there is a dragon lying

The old temple was dilapidated, with a big gap in the wall, revealing the withered weeds inside and the temple only supported by skeletons.

A pitch-black crow was parked on the branch of a wild tree in winter, its black peas-like eyes were staring at the two people under the tree.

The heavy snow fluttered and fell from looking up at the endless sky, all the way to the black coat, which was supported by wool fibers and did not stop falling.

Mang Jun took off his knitted scarf silently, and left with his white and cold hands, revealing his beautiful and thin face as if he had been ill for a long time, naturally with eyeliner-like long and slender eyes, which is often seen in snake-like transformations .

In contrast, Qianji also stretched out his hands from his pockets. He is much taller than Mangjun, with broad shoulders, strong arms and chest, light brown skin, and the dark red totem touching his cheeks.

There are two kinds of people who are irrelevant, one is like a weak scholar who is about to die in winter, and the other is like a manic warrior who burns himself in the fire.

The cold wind blew the snow into the eyes quickly, and the red hair flew up. The two people kept staring at each other coldly, never moving away.

The seemingly relaxed state is actually so tense that it is about to be torn apart!

Neither Qianji nor Mang Jun said a word, fighting for territory requires low-level scolding.

They want each other's life.

The hexagonal crystal 'flower' floated down, and the two people on the ground turned into their original forms at the same time!

One dragon and one dragon soared into the sky, and the golden scales shone!The huge dragon whistle resounded through the sky and roared for thousands of miles!

The sky is their battlefield!

The snowflakes were incinerated into mist by the flames that exploded and burned in an instant, and turned into large clouds. The huge red dragons and black dragons shuttled, collided and tore apart in the clouds. It is huge, but it makes people feel like a 'deep-sea phobia', and the scalp is numb, and it is shocking!

The fiery red figure hovered endlessly, and the dragon carried a natural coercion that almost made the creatures tremble. I don't know how many people and livestock are trembling because of this.

There was no fear in Mangjun's eyes, only longing.

He wants to defeat him and become a real dragon!

Mangjun rushed over without hesitation, black scales wrapped in corrosive black mist, and Qianji laughed, flames leaked from his dragon kiss, burning red dragon fire burned on his beard and claws, roasting the cold The air and snow turned to fog.

"Roar--"

It's the dragon roaring full of fighting spirit!

……

"The weather in our city was suddenly foggy today, from heavy snow to heavy snow and fog. This time the foggy weather changed very suddenly. According to the report of the Meteorological Bureau of our city, the weather is cold and the temperature in the city rises and it is easy to fog. The current visibility is less than 500 meters. Citizens please drive..."

The weather host on TV is making an emergency report.

Everyone on the Internet is talking about the sudden fog.

Netizen A: "Emma, ​​you don't know how evil it is. I was walking on the road one second, and the road in front of me was gone the next second. Not to mention the fog, it is said that someone saw a mirage!"

Netizen B: "What kind of mirage, there were a series of 'bumper car' accidents on XX road before I had time to react, but luckily no one was injured, the thick fog was so weird, I subconsciously braked."

Netizen C: "What about the Meteorological Bureau and the smog? I think it means serious pollution. How serious is the smog in our city? If you don't wear a gas mask, you will be easily suffocated to death hahaha!"

"..."

Wei Duoye swiped the webpage enthusiastically, and quickly typed 'it should be because there are dragons fighting, and when dragons appear, a large cloud will suddenly appear, and if there are dragons, there will be mirages, and you will see hallucinations. '

He seriously typed out the truth, feeling that he was secretly delighted that an insider had a big secret, but none of the replies to his comments were serious. They were either making fun of his big brain or making fun of him.

Wei Duoye sighed, immersed in the desolation where everyone is drunk and I am alone.

Ruan Xingzhou, who was wearing a patient uniform, was standing by the bed. His black hair was wet with his own sweat, and his clothes were damp. Nurses and nurses came in and changed and wiped him several times to no avail.

Because it was too uncomfortable.

His skin was so white that it was almost transparent, the eyes under the eyebrows were closed and opened because of patience, revealing a kind of weak and lifeless, under the straight nose, the pink lips were peeled and shriveled.

The little mole under the lip is still pretty.

But Ruan Xingzhou's back was bent, and in just two or three hours, he fainted more than twice.

Junhua stood aside and supported Ruan Xingzhou's wrist, silently transmitting spiritual power.

But that doesn't stop dragon eggs from being absorbed.

Adult dragons are very powerful, and their growth will inevitably require more harsh conditions and a lot of spiritual power.

Junhua, who was about to be squeezed dry, frowned as if he couldn't fill the bottomless pit, and finally knew why the Dao of Heaven wanted to destroy those ancient beasts.

If the power is too strong, the destructive power is too great, and you can't afford to eat too much!

Ruan Xingzhou moved his lips: "Qianji, you must win, right?" His voice was very low because he was weak.

Junhua looked at his side face staring at the sky and sighed: "It's really hard to say, you have already experienced how much spiritual energy that little thing in your stomach needs a day. Now is the age of the end of Dharma. Originally, the spiritual energy of the world is thin, and those spiritual treasures and the like It’s long gone, and you’re not a cultivator yourself. Dragon balls wear out a lot in your body, and dragon balls are not batteries, you can continue to use them after you take them off and put them back on. explain……"

Ruan Xingzhou pursed his lips tightly, the sweat ran down his hair roots, his cheeks and Adam's apple, and fell into his collar along the curve of his neck.

Junhua also sympathized with him, a human being, but he happened to be walking with Qianji.

So he comforted: "You don't have to blame yourself, it's just that the cultivation base of hundreds of years is gone, and it won't affect Qianji's violent dragon's fight."

Ruan Xingzhou Dead Fisheye: ...

Hundreds of years of cultivation... I want to die.

Seeing Ruan Xingzhou shut himself up, Wei Duoye stood up speechlessly and stared at Junhua a few times, and said, "Are you consoling others, or are you blaming the money owner's father while the boss is away?"

He said to Ruan Xingzhou again: "Boss, don't think too much about it. You can give birth to a child when you meet just one person. The stomach is yours. Isn't it the boss Qianji who put the seeds in? Raising children is two things." personal matter..."

Jun Hua smiled and pointed to himself: "I was born and raised by myself~"

Wei Duoye: "...Are you human? Grass doesn't count!"

I just annoy you who can grow children from the roots every day!Don't you know how troublesome it is for us to find someone to have a baby! ?

Jun Hua narrowed his eyes: Little bald, do you dare to talk back to me?

Wei Duoye's eyes widened: What's up!No one can touch my golden thighs!

Ruan Xingzhou didn't pay attention to the two of them. He looked at the thick fog outside the window, as if he saw a red dragon flying through the clouds.

……

……

In the sky.

The jiao and the dragon fought each other, the black mist wrapped around the jiao's body and corroded the dragon's scales, and the flames on the dragon were also burning the black mist.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and countless monster races turned into original bodies and turned their heads to the sky and howled. How many of them were high-level practitioners, regardless of their clothes and shoes, and rushed outdoors, looking at the place where the dark clouds piled up or He opened his eyes wide and tried his best to look but couldn't see clearly, and the corners of his mouth trembled and he couldn't say that word.

it's a dragon...

Thousands of years later, this land still remembers the clan that was worshiped by all beasts and feared by living creatures!

The purple-blue lightning made a rumbling sound in the thick fog, and people rushed into the room in shock. They didn't know what was going on this day. It was snowing and foggy again. This time there was even thunder. Could it be a real person? Can it be robbed? ?

"boom--!"

The body of the dragon and the black dragon collided together, with the momentum of landslides and ground cracks. The city below them was small and invisible. The red dragon fire wrapped around the giant snake several times and was corroded by the black mist. There are countless wounds left on the body!

Black blood poured down from the sky like black rain, scalding smoking spots on the plants and animals on the ground.

After all, it is divine blood.

It is fatal to evil things and creatures.

The thousand halberds were crazily knocked away by Mang Jun, and then their bodies turned around and bit each other again, the flames and the black mist repelled each other and made a hissing sound.

The thousand halberds were entwined by him, but they suddenly lowered their heads, and the sharp dragon horns forced a hole in Mang Jun's belly!

"Roar--!"

Mang Jun roared in pain, blood splashed like water!

Unwillingly, he bit Qianji's left paw, desperately wanting to leave the other party with something, Qianji bit Mangjun's neck in anger.

The outcome has been decided.

The black dragon fell vertically from the sky weakly, and the wind blew loudly. In the dragon's pupils, one could see the red dragon roaring excitedly because of victory and bloody battle.

I lost……

When he fell, he was thinking, why did he practice so hard, listen to the Dharma, be kind and generous, and when he finally went to ask the abbot for a title, the abbot would deny it?

The abbot obviously knew him, he had seen him sneak into the temple to practice, he even touched the top of his head, put a touch of red rouge on his brows, and praised his scales as more beautiful than black gemstones.

He liked the abbot very much, and felt that the abbot liked him very much, so when the mangjun passed through the thunder disaster, he turned into a human form and excitedly asked the abbot for his title.

Mang Jun, who was dressed in a dark robe and full of smiles, asked: "Abbot, there is thunder and rain in the sky, is there a snake here that transforms into a dragon?"

He felt that the abbot would definitely recognize him, and the answer was yes, then he would jump into the dragon, rush to the sky, break away from the demon clan and become a god clan!

But the abbot watched him for a long, long time, he sat on the futon with the Buddha statue on his back, facing him, frowned and thought for a while, until Mang Jun was a little impatient, he waved and called Mang Jun over.

Mangjun happily squatted down and came to his side, the abbot smiled gently, took out the ink pad in his arms and wiped red between his brows, he said: "There are no dragons in the world, so there are no snakes and dragons here."

Mangjun's smile stiffened.

In a word, it was as if someone in the sky had rang a bell, branded it, and judged that there was no dragon incarnate here, and the golden light on Mang Jun's body also dissipated.

After losing 500 years of cultivation and starting over again, he was so angry that his head instantly turned into that of a python and rushed towards the abbot, biting the abbot's shoulder.

The abbot didn't struggle, and gently touched the scales of Mang Jun, who was like a monster with a human body and a snake head.

Mr. Mang couldn't kill him, and hated him for ruining his future regardless of his previous love, so he left angrily. Later, he wandered here occasionally, only to know that the abbot passed away the next day.

And that was not the first time he asked for a seal, in fact, he asked for a seal three times...

……

The red dragon flew down, turned into a human body in a blink of an eye after landing, and found that the Mang Jun who had been seriously injured by him on the ground was gone, only a pair of dragon skin and a note were left. escaped.

Qianji thought for a while, but he didn't chase after him. Lord Mang was already seriously injured. It would be impossible for him to pose a threat to them if he didn't retreat and practice for hundreds of years. And he is about to transform into a dragon, which is actually a good thing for the withered dragon clan.

So Qianji collected the huge dragon skin on the ground, and the note with the address of Yunchen's lair, intentionally gave Mangjun a chance, turned and left.

On the mountain path behind the temple, there are four big holes the size of fingers on Mangjun's neck, and blood spurts out, soaking his heavy clothes. to go down the hill.

The blood spots are behind him, like an unbroken thread.

The crow on the top of the tree opened its mouth and let out a cloudy roar, scolding Mangjun for being a ridiculous bug.

Mangjun glanced at it with cold eyes, and the next moment the black mist turned the crow into a puddle of flesh.

Mangjun continued walking.

The air was so cold, and his body was so cold, he exhaled in large white patches, his eyes glazed over as he recalled his second challenge.

His second request for title was also at the same temple, and the one he met turned out to be the reincarnation of the abbot...

[The author has something to say]: In fact, the title is for Mang Jun.

Mang Jun was very miserable, he was hacked three times and survived the thunder tribulation three times and he succeeded, but he failed every time when he finally challenged him.