dragon flame is attached to the dragon spear and is ready to end the fight!

"Be merciful..."

Suddenly someone asked for mercy.

Bai Yujun, who held the dragon spear high and was about to plunge into the head of the solid phantom, paused, but the flames did not immediately retract, and threw out a paper umbrella for warning.

"Which one is talking? Hurry up and get out of here!"

The eyes turned the eyes of truth to scan the mountain peak, and there was no abnormality. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the black stone statue that was slanted and about to fall.

I felt that the black stone statue was not right before, and it really has a strange habitat, no matter what is in it, just smash it!

Too lazy to pay attention to the phantom of the general situation, he raised his dragon spear to gather lightning and prepare to blast rocks.

"Stop your anger...Princess don't get angry...I'll let them stop..."

The inexplicable humming sound was a little dull, and the voice was anxious and frightened.

Zi la la ~!

The electric current sounded, and the slender figure panned and held the gun panning and suddenly stopped! The arc of the dragon gun was less than a punch away from the black stone statue, and the lightning flashed and the stone chips flew.

"What are you pretending to be? Get out of this dragon! Otherwise, smash the stone statues and burn them into ashes to build walls! Or throw you into the underground rift and bury you in the sun!"

"Princess calm down~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Please forgive me if the small hiding stone statue can't get out."

Bai Yujun no longer cares whether he is a stone statue.

"You call me a princess?"

"The dragon son of the dragon clan is the prince, and the dragon girl of the dragon clan is naturally the princess. Thank you to God, the first years of hardship have finally come to the princess, fortunately, fortunately..."

A certain white pouted, suspicious of the words of the guy living in the stone statue.

It seems that this guy is a few years old. Since he meets the princess, he calls him an old monster from ancient times. Otherwise, there is no one in the fairyland and demon world to give the title of the prince of the dragon princess. Beware of old monsters backlash.

"Benlong is neither a princess nor His Royal Highness. You made those ghosts? What the **** are you doing?"

"They... sigh, they are all pitiful people. The catastrophe came and the heavens collapsed. The spirits of the dead have changed into what they are today after tens of thousands of years. They are not human, not ghosts, not gods and demons.

"Well, it's quite pitiful."

Heaven collapsed, stars fell, the sun and the moon disappeared, and the world changed dramatically. After death, he could neither go to the underworld nor be reincarnated. After a long time, he gradually evolved into an unknown monster.

It's very similar, people die as ghosts, ghosts die as ghosts, but there are many differences.

The black stone statue sighed deeply.

Suddenly, the long spear lightly clicked the black stone statue to say hello, and the guy in the stone statue was so frightened that he seemed to be particularly afraid of the dragon spear...

"Ah...hurry...get it away..."

"What are you afraid of hiding in the stone statue, just to greet you gently, does it hurt?"

duh~

Curiosity touched it twice, and the voice of the guy in the stone statue trembled with fright.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... You can't joke, please forgive me!"

"嘁~ cowardly like a mouse."