Chapter 175: Accompany the old man for a drink three
The old man's face was rosy and his aura was even. The fishing rod in his hand looked like a bamboo branch, but it was light golden in color. It had the same aura as the thousand-year-old golden bamboo that Yi Feng had used as a spiritual root, but it was obviously many times more spiritual. And at the front end of the fishing rod
It's tied with a white thread, so it shouldn't be a mortal thing.
After Yi Feng landed, he cupped his fists and bowed to the old man and saluted. The old man just waved his hand and motioned for Yi Feng to sit down and drink. Yi Feng squatted half-crouched and looked along the fishing rod. There was a huge four-footed fish in his spiritual consciousness.
The fish with strange eyes wants to swallow the bait on the hook, but it dares not to take its mouth, as if it knows there is danger.
At this time, the demon dragon chased after him. When he saw Yi Feng drinking wine below, he couldn't help but became furious. After letting out a loud dragon roar, he suddenly jumped down and tried to tear Yi Feng into pieces; while the four dragons in the water
The fish with strange eyes was frightened and ran away immediately, ignoring the fragrant bait.
The old man frowned, and the fishing rod in his hand came out of the water instantly. The long white line became longer and longer, and it shot towards the charging dragon as if it had eyes. After the two met, the long line suddenly folded and then twisted.
Wrap up the dragon's head.
After the white thread wrapped around the dragon, it contracted hard, making the dragon howl and scream, and no longer pounced downwards, struggling to escape in the air.
But the old man didn't give it a chance, and shouted loudly: "Little long insect, come down here!" Then, the old man's arm seemed to retract slightly, and the bamboo pole suddenly shone with golden light, with white threads wrapped around the faucet.
He hurriedly retreated, but the unlucky dragon was dragged into the water alive.
The demon dragon in the tribulation stage was considered a leader-level existence in this psychedelic forest, but it was so easily subdued by this old man, which made Yi Feng tremble in his heart.
"You see, I just asked you to go around and you refused, now you know how powerful it is? If he wants to harm you, no one can save you. This old man is the Chaoyang Crane in the Mahayana period. With his current cultivation level, he can fly with all his strength.
It's at least ten times faster than you using the Tian Zhan Tian Sword." Zhan Tian was a little unhappy with Yi Feng for not listening to his advice just now.
"I think this old man is quite kind. He probably won't harm me. Anyway, I don't have to worry about this dragon anymore." Yi Feng replied in his heart. This sentence was not so much addressed to Zhan Tian.
It was Yifeng's self-comfort. Now, he could only think about the good things.
"I hope so. I still say what I said. I can only keep your soul alive. The worst I can do is take you to take someone else's body." Zhan Tian said in a calm tone.
After the demon dragon was thrown into the water, it howled, probably begging for mercy from the old man. But the old man ignored it at all. He picked up the bamboo pole and knocked on the dragon's head. Immediately, he saw scales on the demon dragon's head.
The armor shattered, and the dragon's blood shot out far away like a fountain.
The old man seemed to be unable to lose his temper with his rod, and then he knocked several rods in succession, saying angrily: "You little worm scared away my fish, let's see if I don't smash your snake head!"
The bamboo pole seemed thin and long, but in the old man's hands it seemed to be extremely powerful. In a few strokes, the dragon's head was deformed, and the dragon's head was covered with dark red dragon blood.
After a few rods, the old man seemed to have calmed down, but the unlucky dragon had already died, and its huge body was floating on the water. It was pulled by the white thread so that it was not taken away by the rapid current. Looking at the man who just looked at
The Tribulation Stage demon dragon that was still chasing him and roaring uncontrollably died just like that. Yi Feng couldn't help but glance at the violent old man.
"Do you think I'm too cruel?" The old man suddenly turned his head, looked at Yi Feng with a pair of bright eyes, and asked calmly.
"Uh... This black loach disturbs the enjoyment of senior's fishing and scares away the fish that senior is about to catch. It is really abominable and deserves to be deserved." Yi Feng hesitated for a moment, then replied firmly, as if the magic dragon was really
It's like a huge sin.
"Haha, you are very good at talking. Come, let's chat while drinking. The old man hasn't chatted with anyone for a long time, so he will talk to you today." The old man said with a smile, and raised his glass at the same time, inviting Yifeng to drink with him.