Dragon teaches self-cultivation in the dynasty

The moment the two talisman papers in mid-air came into contact, an earth-shattering rumbling sound erupted.

The moment Gong Zhixuan's fire talisman and Long Guiyin's unknown talisman paper collided, the fire talisman burst into flames, and just touched the unknown talisman paper. The ancient behemoth burst out with a ferocious attack. In an instant, huge thunder and lightning spewed out from the talisman. The fire talisman had not fully exerted its power, and was already torn into a pile of ashes.

The thunder and lightning rapidly expanded and turned into a minefield with a radius of ten meters. The thunder and lightning were like a giant thunder beast, wantonly attacking all living beings in the territory.

Gong Zhixuan happened to be within the attack range of this lightning.

He dodged around in a panic, and he didn't have time to open the barrier, and he didn't even have time to gather a spell attack under the intensive thunder attack, his posture was extremely embarrassing.

Long Guiyin watched with a blank expression, without any sympathy.

I told him to prepare the enchantment in advance, but he didn't listen. Anyway, the thunder and lightning would kill him, and he would suffer a little injury at most, so he should temper his body.

But someone on the other side couldn't see it. Jin Yuanbai took a step forward, unconsciously short of breath, "You...you put away the talisman paper! Didn't you see that Zuoxiang's clothes are all torn?"

Long Guiyin spread his hands, "I'm sorry, I can't control the talisman paper, but at most half a cup of tea will dissipate the thunder field, so don't worry."

Long Wunian sighed, after all he couldn't bear his apprentice being so ugly, with a wave of his sleeve, the dark clouds in the minefield condensed into ice and then dissipated into nothingness, the minefield also disappeared.

Gong Zhixuan was in a mess, there were many scorched and torn marks on his neat white clothes, his fair face was blue and black, and his breath fluctuated up and down, obviously very angry.

Long Wunian beckoned him to come over, but Gong Zhixuan rarely listened, and just stared at Long Guiyin, his eyes were slightly red.

Long Wunian frowned, but didn't continue. Instead, he looked at Long Guiyin and asked, "Is that talisman of yours a thunder talisman? I think it has at least the first grade of Xuan rank."

Long Guiyin nodded, "Almost."

At the same time, everyone was stunned—a torn piece of paper without a trace of aura has the first grade of Xuan rank?

Long Guiyin sighed and explained: "It's not that the denser the aura of the talisman paper, the higher the grade, just like a cup of boiling water and a cup of warm water with the same amount, the boiling water is surrounded by mist, but part of the water itself turns into mist, and the remaining water Not much, and warm water will gather all the water in the cup, so two glasses of water obviously have more warm water and are more effective in quenching thirst.”

Everyone thought about it—it seems to be this reason, why didn't they notice it before?

Long Guiyin looked at Jin Yuanbai and smiled, "Now that two of the three rounds have been won, Mr. Jin, are you willing to bet and admit defeat?"

Jin Yuanbai's face was livid, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Ji Huaining snorted and said: "If you dare to do it, you must dare to act. You have to admit your mistakes quickly, and we will respect you and say that you can afford to lose."

Jin Yuanbai's expression changed back and forth, and finally he reluctantly said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Long Guiyin looked at Ji Huaining, and smiled: "Did he say something? I didn't hear it."

Ji Huaining looked left and right, and said in doubt: "No, I didn't hear it either."

Everyone on the right also laughed, Xiao Yun returned a trace of a smile on his lips, and quickly disappeared, and glanced at Jin Yuanbai lightly, his eyes were a little cold.

Jin Yuanbai's eyes began to become bloodshot, and the temper that was about to explode was suddenly suppressed by Xiao Yunhui's gaze, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.

Xiao Yun looked back at him expressionlessly, his eyes were deep, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

But Jin Yuanbai knew that he was angry.

His face turned pale in an instant, his lips moved slightly, each word was paused, his voice was loud but trembling, "I'm sorry, King Zhao, I shouldn't have disrespected you, I was wrong."

Xiao Yunhui snorted softly, turned his eyes away and didn't look at him again.

Long Guiyin vaguely sensed an unusual aura, and looked at Xiao Yunhui suspiciously, but he was looking elsewhere.

He withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "I accept your apology."

Jin Yuanbai breathed a sigh of relief.

"no, I can not……"

At this time, Gong Zhixuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

He suddenly raised his head to look at Long Wunian, his eyes were gloomy, with a trace of madness in his eyes, "I won at least one game, Master, his magic weapon should be stabilized, go to test the rank of his magic weapon, he must If there is one thing that is not as good as mine, there must be one!"

Long Wunian frowned even tighter, just as he was about to say something, Xiao Yunhui snorted coldly and said, "Yes, I'll test it."

When he came out, he just brought the test stone platform and the blue and white wings, and put the magic weapon on the stone platform at this time.

The spiritual realm "Hua La La" shone with aura, and quickly settled on seven words: "Dragon Wing, the eighth grade of the earth."

This time, everyone waited for a long time and did not wait for the change in the spiritual realm.

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows back, "It seems that King Zhao still wins the second game."

There was also a hint of surprise in Long Wunian's eyes, "It turned out to be an earth-level magic weapon..."

Gong Zhixuan's eyes turned red instantly.

why?

A village boy from a remote village, the first time I met him, he was so weak that he had to lean on a tree to stand firm, his face was sallow and his body was emaciated, and he was wearing the most tattered and patched sackcloth.

Such a useless person... such a useless person...

He lost.

Incomparable in appearance, incomparable in ability, incomparable in status, incomparable in means, being crushed everywhere...

The madness in his eyes became more and more intense, and the palms of his hands began to gather aura.

Three consecutive blows had completely shattered his sanity, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

He needs to do something to vent his depression, he must do something...

Long Guiyin was about to go back to the courtiers of Dayue, when he suddenly felt a numbness in his scalp, which instinctively made him tilt his head subconsciously, a slab of ice flashed past his cheek, and a few broken hairs fell to the ground

Tutu screamed frantically in his mind: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhm!"

A cold light flashed in Long Guiyin's eyes, and he looked back at Gong Zhixuan, only to see that he swung another spell, and the ice in mid-air turned into a shower of arrows and shot towards Long Guiyin, with a ferocious ice dragon in the middle.

Long Wunian frowned fiercely, and was about to make a move to stop him, but Xiao Yunhui stretched out his hand to stop him.

Long Wunian turned his head to look.

Xiao Yunhui's brows were slightly lowered, the cold light in his eyes had already condensed into killing intent, but he forcibly suppressed it, and said in a cold voice: "Since you allowed your apprentice to send him to Yulong Kingdom at that time, why don't you let him go now?" Don't stop him from taking revenge."

Long Wunian wanted to say that he didn't want to stop Long Guiyin, but he wanted to save Long Guiyin, but found that he had no chance to say these words.

Long Guiyin rushed forward, spreading a layer of blue enchantment around his body, and the icy ice shot from the sky, but only the crisp sound of ding ding dong dong was left.

The ice dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed it fiercely. Long Guiyin smiled coldly, clenched his fist and struck out suddenly. In an instant, the whole dragon was shattered into pieces from its forehead to its body and tail.

The speed of the fist did not slow down, and it landed on the barrier behind the ice dragon with a bang, and there was a "crack" sound instantly, and the barrier broke into pieces before it even lasted a finger, revealing a pair of frightened and dilated eyes behind the barrier.

Long Guiyin blocked the ice all the way, smashed the ice dragon, broke the barrier, rushed forward like a broken bamboo, and didn't even use two fingers in the whole process. In the blink of an eye, Gong Zhixuan's various methods were completely broken.

He only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and then a sharp pain came from his abdomen, and his whole body was smashed to the ground. They were almost crushed.

Gong Zhixuan couldn't breathe out, his whole face was reddened, he tried his best to widen his eyes, and saw a fist hit his face hard, his cheek was stinging from the wind of the fist.

His eyes widened in horror.

"boom--!"

A loud bang.

The earth and rocks split apart on the side of the face, and the fine stones streaked across the cheeks, leaving a bloody wound.

Gong Zhixuan just stayed there, his eyes were wide open, his pupils contracted as much as possible, and he was so frightened that he couldn't vent his anger.

Long Guiyin hit his ear with a fist, almost brushing against his cheek.

The person above leaned over, his light blue eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, his voice floated down faintly, making him shiver from the cold.

"Don't mess with me," he said, "or I won't mind this punch in your face."

The fist rose slowly, leaving a dent half an arm deep beside his face.

If this hits the face, it will be a blow to the head, and it is completely hopeless.

Gong Zhixuan's lips trembled slightly, his paleness almost turned pale.

Long Guiyin glanced at him coldly, then walked away as soon as he lifted his leg.

Only then did Gong Zhixuan seem to come back to his senses, he let out a sharp breath, and then coughed violently, clutching his chest and curled up in pain, cold sweat quickly spread all over his body, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water of.

Everyone slowly let go of their held breath, watching Shashen approaching in horror, and even retreated a distance when he approached.

Long Guiyin paused, and suddenly smiled, "What am I so afraid of? I don't know how to eat people."

As he said, he glanced at Jin Yuanbai coldly, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Is that right? Master Jin?"

Jin Yuanbai's face was pale and pale, he couldn't tell whether it was anger or fear, his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word.

Xiao Yunhui unconsciously twitched his lips, waved his hand, and said, "Master, since your apprentice is ill, you should take him home first."

Long Wunian walked up to Gong Zhixuan with chills all over his body, looked at his distressed appearance, sighed softly, leaned over and hugged him, and saluted Xiao Yun back, "Then we will first Farewell."

Xiao Yun nodded back, Long Wunian took Gong Zhixuan and left first.

The previous three competitions can be said to be a deterrent to Yulong Kingdom, but the final ending was really ugly. For no reason, Yulong Kingdom saw a joke. Xiao Yunhui was not in a good mood, and the envoys of Yulong Kingdom were even more in a bad mood .

They didn't care about whether Da Yue was ashamed at all, they cared about another thing.

Long Guiyin won the competition, which meant that it was Gong Zhixuan who went to Yulong Kingdom.

But it's useless for them to ask Gong Zhixuan!

Long Zu's order was to invite Long Guiyin to go there at all costs. They invited a left minister to go back, and Long Zu was afraid that they would skin them.

Ji Yueheng's face turned pale immediately.

A cold touch suddenly fell on his hands. He looked down and saw a pair of slender and delicate hands pressing on the back of his hands. Although it was a comforting gesture, Ji Yueheng felt goosebumps all over his body, and his whole body tensed up. up.

He never forgot how many lives this clean and slender hand had taken.

He turned his head to look in horror, Ji Yuesheng shook his head lightly, motioning him not to mess up, then took a step forward, saluted Xiao Yun back with both hands, and said: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty of Dayue Kingdom, although logically we should Bring back Mr. Zuoxiang, but the prince may have to go with us, and the prince himself may not refuse this reason."

Xiao Yun squinted his eyes, and said coolly, "What reason?"

Ji Yuesheng smiled slightly, and said: "The reason why you Da Yue quickly became stronger in a short period of time, for example..."

He prolonged his voice meaningfully, looked at Long Guiyin, and said, "Dragon Ball."