The evil dragon failed to overcome the tribulation and fell miserably in front of the cave. The dark clouds above its head gradually dispersed, and the sun once again shone on the earth.
When the iron tiger and the ice lion saw that the dragon was so seriously injured, they rushed out of the cave and licked the wound of the dragon.
In the blink of an eye, there were two more people in the sky.
A young man and an old man.
The young man was born with broad shoulders and a broad forehead, his face was as sharp and hard as a knife or an axe, he was nine feet tall, his whole body was muscular, and he was wearing a white gown, which made him look powerful.
He is the Qingpeng King with the strongest cultivation among the younger generation in Shacheng!
The old man next to him has white hair and beard, his face is wrinkled, and he has no vitality at all. He is stooped and wearing light-colored coarse linen clothes. He looks like a dying old man. This man is the father of King Qingpeng——
Old Peng King.
The old Peng King looked down at the evil dragon below with a calm expression, and said calmly: "The evil dragon failed to overcome the tribulation. This is our only chance."
"It's a pity that my cultivation is limited and I can't fight with him. It's a pity." King Qingpeng's eyes boiled with fighting spirit.
King Lao Peng said: "I brought you here this time to give you some experience. When fighting, you only need to protect your own safety and there is no need to intervene."
"Yeah." King Qingpeng is very sensible.
"Dad, the evil dragon's failure to overcome the tribulation caused a huge commotion, and the surrounding strong men were attracted here. It has been so long, why are we the only ones here?" King Qingpeng asked.
King Lao Peng did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look at the eastern sky, with a little brilliance in his eyes: "They are coming."
Under the sunlight, two different figures swept over from the east. Only when they got closer did King Qingpeng see their appearance clearly.
Two middle-aged people, one male and one female.
The man has a sweeping sword eyebrow and a majestic appearance. He wears a long golden sword on his waist and wears a fiery red gown. There is a cluster of burning flames painted on the gown. The flame is round and resembles a rising sun.
The woman has a delicate appearance, a pretty face, and cold eyes. Even though she is wearing a fiery red dress, she is as inaccessible as an iceberg, giving people a feeling of being thousands of miles away.
This man and woman are Wu Jian and Shen Honglian.
"Why are the five peak masters of the Wanyang Holy Land only the masters of Wanyang Peak and Nebula Peak here?" King Lao Peng knew both of them.
"To deal with this evil dragon, my junior sister and I are enough." Wu Jian replied with a smile, then cupped his fists and said, "We haven't seen you for many years, but the old Peng King is still as charming as before, even more so than before."
The old Peng King looked calm and said: "The evil dragon's cultivation is all over the world. Even if I take action, I am not completely sure. If you two join forces, I'm afraid you may not be much stronger than me. The other three peak masters of Wanyang Holy Land are not.
You came here because they are in retreat, right?"
"Nothing can be hidden from Old Peng King. The three junior brothers are indeed in seclusion and cannot take action. This time to kill the evil dragon, I hope Old Peng King will help." Wu Jian admitted generously.
"With the three of you and me, we can only defeat the evil dragon at best. If we want to kill the evil dragon, we need the help of one person."
"Who?" Wu Jian asked curiously.
"I." A woman's voice came out.
Several people heard the sound and looked around, and a young woman with a simple face and simple clothes appeared in their sight. She held a young boy about three years old in her arms, and the child was lying in her arms and sucking milk.
"This woman looks ordinary. She has no energy fluctuations in her body. She is not even a cultivator. What's more, she is holding a child. Not to mention doing us a favor, she should not hold us back.
I'm satisfied." Wu Jian was very disdainful of women.
"Our helper is not this woman." King Lao Peng said.
Wu Jian looked shocked and couldn't help but said: "It's not a woman, could it be the three-year-old child in her arms?"
"Exactly." Old Peng Wang replied affirmatively.
Wu Jian was even more surprised, his eyes were full of contempt, and just as he was about to speak, the child in the young woman's arms suddenly stopped sucking, jumped out of her arms, and stood in the void, staring directly at Wu Jian with his big, bony eyes.
The child wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth and said maturely: "Boy, even though I look young, in terms of seniority, you should call me grandpa."
"The little guy has such a bad tone!" Wu Jian thought that children were easy to bully, so he wanted to punish the rude little guy in front of him. After saying that, the energy in his body surged rapidly, and he moved his two fingers together like swords, and quickly turned
, three three-foot long swords condensed from vitality shot out and flew towards the child's face.
The child also imitated Wu Jian's appearance, using his hands to form sword fingers and condensing his vitality into swords. Three identical long swords of vitality rushed out and collided with Wu Jian's long sword.
"Ding ding ding!"
Three crisp sounds were heard, and in Wu Jian's surprised eyes, the three long swords of vitality condensed by the child actually shattered his long sword, and with the remaining power undiminished, they swept towards his face.
With a wave of Wu Jian's sleeves, the three vitality swords turned invisible. Although these three swords did not cause any harm to him, they left a deep impression on him.
"Little guy, can you learn other people's tricks?" Wu Jian no longer dared to look down on children.
The corner of the child's mouth raised, and he said calmly: "This is just a small trick to surprise you so much. If I use my full strength, wouldn't you be scared to death? Haha..."
"You..." Wu Jian was deflated and naturally felt uncomfortable in his heart. Shen Honglian held him back and whispered: "Brother, there is no need to get along with a child. Don't forget the purpose of this trip."
"Junior sister reminded me." Wu Jian quickly adjusted his mentality.
"Old King Peng, I didn't expect you are not dead yet." The child smiled and looked at Old Peng King.
When King Qingpeng heard this, his expression immediately changed and he shouted: "Huangkou boy, do you dare to curse my father?"
King Lao Peng stretched out his hand to stop King Qingpeng, and replied without changing his expression: "Even you, the leader of the Silver Wolf Clan who has lived for more than five hundred years, are still alive, how can I die so easily?"
"Dad, he is the leader of the Silver Wolf clan - Yin Tianba?" King Qingpeng looked at the child in disbelief.
Wu Jian and Shen Honglian also looked at the three-year-old child with surprise. This person turned out to be the leader of the Silver Wolf Clan, which was really hard to accept.
Yin Tianba smiled even more happily and said: "Don't worry, Old Peng King, I will definitely live longer than you. You have been in seclusion for more than thirty years, and you came out of seclusion this time for the amethyst dragon marrow, right?"
"
There is no need to ask this question. King Lao Peng, Wu Jian and others all came here for the Amethyst Dragon Marrow.
"If you don't say it, you'll take it as acquiescence." Yin Tianba changed the subject and said: "That evil dragon is not easy to mess with. I fought with it more than three hundred years ago. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I would have almost died.
He died in its hands. This time we can only kill it if we work together to deal with it."
"This is exactly what I want." King Lao Peng agreed.
"We also agree." Wu Jian also expressed his position.
"Okay, in that case, let's make an agreement first and join forces to fight the evil dragon. If we can kill the evil dragon and snatch the amethyst dragon marrow, we will each rely on our own abilities. If not, we will each escape for our lives. Do you have any objections?"
Tianba looked at several people, and they all remained silent. Silence meant acquiescence.
"Since everyone agrees, then please join hands with me to kill the evil dragon!" (To be continued)