[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

The rain is getting heavier.

Xie Ci was soon drenched, and his hair was sticking to his cheeks in embarrassment. He belatedly wanted to pinch a spell to avoid rain, but thinking about it, he was completely wet anyway, so he gave up.

The moon was completely covered by dark clouds, the thick fog cleared away, and the heavy rain was pouring down. Xie Ci couldn't see where the disciples were at all. The dense rain curtain cut off all sounds. Xie Ci felt in a trance that only he and the person in front of him were left in the world. A green flood dragon as huge as a hill.

"Who are you?" Qingjiao asked again, thanking him for a long time, he looked a little impatient, his tail flapped twice in the lake.

Xie Ci came back to his senses all of a sudden, and then he realized that this dragon can talk? !

Then he is not a monster, but a demon cultivator!

Xie Ci was about to break out in a cold sweat, and quickly replied: "My... Junior Kunlun Sword Sect Rong Zheng, this time I am bringing my disciples here... Senior!"

He hadn't finished speaking yet, and he didn't know which word hit the opponent's Nilin, the flood dragon suddenly exploded, and its terrifying giant tail swept straight towards him!

Xie Ci hurriedly summoned Yao's light sword to retreat, seeing the dragon's tail slashing towards him with a mighty force, he gritted his teeth and rushed straight up.

Even if you want to fight, you can't fight here, just lead Jiaolong to the deep mountains, old forests or the sea!

Qingjiao seemed to have seen through his intentions, snorted coldly, but didn't see any movement, and thick fog appeared on Wuling Lake again.

The torrential rain was pouring down, but the dense fog gathered tightly and tightly adhered to Xie Ci's body.

Xie Ci stagnates.

In such an environment, not only the five senses are limited, but even breathing gradually becomes suppressed.The dense fog was like a thick wall, almost trying to crush him to death inside.

He couldn't see his fingers, and was surrounded by darkness. Apart from the slight pain from the rain on his body, he could hardly feel the existence of anything else—not to mention seeing where Jiaolong was, he was not even half an inch away now. Identify people and animals.

The most frightening thing was that although he was in a hurry, Jiaolong seemed not to be affected by the fog at all.Moreover, the fog seems to be able to absorb sound, and the flood dragon that originally caused a huge movement seems to melt into the dense fog without a sound.

Xie Ci narrowly avoided Jiaolong's giant tail with sharp barbs, but was still thrown away by the fierce fan it brought up.

Just as he stabilized his figure, that tail flicked over again in hot pursuit!

Xie Ci complained incessantly, and only managed to block the Yaoguang Sword in front of him in time, the giant tail smashed hard on the Yaoguang Sword, the body of the sword trembled and let out a long buzzing sound, Xie Ci's eyes went dark, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Although the sword was not broken, there was a crack in the primordial spirit cover attached to the sword, and it seemed that it was directly slapped on his primordial spirit.

Xie Ci retracted Yaoguang back to its original shape and held it in his hand, no, if he fights with Jiaolong again like this, he will be disabled if he does not die, the most urgent thing is to find the Wu Lingzhu as soon as possible.

The thanks suddenly came to my heart, and I immediately turned around and rushed down regardless of the giant tail of the flood dragon everywhere!

Jiaolong apparently also discovered his intention, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Xie Ci picked up the sword formula, and hundreds of Yuanshen swords appeared around him instantly, surrounding and protecting him layer by layer, like a huge light chrysalis.

The power of the thousand-year-old dragon is really stronger than he imagined. In the process of rushing down, the primordial sword was continuously smashed by the dragon. Regardless of the turmoil in the spiritual mansion, he stimulated the spiritual power of his whole body to continuously produce new primordial swords to protect him. whole body.

Broken all the way and born all the way, Xie Ci's face turned pale, and blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

The Yuanshen Sword is a sword of spiritual power transformed from the Yuanshen in the Sword Cultivator's Lingfu. The more spiritual power there is, the more Yuanshen swords will be transformed, but the burden on the Sword Cultivator itself will also be heavier.The Primordial Spirit sword is broken, and it is constantly hurting the sword cultivator's Primordial Spirit.

The distance of a few breaths is extremely long for the thank you at this moment.

After being hit hard on the back, Xie Ci finally crashed into Wuling Lake.

That blow seemed to shatter all the bones in his body. The moment he entered the water, Xie Ci's eyes were blank, and a huge roar echoed in his head.

Following the force of the dragon, his body smashed heavily into the bottom of Wuling Lake, creating a deep hole in the bottom of the lake.

If it is a monk with a shallower cultivation base, it is estimated that it has become a puddle of meat by now.

A person swam to his side at some point, held his back with one hand to continuously input spiritual power, and stuffed a round object into his mouth with the other.

Xie Ci finally regained his breath with difficulty.

The surrounding lake was already stained red with blood, mixed with sediment and algae rising from the bottom of the lake, Xie Xie waited for a long time before he could see who was next to him—it turned out to be Ma Sanqing!

When Xie Ci settled the matter of the Mirage Man and returned to the inn, Ma Sanqing in the guest room had disappeared, leaving only a broken fairy rope.He knew early in the morning that Ma Sanqing must not be a simple character, but he didn't care too much when he saw that he was not malicious, but Ma Sanqing broke the tie and left, which really surprised him for a while.

Could this be the legendary outsider?An adventure exclusive to the protagonist?

What he didn't expect was that Ma Sanqing would appear at the bottom of Wuling Lake with a serious face at this time!

Could it be that he also came here for the Wu Lingzhu?

Xie Ci gestured to him with difficulty: It is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

He didn't have time to worry about whether Ma Sanqing picked out the water-proof bead stuffed into his mouth, and hurriedly took out a new one from the Qiankun bag for him.

Sure enough, the giant dragon's claws quickly followed.

Ma Sanqing led him away as fast as lightning, placed him behind a rock, and gestured: I'll lure it away, and you take the opportunity to find the Lingzhu.

Xie Ci didn't care about being hypocritical, and nodded immediately.Ma Sanqing immediately turned around and rushed towards the lake.

Time is precious, Xie Ci mobilized his spiritual power to heal the wounds on his body, and at the same time searched carefully near the center of the lake.

After a quarter of an hour, nothing.

I don't know what Ma Sanqing's identity is. After dealing with that half-dragon under such harsh conditions for such a long time, he still hasn't seen his decline, but he doesn't dare to make excuses.

Why not?Flood dragons have appeared, and the Wu Lingzhu it guards will never disappear!

Wuling Orb, Wuling Orb, Wuling Orb... Wait!

Xie Ci suddenly thought of another possibility.

That dragon can obviously control the thickness of the surrounding fog, so the dense fog in Wuling Lake for many years is his fault.The Wu Lingzhu, if he is not mistaken, should be in Jiaolong's body.

What kind of spirit beads formed by the lake and water spirit veins, this is clearly the inner alchemy of the dragon!

No wonder no one has been able to find the Wuling Orb for so many years, because it is not in Wuling Lake at all.For thousands of years, it is not the lake that raises the Jiao, but the Jiao that raises the lake!

Thinking about it carefully, before the appearance of the big jiao, Wuling Lake was just an ordinary lake in Yunmengze. The existence of Wuling Orb has always been accompanied by the "guardian beast".

Xie Ci figured out the joints, and immediately swam to the lake.

The fog on the lake had lightened a lot, Xie Ci could vaguely see Ma Sanqing fighting with the giant dragon in the air, the sword light and blue light pierced through the mist, and the dragon's angry chant continued continuously.

Xie Ci sank his dantian with anger, and shouted: "Ma Sanqing, what's the matter!"

"Get out of here!" Ma Sanqing yelled hoarsely, "I—quick—I can't hold on anymore!"

Hearing the voice of thanking him, Jiaolong turned around and wanted to rush towards him, but Ma Sanqing took the opportunity to slash his sword on the back. His sword didn't know what it was made of, but it actually split open a diamond as hard as a diamond. Scales, the giant dragon immediately uttered a long cry of fury and pain!

well done!

Xie Ci made a decisive decision to join the battle, flew to Ma Sanqing's side and said in a low voice, "Lead it into the lake!"

"What?" Ma Sanqing broke his voice, "Did you--the front--brain-broken? Hey, my shoes!"

Xie Ci swung his sword: "Listen to me! Come out as soon as the dragon enters the water!"

"Hey—I... I don't care anymore!"

Saying that, Ma Sanqing turned around decisively and swooped down, Xie Ci followed closely behind.

With a long groan, Jiaolong turned around and chased after him.

"quick!"

With a roar of Xie Ci, Ma Sanqing plunged into the water like a broken bamboo, but he stopped firmly on the lake.

Xie Ci stared closely at Ma Sanqing's movements, and concentrated all his spiritual power to his right hand.I saw Jiaolong plunge into the lake right after, and after Ma Sanqing shot out from the lake like a sword piercing through the sky, Jiaolong's huge head also broke out of the water——

Xie Ci's pupils shrank, and his right palm, which gathered all the spiritual power in his body, slapped heavily on the lake.

Success or failure is here!

The surface of the lake quickly formed a thick layer of frost in all directions where his palm landed. Xie Ci recklessly stimulated the spiritual power of his whole body, and the ice surface spread at an alarming speed.

This is actually a technique he created himself in the last life, the purpose is to... freeze popsicles.

Originally, he had stayed in the uninhabited Yunliu Mountain for hundreds of years, and he was almost fading out like a bird, but Rong Zheng's image to the outside world was the sword of Xiuya and upright gentleman. I had no choice but to spend the whole day on the mountain secretly thinking about some things to relieve boredom.

It never occurred to him that the spell he used to freeze popsicles would now be used to freeze an entire lake and a half-dragon.

Xie Ci's meridians all over his body gradually felt dense needle-like pain, which meant that the true energy in the Lingfu was about to be exhausted.His limbs seemed to be torn apart, and the wound on his back that was forcefully closed by the spiritual force burst open again.

Xie Ci's limbs and bones began to ooze blood, and the white clothes on his body instantly turned into blood clothes.

The huge lake was finally completely frozen.

The hill-like dragon only had time to stretch the front half of its body out of the water, and its whole body became a spectacular ice sculpture together with Wuling Lake.

After the fog cleared and the rain stopped, the full moon peeked out from behind the clouds with a silver glow, which scattered on the cold ice surface, and only one dragon horn had melted from the top of the dragon's head, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Ma Sanqing stepped on the huge sword and stopped in the air, with one bare foot and a golden rooster standing alone, dumbfounded: "It's... still like this?"

Xie Ci couldn't hold back and fell onto the ice, his face paler than the ice.

Ma Sanqing landed with the huge sword, and collapsed on the ice, sprawled all over the place, "I am really, I haven't been in such a mess for many years!"

He looked at the large and small wounds on his body and thanked him like a bloody man, gritted his teeth and got up and poured spiritual power into his palm.

"Cough, cough, cough," Xie Ci paused to catch his breath, suppressed a mouthful of blood, and said with a frown, "I'm not in the way, you cut off the dragon's head first, the ice can't trap it for long. "

Ma Sanqing looked up, sure enough, there were several cracks in the ice layer on Jiaolong's body, and there was a faint tendency to break free.

"Why is this thing such a fucking trouble!"

Ma Sanqing hurriedly rushed over with the huge sword again, slashing at the dragon's head with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas!

[Ding——Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden mission: "Rescue the Jiaolong", mission reward: 500 points.Please host to prevent Jiaolong from being killed within three seconds, the countdown begins—three, two...]

Xie Ci blurted out and shouted: "Ma Sanqing! Wait!!!!!!"

The author has something to say:

Alas, I have already written Chapter 7, Xiao Luo is still a 12-year-old child paper (and I lost it again), the plot only started...

Worry, this world is estimated to be as endless as a foot wrap.

There is one more tonight!