World of Immortals Chapter 162: I am a dragon
In the Southern Wilderness and the Million Yuan Mountains, I don’t know how many secrets are hidden. Endless myths and legends have flowed out here, leaving many beautiful or terrifying stories for future generations.
At this moment, the three outstanding young masters of the Southern Wilderness almost ended their training process together, and set off on their way home in three directions, aiming at the Emperor City!
A Wu Xingfeng came from the Northland, and there were some gossips and legends. In addition, the two top young strong men of the Northland also came to the Celestial City one after another, to come to meet the strongest of the Southern Wilderness young generation.
Yu Wenfeng, Dugu Sword Demon, and the handsome blue-haired man came out for them.
The Beast Contest is approaching, and it is also the time for the young generation of top repairers to face off. In addition to the Southern Wilderness and the North, there may also be young leaders from the wider area of the Longevity Continent.
Undoubtedly, there will be a hurricane enveloping the Celestial City next, and an all-around beast contest may evolve into a cultivator confrontation contest.
Fights originate from people, and the Beasts Contest arises because of people, and the Beasts are also fighting people!
The young generation is the most energetic generation. Their confrontation will be particularly eye-catching. Some strong young men’s life will be as short and beautiful as a meteor, and some strong young men are destined to last as long as stars. Resplendent, no one can stop their fall and rise. The current winner may be the king of this land in a few decades, and the pattern of great power may begin to emerge in a few decades.
Haiyuntian has already left. Xiao Chen thought quietly for a long time by himself, and Hai Yuntian's revelation surprised him very much. He had already decided to "play with the mud." Let them misunderstand. Or he should be more proactive in misleading them, it is very important to have such an identity!
Although the layout of the residence is small, the garden-like layout is still pleasing to the eye. Xiao Chen is walking, passing several pavilions in the middle courtyard, crossing a vine frame, and walking on the white marble bridge, a few stone beasts flow out of the mouth Bulgur clear spring. Converge into the pool under the small bridge.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen's gaze froze, and he was surprised to see the little white turtle running away.
Under the stone arch bridge of white marble, a small white turtle is chasing a group of goldfish swimming in Zhenghuan.
To Xiao Chen's surprise, the little tortoise with the big fist really didn't look like a tortoise at all, but rather like an elf wearing a tortoise shell, and his movements were very light and natural.
"This..."
Finally, what made Xiao Chen stunned was that he had his belly upside-down, and he was backstroke comfortably in the pool. The four small tortoise claws were very light and agile. Not a trace of clumsiness.
"Is this... a tortoise?" Xiao Chen seemed a little disbelieving what he saw before him. This thief, little tortoise was too weird! He didn't laugh unconsciously until he stared at him for several minutes.
When Xiao Chen tried to fish it up, he was taken aback. The little white turtle flashed away like an electric light, and shook it slightly before rushing up. The speed was unimaginable. Ke Ke and Xiao Long tried. Catch it several times without success, it can be used to describe it without a trace.
And what shocked Xiao Chen was. The black iron **** chain no longer locked it unexpectedly, and fell off the turtle shell in the lotus pond.
The little white tortoise was looking at him violently, as if laughing, yes, just laughing, not nervous at all!
"How could this happen, what happened?"
Until. Three skeletons walked and gestured continuously. Xiao Chen understood what had happened, the last time Xiao Shoulong was seriously injured. The little white tortoise drank a lot of blood from the little stubborn dragon, and then ran away thiefly, and the chain fell off when it reappeared.
Xiao Chen was very surprised, thought a little, and then as if talking to a person, he asked the little turtle with a white shell leisurely on the stone arch bridge, and said: "Little thief, you are free, why are you running back?"
Even though Xiao Chen looked calm, his heart was ups and downs. After all, according to speculation, this might be a sealed dragon! Now, he has obtained the body of freedom, but finally has not restored the original appearance of the dragon body, and is not worried about its tyrannical destructive power.
With a light shake, the small white turtle with the big fist seemed to have traveled through the space, appeared in front of him, and then thiefly carved three ancient characters on the stone slab.
This made the snow-white little beast Keke round her big eyes, and then stretched out the furry little beast claws and rubbed his bright big eyes vigorously, and the little stubborn dragon also showed a look of surprise.
Stunned! Looking at its ancient strokes, it resembles the legendary ancient divine writing, Xiao Chen only knows the character "dragon" that has never changed since ancient times.
After observing and trying to figure out for a long time, Xiao Chen said in surprise: "I...I am...Dragon!"
"You..."
When Xiao Chen guessed the meaning of the other two words suspiciously, he suddenly showed an incredible expression. Although his mood was very different from the past and improved a lot, he still couldn't help being shocked.
The original conjecture has been confirmed!
With a slight shake, the little white turtle left an afterimage on the small stone arch bridge made of white marble and disappeared.
In the early morning of the second day, someone came to visit. It was an old man with a childlike face. It was difficult to guess his age. Maybe he was only fifty or sixty years old, but it looked like a hundred years old. Although he was an old man, his eyes were like sea water. Profound.
This old man is very extraordinary, this is Xiao Chen's direct perception. He guessed that it might be the Patriarch or elder of a certain big power, mostly for his identity.
When the old man explained his intentions, Xiao Chen discovered that he had guessed wrong. The old man did not come for him at all, but came for King Qin Guang, Yama, and Samsara.
"I am a spiritualist, and I have a lot of research on life spiritism. I want to communicate with these three skeletons often..."
The old man was very kind and expressed his meaning in a tactful manner. Although he said he wanted to communicate with the three skeletons, Xiao Chen felt that the old man seemed to want to accept disciples. He seemed to love talent, yes, it was love. talent! That look is undisguised.
Xiao Chen was a little surprised, this...how does the old man look at the three skeletons?
The light of the soul is flickering, and the old man can actually have a direct soul dialogue with the three skeletons!
The result is no suspense. The three skeletons want to practice with the old man.
"Don't worry, if you want to see them, you can go to the Beidou Academy opposite at any time. I live in the depths of the academy." The old man smiled and said, "Their souls are very powerful. In the middle of the night, when I meditate alone, I can always feel that wave of fluctuations. I found it out of curiosity."
After listening to the old man’s brief description, Xiao Chen already understood what was going on. He couldn’t stop it. This is a good thing. According to the old man, the three skeletons might regenerate one day in the future. This is an opportunity!
When the old man left with the three skeletons, the dead fat Zhuge Liang came here with a smile on his face. He looked at the back of the old man when he left, and muttered: "Who is the old man, Brother Xiao? How do you talk to my family? A portrait is very similar."
Afterwards, the handsome Hai Yuntian also came here.
When they heard Xiao Chen's story about the old man, the fat man almost fell over in shock.
"The old man is still alive?! This...it must be him, the person in the painting in my family." The fat man's tone was very affirmative.
"Who the **** is it?" Xiao Chen was aroused by him.
"All I know is that he lives in Beidou Academy and is a spiritual warrior who specializes in life spiritism. He once saved the life of my grandfather's grandfather."
Hai Yuntian was a little fainted by him, his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, how old is that? !
Xiao Chen was very surprised at this, but at the same time he was very happy. The three skeletons seemed to follow the right person.
"Xiao Chen, you better be careful."
This is Hai Yuntian and Zhuge Liang’s advice to Xiao Chen. Although Hoffman and Zhuge Kun were reprimanded by their father, they were not allowed to get into trouble again without knowing the identity of Xiao Chen. How could a scumbag listen to the advice and secretly summon the party members to attack Xiao Chen.
Then the two left.
After that, Xiao Chen took the Xiaolonglong and Ke Ke flew to the mountains outside the Tiandi City. He wants to continue to practice and is ready to clean up the two scums when he comes back.
This decision almost suffocated Hoffman and Zhuge Kun to death! It was finally arranged, but no one was found. It was like clenching a fist, only to find that it was hit in the air ~ IndoMTL.com ~ lost the shadow of the opponent.
I couldn't use it. In the next few days, Hoffman and Zhuge Kun wanted to vomit blood in depression, too depressed.
In the barren mountains and forests, Xiao Chen and Ren Keke and Xiaolong rushed into the primitive mountains, sitting quietly under a huge waterfall, leaning his upper body, letting the thunderous torrent of three thousand feet He fell from the cliff and hit his bronze body.
Three thousand feet of waterfall, in front of the cliff, the white torrent is like a galloping army, deafening. At such a height, the downward impact is unimaginable, but Xiao Chen is like a rock, motionless, and a huge waterfall like a horse is constantly hitting his body like a huge hammer, bursts of shining brilliance from him. Glittering from the bronze body.
For ten days, stand still!
Xiao Chen is not only refining the body, but also refining the mind. At the center of the deafening waterfall sound like still water, the divine consciousness is condensing and sublimating.
On the eleventh day, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes were like a blade. The bronze body shone brightly, and there was a clear roar, and his long black hair danced wildly and flew down. The next big waterfall turned upside down in an instant!