Su Bian Cultivation World

Naturally, Hua Biliu has never seen a dragon. The creation of the dragon god and the death of the dragon are stories that have long been known in the three thousand worlds. As the biological son of Taotie, he needs to know more about this matter.

But at this moment, it was difficult for him to control his thought that "this piece of living meat can really imitate the dragon".

The tiny ants on the snow ground groaned like knives, cold and iron condensed into anger, all the snowflakes in the air were sucked into tiny vortexes by the knife wind, occasionally a few goose-feather-like flying snow poked their heads out from the center of the vortex, and were instantly captured by Feng Rui. The edge of the whirlwind chopped into hundreds of powder-like ice crystals.Countless whirlwinds were thus dyed pure white like snow, and these tiny whirlwinds worked together without disturbing each other to form the present appearance in Hua Biliu's eyes.

If you rise up the clouds and ride the fog, you can soar into the sky and the sky, and if you are made of ice and snow, you still have the heart of a thunderbolt bursting into fire;

If there are really leftover dragons still in the world, it should look like this.

It would be fine if the ant just pulled out an empty frame, but the thousands of wind whirls gathered their energy, Hua Biliu's spiritual power rushed towards the knife like money, and every flick of the finger was a completely different change.

Hua Biliu is not very old, but the unique racial inheritance of the alien race and the monster race and his previous combat experience are enough for him to understand that he should stop this move desperately at this time, and must not let it really take shape.

But he didn't dare.

That may be the suppression lurking in the blood, some kind of alarm bell is always lurking in the deepest memory of the aliens.In the myth, it is said that the dragon god created the world and led the nine races, but the myth itself often conceals a lot of blood that has not been mentioned.In the past, Hua Biliu always scoffed at the fact that Shenlong and Nine Clans belonged to the ten different races, but he always brought up the Dragon Shendan. However, at a moment, a strange idea popped up in his mind, and he felt that this division was natural. It makes sense.

He suspected that the ancestors of the nine races of alien beasts were first subdued by the Dragon God.

He even suspected that there were more than ten different races in the world when the world was chaotic, and the reason why the nine races have been passed down to this day is because they were the only ones who were not killed by the Dragon God.

Otherwise, what else can explain it, just facing a sword intent raised by the ants imitating the shape of a dragon, can it make him so scruples?

Hua Biliu felt the long-lost panic, he wanted to retreat, he wanted to retreat, but besides the natural fear, the acquired arrogance and unwillingness boiled like hot oil, the thought of retreat only flashed in his mind, It provoked a violent reaction like water pouring into an oil pan.

I should be afraid of a piece of live meat.Hua Biliu thought in disbelief: How could I be afraid of an ant? !

The heart was full of shame and anger aroused by this thought, Hua Biliu raised her front hoof and stomped in the air, the blood in her eyes became thicker.As if to cover up something, he opened his mouth to point at Luo Jiujiang, and breathed in without thinking.

eat him!Crush him!Drink his blood, chew his bones!He wants to prove that he has never been afraid of this ant!

No matter how many times Luo Jiujiang's thoughts changed in Hua Biliu's mind, his ink-like blade had already concentrated its strength, and when his arm shook, the huge wind blade that was winding and hovering on the long blade, shaped like a dragon, made a clear sound whistling.At this time, Luo Jiujiang was standing quietly on the snow, and compared with the flowers in the sky, he looked like a sesame seed.

The big one is Hua Biliu, the small one is Luo Jiujiang; the one flying high in the sky is Hua Biliu, and the one standing in the low-lying knee-deep snow is Luo Jiujiang.

However, when that knife fell, it was condescending.

This knife, the knife intent is full of unsolvable hatred.From the perspective of negative emotions alone, it condenses more evil looks than Hua Biliu's steaming hunger, anger, contempt and murder combined.

Of course, this is not Luo Jiujiang's hatred. He is open-minded by nature, and he has only met Hua Biliu twice so far. Even if he knows that the other party has committed a heinous crime, he only wants to kill him with a knife, and he doesn't even want to do unnecessary torture. How can he be full of malice?

This hatred belongs to Han Qianling who does not know where he is now.

With Luo Jiujiang's talent, not to mention learning from monkeys and birds, Luo Cang can read the sword manual that Luo Cang threw to him once, and he can get a rough grasp of it, fight with Xiaoren once, and then he can imitate the shape and meaning of a fast sword when dealing with chasing and killing.He and Han Qianling have been inseparable and intimate for nearly ten years. Now that he has deliberately learned, he is more than [-]% similar to the other party. Even the hatred in Han Qianling's heart that he has concealed and suppressed for many years is vivid. .

It's just that this hatred is like a stone falling into clear water, its appearance is extremely clear, but it seems to be intolerable, and Luo Jiujiang swung it out with a knife without nostalgia, and released it in the knife energy.

Stones disturb the waves of the lake, but they cannot change its clarity.After a splash, the stone is still a stone, and the water is still water.

It only evokes Luo Jiujiang's thoughts.

He thought of the long blue dragon he saw just before the secret realm was shattered. Every scale on it was as smooth as water, shining with a blue and mysterious dark light, and Luo Jiujiang's small shadow was reflected on each scale.

At that moment, Hanqianling's dragon's prestige suddenly exploded. If others can see it, the sheer cruelty, power and beauty of the dragon are enough to make people dazzled by it, but what Luo Jiujiang is thinking about is that the roots of his scales are full of blood stains due to new hair .

Just like Qianling himself, ordinary people only see how calm and calm he is, how light he is, but not many people know what kind of pain he is in all the time, and how exhausted he is in restraining himself.

He has to eat seven deep snowflakes in a row to feel the ease of ordinary people.

Luo Jiujiang had already noticed Han Qianling's anomaly, and Luo Jiujiang didn't turn a blind eye to Han Qianling's pain.He tried his best to find the Shenxuehua tree in order to relieve Han Qianling, who had always been silent about it; the illusion in the underground palace actually portrayed the desire in Luo Jiujiang's heart, he longed for Qianling to be exhausted, No more getting stuck with countless blocks.

And when the knife fell, Luo Jiujiang felt the other party's hatred, and also felt the other party's pain. In just a short moment, he was almost Han Qianling.

It may be difficult for others to imagine that at such a critical moment, Luo Jiujiang was full of affection when he swung the blade.

The fishy smell from Taotie's mouth had already wafted, and the knife launched by Luo Jiujiang seemed to be settled.As soon as they fight, they will be judged.

Hua Biliu's huge beast's head looked like a knife mark, and its big mouth was split into four petals. Both sides stood still, not taking half a step back, but Hua Biliu was forced to suffer from pain just before he was about to touch Luo Jiujiang. Mouth, responsible for that fine file-like dragon-shaped wind roll is enough to cut off his tongue on the spot.

The skin of the alien beast is very tough when it is in human form, not to mention that it is almost invulnerable when it is transformed into a beast.Luo Jiujiang was able to injure Hua Biliu to such an extent head-on. Firstly, he relied on the power of the sword, and secondly, he owed it to his great savings.

His saber intent at this moment imitates Han Qianling who is transforming a dragon, but the skill he has accumulated comes from the returning wind and eight trigrams step that Luo Cang taught him.Up to now, he has bid farewell to the Seven Islands for nearly two months, but his master and Qianling are still by his side in this way, as if they have never been separated.

During the short interval of the battle, Luo Jiujiang raised his hand and pressed his heart lightly.

In the snow cave not far in front of him is the friend who is guarded by him, and his heart is full of Jia and Qianling.The current enemy is right in front of him, he has been in a world of ice and snow for a long time, but there is not only blood boiling in his heart, but also love and flames, Luo Jiujiang doesn't have to be afraid and lonely for a moment.

He raised his hand, and the second sword dragon slowly condensed.

"Hua Biliu, there is something you don't even understand until you die, I'll tell you for Sister Xue." Luo Jiujiang solemnly called the other party's name, "In the world, apart from your flesh-and-blood monster, you are a living creature. We. We are human beings, not living flesh, nor ants, nor are we born to stuff your teeth. We live for love, for friends, and for morality. , and for myself."

After he finished his words, the dragon on the sword had condensed into shape again.Perhaps because practice makes perfect, the speed this time was nearly twice as fast as last time.

At the moment before swinging the knife, Luo Jiujiang stared at the pair of bloody animal eyes like copper bells, and only saw undisguised hunger, greed, murderous intent and stubbornness from them.

He laughed mockingly: "Long understands this, but you don't, because you only know how to eat."

...It's hard to say in what form these words stimulated Hua Biliu.Maybe it's because of comparing him to the unattainable dragon?Maybe the species he's been scorning all the time laughs at him for not knowing?Maybe it's just because he was hurt in a double sense by Luo Jiujiang earlier?

At this moment when the victory or defeat has not yet been decided, but her own defeat is indisputable, Hua Biliu raised her head and let out a long cry, and screamed bitterly and angrily: "I don't accept it! I don't believe it! Father, the ants have bullied me so far!" !"

He didn't wait for the second knife to come, the whole person plunged into the sky, the speed almost turned into a phantom, just passing Luo Jiujiang's blade.

Luo Jiujiang hastily turned his saber intent, but couldn't catch up. He just watched Hua Biliu hit the hazy sky. The whole giant beast was like a burning fire, and it turned into a puddle of pus and blood the moment it came into contact with the sky , a blood film.

"..." At the moment when he was stunned by this unprepared situation, Feng Xue yelled out: "Damn it! He sacrificed himself!"

Luo Jiujiang humbly asked: "Is it because it will make you die more comfortably and happily?"

Feng Xue's expression turned ferocious for a moment, making it easy for people to see that she was a glutton: "No, because the entire Jinyun chain world has been turned into a half-body by that old bastard, and he is interdependent and tied with him! If that old bastard doesn't come over in person, this 'dead land' is full, and he will inevitably spit out something!"

As if to prove that Feng Xue's words were true, scarlet blood was slowly permeating this gloomy world.

And within the cloud layer, dozens of rust-colored shadows are rapidly condensing into shape.When Feng Xue saw this familiar outline, she couldn't control herself from yelling and cursing, and all the cold temperament she had cultivated over the years was instantly fed to the dog.

"It's all gluttonous!" She shouted hoarsely, "It's all!"

For the first time after coming to this world, Feng Xue almost wanted to play a game of matchmaker.