The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

The ice and fire twin dragons bit off the necks of several red chain snakes, and then turned into fly ash and disappeared.Lin Yebei kept drawing with Mingsha in his hands, which could be called outputting spiritual power at any cost, but the encirclement of the snakes continued to shrink.

Not far away, You Sizhu's Yuanyang sword was also covered with snake blood and venom. The natal sword communicated with the monk's spiritual power, and the toxin inevitably invaded his body through the spiritual sword.

Although he could barely block the fangs of the red-chained snake with his sword, the black air between his brows was getting thicker and thicker. Su Tongguang and the Yun brothers and sisters were also in a similar situation.

The cultivation level of a single Red Chain Snake may not be as good as theirs, but it is better than the large number. They are gradually unable to resist, their clothes are soaked in cold sweat, and there is almost no way to retreat.

The feeling of spiritual emptiness impacted Lin Yebei's viscera, he bowed his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, the foreground was colorful and twisted into one piece, his wrist trembled, and he could hardly hold Mingsha.

"Master..." Fu Hanzhang wanted to rush forward, but was swung away. Lin Yebei's snow clothes had been stained badly by blood and poison, but his back was still straight.

The young man's eyes were dark, and he suddenly lowered his head, a dark red air flow spread from the soles of his feet, disappeared into the nearby bushes, and his bright eyes also became dim.

Of course, no one noticed this subtle change. Su Tongguang had already hidden Jiuli in the storage bag. He was caressing his painful chest at this moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid it won't last long."

He clearly knew that dying in the illusion or crushing the spirit beads would only disqualify them from the competition, and would not cause actual harm.But for some reason, facing the attack of the Red Chain Snake, the fear of death really grew in his heart.

It seemed that being besieged to death by these spirit beasts would kill him immediately.

Realizing that everyone has reached the end of their crossbows, the remaining red chain snakes rattled their tails one after another, preparing to launch the final strong attack, but suddenly there was a loud roar not far away.

There was a howling sound, the ground shook, and a large number of frightened birds flew across the sky, followed by a huge black shadow.

Only then did everyone see clearly the appearance of the black shadow.

It was a giant ink-colored dragon more than [-] meters long, with a pair of crystal-clear purple-black dragon horns on top of its head, and scarlet longan eyes that were long and narrow, looking down on them condescendingly.

The gleaming dark red streamer loomed on the dragon's body, and it exhaled powerful dragon breath, which made the red chain snakes tremble involuntarily.

Snakes and dragons come from the same origin, but their status is very different. Facing such a powerful existence, they did not even dare to breathe out, and soon they all scattered like birds and beasts with their tails in their mouths.

"This giant dragon actually scares away the red-chained snake..." Su Tongguang leaned on the river and gasped in a low voice, "It...couldn't be treating us for dinner?"

"What are you thinking, we mere Golden Core monks can get into the eyes of such a strong man?"

Nan Wuyue wiped the blood on her face, she was also shocked when the dragon appeared, but now she calmed down quickly:

"You'd better say a few words, don't annoy it."

"No matter what, the origin of this giant dragon is unknown, and we all have to pay attention to it,"

You Sizhu was pondering, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, "Xiaobei, what are you doing?"

While they were talking, Lin Yebei had already staggered towards the dragon.

At this moment, he was suffering from an old injury, lost too much blood, and his consciousness was already not so clear. When he heard someone calling himself, he turned his head slowly:

"I don't think...it seems to be malicious."

"...I want to talk to it."

He was talking to himself, staggering his steps, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but there was something inexplicably urging him to go forward, sad and eager, as if once he missed it, it would be an eternal regret.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" You Sizhu hurriedly chased after him, but when he got up, his abdomen throbbed, and he knelt down again with a muffled grunt.

The giant dragon stared at the snow-colored figure stumbling closer not far away, with unpredictable expressions in his eyes, before he staggered and fell down, he spit out a dark red air current.

The air flow spread to Lin Yebei's feet, lifting him to a stone wall.

Lin Yebei blinked, his vision was blurred, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and his slender fingers landed on the tip of the dragon's wet nose.

At the moment of contact, both of them couldn't help being shocked, and the messy images flooded into Lin Yebei's sea of ​​consciousness like a tsunami, changing the scenery in front of him instantly——

It was vaguely the mountain field that had appeared in the dream, where the grass and trees were pleasant and the wind was breezy. He saw himself kneeling in front of an old man with white beard and hair, tightly protecting the scarred little dragon behind him.

The little dragon had the same purple-black dragon horns and scarlet eyes as the giant dragon, but his aura was not the same. The one who shrank behind him was pitiful, without the aura of the king of beasts at all.

"Si Xi," the white-bearded old man said heavily, "are you convicted?"

He has tall brows and deep eyes, and he can see that he is getting older, but his demeanor is excellent, noble and awe-inspiring: "Privately brought the West Sea Demon Dragon back to Mount Luoxi, taught him the Heavenly Tears technique on his own initiative, and even let him kill Tianlei. Disciple Tears...do you still think of me as the city lord?"

"Your Honor," Lin Yebei in the picture said coldly, "Si Xi has always guarded Yuan Zhao strictly and has never let go. There are other secrets, and I hope Zun will open the Internet."

"How do you explain to the injured disciples under his command? You deceived the superiors and concealed the wicked evildoers, didn't you think about what kind of troubles you would cause?"

The white-bearded old man sighed quietly: "You have a unique physique, and you have been responsible for guarding the gate of the void for thousands of years. I don't want you to end up being condemned by thousands of people because of this matter..."

"Sir Xie Zun, Si Xi understands." Lin Yebei's spiritual power surged in his hands, and in a blink of an eye, several thorny thorns appeared.

He tied it tightly behind his back with his belt, gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'm going to plead guilty to Si He."

Severe pain surged, and the picture in front of him was reversed. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly again, the sky had already darkened.

Lin Yebei opened his eyes leisurely, and found that Xiaolong was rubbing against himself with the wet tip of his nose: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"It's okay, if I don't take the blame, how can Si and her calm down?"

He stroked the petite dragon's horns and smiled gently, "But then again, why would you fight privately with her disciples?"

"Yes, they were the ones who wanted to snatch Zhao'er's spiritual fruit, and Zhao'er was so angry that he fought back."

Xiaolong said aggrievedly, spreading out his front paws, holding a few small vermilion fruits in his fleshy palms.

"The last time I went back to Tianlei city fair, the master said he liked the soft and sweet little fruit, so Zhao'er left the seeds and planted them in the back mountain. It took ten years to grow these few seeds," he sniffled, "If If they take it away, the master will not be able to eat it."

"You," Lin Yebei smiled helplessly, picked up a red fruit and put it in his mouth, "It's very sweet, I like it very much as a teacher."

"Zhao'er also likes Shizun the most!"

Xiaolong threw himself into his arms with a cheer, his little head was desperately stuck in the skirt of his clothes, and he purred cheerfully from time to time:

"Zhao'er will always be with Master!"

The sounds and pictures in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually dissipated, and his consciousness returned. Lin Yebei stared at the giant beast in front of him blankly, and couldn't tell whether he was hallucinating or whether his sleeping memory was recalling.

What does that name... Yuan Zhao... Si Xi... have to do with him?Why does his heart hurt so badly just by saying it?

There was pain everywhere in his body, and his chest seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows. He couldn't stand still and fell from the stone wall.

At the same time, the giant dragon let out a low growl, and its huge body suddenly turned into an afterimage and dissipated. The dark red streamer flashed back to Fu Hanzhang not far away, restoring his eyesight.

"Little Bei!!"

Su Tongguang struggled and rushed over, trying to catch the falling figure, but someone was faster than him, and took Lin Yebei into his arms.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Lin Yebei frowned and coughed weakly, with the smell of blood on his lips and teeth.

His heart was empty and panicked, and the moment he saw the face of the person clearly, his tense heartstrings were suddenly loosened.

Ice-cold spiritual power gushed out from the upper dantian, and before he even had time to say anything, he completely lost consciousness.

The person in his arms was cold and short of breath. Fu Hanzhang frowned and saw a full moon hanging in the sky.

...it's a full moon again.

"It's not good, he has a cold attack in his body, coupled with the lack of spiritual power and the old injury of the ruthless root, the situation is very dangerous."

Su Tongguang cut the pulse for him, and his face changed continuously, "It may not be enough to use the silver needle to guide him, but he also needs the spiritual power of the fire element to adjust his breath."

When it comes to pure fire-type spiritual power, the Yun brothers and sisters are undoubtedly the best candidates.

But after all, they have only known each other for a day, and the details are unknown, so there is no way to trust them.

"Uncle, let me come."

Fu Hanzhang hugged the person in his arms tightly, "Master has been protecting me just now. I have enough fire energy in my body, so it should be able to help me."

There is indeed no other choice right now, Su Tongguang nodded, anyway, the nearby monsters were all scared away by the giant dragon that came and went without a trace, and it was considered safe in the short term.

He explained a few words to You Sizhu, then found a hidden cave nearby, and asked Fu Hanzhang to take Lin Yebei into it.

"Brother, Xiaobei and the others have some things to deal with. It's getting late. Let's clean up and rest here."

You Sizhu organized the remaining people to clean up the mess, but Yunxiu's eyes drifted towards the cave from time to time: "Is Fellow Daoist Lin really okay? I think his face is really not very good..."

"Of course, his health is up to the doctor to decide. Your Excellency is a gun repairman, so it's a little too much to worry about."

Nan Wuyue casually threw the red chain snake's body aside. Although she was a daughter, she didn't look coquettish at all: "Let's quickly clean up a clean place and use your skills to detoxify. Most of your arms are black."

When the matter of poisoning was mentioned, Yunxiu's face changed slightly, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Nan has noticed that these red-chained snakes did not dissipate directly after death, but left their bones behind."

Nan Wuyue originally wanted to run on him by saying "ask the question knowingly", but after thinking about it carefully, she also felt something was wrong:

Once the spirit beasts in the Tear of Tears Competition are defeated by the monks, they should disappear immediately. Such a tragic scene of corpses lying all over the field is no different from the monsters in the Demon Realm.

Could it be...the red chain snake that attacked them was not a spirit beast?