New White Snake Asking Immortals

Zhenbei stood proudly like a long spear.

That's right, others have to meditate cross-legged at worst, or lie down at worst. The spirit of the army is different. A dignified soldier must be as tall and straight as a mountain. A soldier should have the appearance of a soldier.

For the country's wings, such as the prosperity of the forest.

The rich black and red evil spirit formed a vortex and belonged to Zhenbei's body, and no one knew the suffering.

The dragon of divine martial arts is coiled, its divine might is like a prison, and the whistling resentment is easily extinguished by Bai Yujun. In a trance, I always feel that there is some kind of mysterious opportunity hidden in the ancient battlefield, looming and mysterious...

The black-red suffocating vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and Zhenbei is soaked with sweat and still gritted his teeth.

Gradually, the evil spirit formed a thin tornado, and the influx speed exceeded the limit of Zhenbei, but the evil spirit gathered at the moment was insignificant to the ancient battlefield. Bai Yujun also began to wonder if he felt something wrong, and the solution was not in Zhenbei. body.

He sighed that Zhenbei was too weak.

It can't even compare to his combat power when he was Bai Jiao.

How to do?

Use the ability to control the wind to forcibly weaken the tornado and prevent the evil spirit from condensing into a cloud above his head. No matter if he can do it or not, he must keep the friends who came from afar to help safe and sound. A certain dragon despises such things as pitting friends.

Unconsciously more than ten days have passed...

A few unlucky people who came from evading the ticket gathered together and nibbled listlessly. A certain dragon listened to Zhenbei saying that they would not die before giving away dry and coarse grain cakes. He ruthlessly swept away their watches, mobile phones and banknotes. Without a signal, it is estimated that the network cannot be used to pay for the bankruptcy.

I haven't been hungry before and I can't feel that hunger, and I have to kneel even if I don't eat for two meals.

Another ten days...

Black and red **** armor appeared on Zhenbei's body!

His eyes glowed red, and he could not see the skin of his face. His dark face only had red light from his eyes. He breathed and breathed in fear.

Zhenbei opened his mouth, his voice was slow, distant, hoarse, and very strange.

"Bai...I can't bear...I can't..."

The huge ferocious dragon head circled to the front and lowered, and the dragon's eyes stared at the man in black armor, seeming to be worried.

The dragon's mouth was slightly open and rumbling and trembling, almost blowing away the unfortunate people next to him.

"Benlong is calculating, wait a moment."

Just now, a certain Bai suddenly felt that a mysterious opportunity was approaching, and was trying his best to deduce the future. However, the anger and resentment in the ancient battlefield were too terrifying to affect the detection of the future. After several consecutive deductions, Bai Yujun knew that his intuition was definitely correct, maybe the way was not. so right.

A few unlucky ones are lucky enough to at least witness the existence of the dragon with their own eyes.

A few days ago, I thought it was a dream when I was asleep, but now, although I found that it was not a dream, I hoped that I was really dreaming.

Although the dragon is auspicious, it is also a ferocious beast.

Just look at it from a distance, if you get close, you will be shocked by Long Wei, and if you are far away, the strange black and red evil spirit is equally terrifying.

Bai Yujun is still calculating, whether he is calculating or looking at the future with his right eye, it is chaotic and fuzzy.

He was so anxious that he flicked his tail, and suddenly had an idea.

Since there is no discovery in the future, why not try to go back to the past, maybe the solution to the problem is in the past? The ancient battlefield is mysterious and unpredictable and cannot be thought through with common sense.

Take the risk, even if it might take a lot of physical effort.

Close your eyes, open your eyes.

The surrounding scenes changed, Zhenbei and the unfortunate disappeared, the dragon skeleton reappeared and covered the original appearance of the dragon gate, and then there was the unchanging black and red space of anger and resentment, and the picture was still.

Bai Yujun understood from the intense consumption that it was not a retrospective failure.

But the ancient battlefield has not changed in the slightest for thousands of years, even if the time is still still, perhaps, it will remain unchanged for a long time until some anomalies are discovered.

Under the tornado, Zhenbei burned black and red flames all over his body, growling dully.

Consider whether to stop killing yourself.

And Bai Yujun, who was caught in the retrospect of time, found an opportunity to solve the hidden dangers of the ancient battlefield. The retrospection stopped, and goodbye to the strange and familiar dragon woman...

The battlefield was brutal and bloody, as if the war had just ended.

In front of her, she was half-human and half-dragon, bathed in blood in white armor, and stared at Bai Yujun with a smile.

Very quiet, like a silent movie.

During the retrospective, Bai Yujun unknowingly changed into the same half-human, half-dragon form, very similar to the graceful woman, except that her eyes were dazed and her head tilted from time to time, the similarity was very high, of course, plus the snow-white dragon horns were not as high as the woman's forehead. , In addition, there is no such noble temperament, it is difficult to get rid of Voldemort's nature.

The woman caressed a certain white dragon's horn with love and pity, and a certain white was dazed, completely frightened by the blood on her white armor, sad and angry.

A pair of gentle palms caressed her pretty face, although she couldn't touch it, she could feel the warmth in it.

A certain white is very comfortable, and unconsciously restrains his fierceness.

The retrospective time is limited, and the graceful woman made dazzling handprints with her hands...

Um? Teaching through time and space?

Fortunately, Longan has a strong memory and remembers the detailed fingerprints carefully and carefully. Perhaps, this is the only chance to properly deal with the ancient battlefield.

At the end of the teaching, the woman seemed to want to say something to Bai Yujun~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The retrospective picture collapsed and everything returned to reality. Bai Yujun, who was still in the dragon body, looked around at a loss, feeling a little sad, as if her chest was blocked and it was uncomfortable to hold back. Noticing that Zhenbei, who was shaky and couldn't hold back the suffocating energy, he really had to stop if he didn't think of a way. If he changed to other powerful gods, demons, evil spirits, and monsters, he might have died of internal disturbances long ago.

"Sister...I can't stand it anymore..."

"Huh? Oh, take a break."

bang~

Heijia Zhenbei fell down, I don't know if he was tired or angry.

The tornado lost its foundation and gradually weakened and disappeared. A few unlucky people who evaded fares had hair like weeds, their faces were greasy and dirty, and there was no contempt or pride in Zhenbei before.

The suffocation of the ancient battlefield was absorbed by Zhenbei, which seemed to increase the strength of Zhenbei, but it was still a drop in the bucket.

With a bang, the dragon's claw strode shook so that a certain poor boy bounced and fell to the ground.

The gigantic dragon head lowered his head to look at the little one, and his nostril breathing almost blew a few unlucky ones away. He took a breath for a long time, and the nostrils were tightly covered after breathing.

Zhenbei suddenly felt that Bai Yujun seemed to have changed, and was no longer as weird as before.

The giant dragon opened his mouth, and the sharp fangs were in front of his eyes, and the voice was low and roaring...

"Benlong already knows how to deal with suffocation, Zhenbei, you... may be very painful, but it will be of infinite benefit to your future. The so-called geniuses are all ants in front of you."

The roar made his eardrums hurt, and Boss Ma's eyes turned white and passed out.

A certain poor boy sat on the ground with his ears covered, looked up at the sharp dragon teeth and felt helpless, and then lowered himself to death.

"It doesn't matter what happens in the future, I'll just accompany you to the end."

"In this case, I will compress and seal the entire ancient battlefield into your soul. Don't worry, you can slowly refine it until the entire ancient battlefield is completely absorbed. How about it? Are you happy to jump up?"

With a loud bang, Zhenbei jumped up and rushed to the Dragon Gate...