A touch of orange-red sun rises slowly from where the sky and the sea meet.
A moment later, in that sudden moment, the fiery red sun sprinkled golden spots on the sea surface, dyeing the entire originally dark sea surface.
At this time, the light was shining and it was so beautiful.
Ye Chuxiao looked at the beauty splashing out between that day and the sea, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The night is over, but there are still no signs of the dragon falling.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao once again recalled Ye Chuqi's explanation about the dragon clan in this world.
Dragons are a very special existence in any world.
They are often between demons and gods, and sometimes even demons. Their attributes and cognitions are very diverse, but the same thing is that dragons of any kind and in any cognitive sense have excellent talents, and are relatively
For other practitioners, their lifespan is exceptionally long.
In the wild fighting world, Long...he is a human being first.
All dragons are transformed by humans.
This allows them to be distinguished from ordinary mindless monsters.
People who awaken the dragon bloodline will have the ability to transform into dragons when they reach adulthood.
And 'people' who have the power to transform into dragons are particularly talented in cultivation, and compared to ordinary monks, they still have an advantage in longevity.
Generally speaking, if they do not die prematurely, monks who have awakened the dragon bloodline and have the power to transform into dragons can live to about one hundred and fifty years old. Some will live longer, but they will not exceed two hundred years old at most.
This longevity figure, placed in the universe, is certainly pitiful and far from enough when compared with those of the dragon clan.
But in the Huangdou world, it is the only one, so monks with dragon bloodline are particularly jealous, and there was even a dragon blood craze in the Huangdou world for a period of time.
Many monks are keen on studying the dragon bloodline and want to transplant the bloodline, or make friends with people with dragon bloodline and give birth to offspring.
It was not until later that due to the proliferation of dragon blood, many mixed-blood dragons awakened to become extremely manic and violent, resulting in the cholera dragon blood catastrophe in the entire Huangdou world. This dragon blood fever was stopped. From then on,
The monks and monk families who have the dragon bloodline have once again fallen silent in the Wild Dou Realm.
Most of them flow into the four seas, and some flow into rivers and lakes, becoming the masters of great swamps everywhere.
"The gold in the dragon's mouth fell from the sky. This was the result of accidental timing, but I know nothing about the origin, process, and reason of this incident."
"After all, Ye Chuqi only told me some well-known anecdotes that he knew. He didn't know that he would transcend time and return to his youth. How could he know all the news he heard?" Ye Chuqi said
Xiao sighed again.
Then I looked at the waves hitting the rocks under the cliff.
In the waves, two people were swimming and struggling in the sea water.
One of them, Ye Chuxiao, looked familiar. After a closer look, he remembered that he was clearly the wealthy man from the world who had met him before.
It was different from the previous time when a group of people formed a gang and were very aggressive.
At this time, the two people who came from swimming in the sea and were obviously injured were particularly embarrassed.
They didn't even have enough strength. Although the huge waves under the seaside cliff were turbulent, for the monks, they should have ignored them.
But they could only struggle under the waves and found it difficult to climb ashore.
Ye Chuxiao pointed at a tree vine beside him.
The vines quickly grew and spread, reaching the bottom of the cliff, and fished the two men out of the sea.
After breaking out of the sea and landing on the cliff, the gangster who was originally wearing a black cloak but now only wore a gray cloth short-skin, struggled to get up, gasping for air, spitting out the water in his belly, and retching
After that, he regained his composure, and without seeing Ye Chuxiao clearly, he reluctantly held up his hands, sat on the ground and gasped: "Thank you so much for the rescue!"
"I'm Han Daoxing. This is my brother Feng Yuanlu. I would like to thank my benefactor for the rescue."
After taking a few more breaths, the man quickly raised his head and looked at Ye Chuxiao, feeling suddenly enlightened.
Then he said: "But my benefactor! It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We misjudged the strength of the old demon Dongli. At this time, he is chasing my two brothers. We must not implicate our benefactor."
Ye Chuxiao couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards the powerful people in the world.
When I first met this man and refused his invitation, he didn't bother and left neatly.
At this time, he also issued a warning as soon as possible, obviously not wanting to implicate innocent people any more.
"That's right! It seems that I didn't save the wrong person."
"However, the old demon Dongli you mentioned has actually arrived a long time ago!"
Ye Chuxiao was sitting on the big rock near the sea, seemingly asleep, but in fact he was always on full alert.
At this time, he has entered the realm of wisdom, and his mental strength is strong. He can already easily let his mind go out, and with constant adjustment of rhythm, he can quickly and almost completely integrate into the environment.
The wind in the mountain stream is his ears, the trees on the mountain are his eyes, and the tide of the waves is his nose.
The old devil Dongli, as the gangsters call him, appeared earlier than them.
It's just that the other party also sensed that Ye Chuxiao was not easy to mess with, so he kept hiding in the dark, constantly peeping at Ye Chuxiao, looking for flaws, and at the same time struggling and entangled whether to be Ye Chuxiao's enemy.
At this time, after being exposed by Ye Chuxiao, it was hard for this old devil Dongli to hide any longer.
"Good cultivation and good character. It seems that you are here for me too!"
A cold voice sounded from the mountain col on one side.
Suddenly, a figure 'grew' out from between the rocks.
This man was wearing a blue robe, which was dancing wildly in the wind, but made no sound.
At the same time, his aura was also very ethereal.
Although the person is standing there, it gives the impression that he is just a reflected shadow.
Ye Chuxiao looked at this man and suddenly felt a little dazed.
Through his spiritual eyes, peering into the spiritual light, Ye Chuxiao seemed to see an old but vigorous old dragon from behind this evil old demon.
"He is a dragon... No! He is a monk with dragon blood and can transform into a dragon."
"Could it be that he is the one holding the gold and falling?" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.
"If Old Demon Dongli is the protagonist of Falling Dragon, then where does the 'gold' in his mouth come from? And who shot him down from the sky?" Ye Chuxiao had another question.
But before Ye Chuxiao could come up with a possibility, the old demon Dongli had already taken the initiative and tested Ye Chuxiao.
A manic dragon roar sounded, with a power that shocked the mind.
At the same time, the huge dragon claw that changes reality and reality, burning with blue flames, has covered Ye Chuxiao.
The dragon's claw was flying rapidly, getting bigger and bigger in the wind. From Ye Chuxiao's perspective, this huge dragon's claw almost completely blocked his sight, and it felt like he was covering the sky with one hand.
The dragon's claws were filled with flames, but the vegetation around Ye Chuxiao was rapidly withering.
The rocks are also coated with a layer of poisonous frost.
This flame is not only poisonous, but also a product that goes against the innate attributes, possessing a coldness that is hard to ignore.
Ordinary people, even if they are only contaminated by the slightest trace, their blood will be frozen in an instant, and then they will be corroded by the poison, and there will be no possibility of survival.
Ye Chuxiao waved his sleeves and swept the wealthy man and his companions aside to a safe place.
Although the man was still sitting on the same spot, the sword in his hand had already jumped out of the scabbard and was drawn out at the same time.
The power of Ye Chuxiao's sword was very similar to the sword Zong He had wielded before after breaking into the realm of wisdom.
At first, there was a scene of blazing fire burning the sky.
Then the red sun hung high, scorching all living beings.
Under the overlooking view of this scorching sun, any evil and evil will disappear.
Han Xingdao and his companions huddled aside, and when they saw the knife in Ye Chuxiao's hand, they immediately showed expressions of admiration and horror.
With their cultivation and realm, they are still unable to clearly see and perceive the difference between the mighty scorching sun falling between Ye Chuxiao's sword and the real sun that has jumped out of the sky.
The blade cut through the dragon's claw with green poisonous flames, and Ye Chuxiao's knife continued to move forward majestically.
Old Demon Dongli opened his mouth and spat out, and his old face transformed into a ferocious dragon head.
The dragon opened its mouth and spit out the fishy wind.
Wherever the fishy wind passed, everything decayed. Even the scorching sun where Ye Chuxiao's sword fell was corroded and broken into pieces.
Only Ye Chuxiao's Yuanyang sword, after its clear sound, shook off the filthy air attached to it in an attempt to continue corroding it, and flew back into Ye Chuxiao's palm.
This seems to be just a move against each other.
But the old devil Dongli was still at a disadvantage.
Because, Ye Chuxiao's sword was just for containment.
The real ruthless force is the formation that has surrounded them.
At this time, from the perspective of Old Demon Dongli, the mountains seemed to be rising in rows, and then they were all looking down at him, trying to suppress him under these mountains, between the vast mountains and seas.
"Is there such a big formation here?"
"What kind of madman? Are you wasting resources and time to build such a large formation in this barren mountain?" Old Demon Dongli was shocked all over. He turned around and no longer thought about killing Ye Chuxiao, but only thought about it.
To escape... take advantage of this formation before it is completely closed.
No matter how confident a monk is in himself, he would not dare to break into a large formation set up in advance by a hostile monk whose level is comparable to his own.
It is no longer a matter of seeking death, it is simply a disco dance on the head of the Lord of Hell, and the dance is still a horse riding dance.
"This old dragon... has such a strong tone. He seems to be a poisonous dragon. Such a poisonous dragon, even if it holds gold in its mouth, it will be contaminated!"
"So, it's not this dragon?"
"However, even if it's not him, it should still be related to him." Ye Chuxiao clapped his hands and the formation was completely closed.
The old demon Dongli who transformed into a dragon body and wanted to forcefully break out of the formation was like a loach caught in a net. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
His figure continued to shrink, and as Ye Chuxiao turned his hands, he was already pressed by the weight of the mountain, unable to move.
In the eyes of others, what is pressing down on Old Demon Dongli is not a layer upon layer of mountains, but just some stones.
Looking at it this way, it looks like it is lying on the ground with stones on its back, and then it emits bursts of mournful cries.
The whine followed the lapping of the waves and spread far, far away.
Ye Chuxiao waved his hand, blocking the hearing and vision of Han Daoxing.
Then he walked up to the old demon Dongli.
"Tell me, why did you appear here?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Old Demon Dongli looked at Ye Chuxiao with resentment. In Ye Chuxiao's eyesight, the dragon's head had actually shrunk many times. It was constantly swinging left and right and struggling, as if it was hitting the rock.
Even though Ye Chuxiao was already in the realm of wisdom, he still couldn't really move several mountains.
It’s just borrowing the mountain’s shape and charm.
Old Devil Dongli's collision was actually to shake the mountain of pressure in his 'heart', and then use it to destroy the tightness of the formation and break through the layers of energy blockades.
Looking at Old Demon Dongli who ignored him and was just struggling to run away, Ye Chuxiao squeezed him.
Two talismans spread out in his palms.
An instant later, in Yu Dongli's eyes, endless thunder shone and spread from the top of the mountains.
These thunders are like whips in the hands of giants.
As the giant swayed, thunder struck down and hit his scales hard.
The intense pain spread directly from the body to the soul.
This is not just the power of thunder, it is also mixed with powerful mental attacks.
"Ouch...!" Old Demon Dongli once again let out an extremely strong cry of pain.
Ye Chuxiao did not deliberately prevent the spread of this voice.
He wanted to see if this old devil had any companions.
After being whipped more than ten times, the old devil was already covered in bruises.
"Stop...stop fighting! I said!"
"I was hunted here."
"I was seriously injured and ran all the way here." The old devil said intermittently.
Ye Chuxiao sneered: "Severely injured? I think you are in good spirits."
"You still have time to tell lies. It seems you really want to be seriously injured."
The old devil immediately said: "Don't! Don't do anything. I was indeed seriously injured, but because I stored a piece of old sea cucumber that had grown for thousands of years and had not turned into sperm, I ate it and it was fine. I deliberately let it go and waited for me.
That enemy is coming to hunt me down, so I can set up a trap in advance to imprison him here."
Ye Chuxiao suddenly felt speechless after hearing this.
This old devil... is really unlucky!
He plans to set up a trap here to harm his enemies.
But he would never have thought that someone had already set up a powerful formation at this place earlier to capture him in one fell swoop.
"Who is your opponent?"
"Is it also a dragon?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Old Demon Dongli said: "Yes! He is of the bloodline of the Gilded Dragon, and I am of the bloodline of the Poison Flame Dragon. We were originally from the same sect, but we parted ways many years ago."
"Golden Dragon... This is a match!"
"What is his cultivation level?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Old Demon Dongli said: "Impression level!"
Ye Chuxiao stood up suddenly: "What? The artistic conception level? You, a guy whose wisdom is not yet stable, dare to say that you and the artistic conception are enemies?"
"Who gave you the courage, who gave you the face?"
At the same time, Ye Chuxiao was wary and confused.
It turned out to be correct!
Now it’s not right anymore!
This old demon of Dongli may have some cards and capital, but the gap in realm is difficult to completely make up for with foreign objects.
If the opponent he mentioned was at the artistic conception level, how did he knock it out of the sky?
"Could it be that there are still forces or strong people that I haven't counted?"
"One of the protagonists in the Dragon Fall Incident is not Dongli?"