East China Sea dust

The young man with red hair and red eyes held a sword in one hand, the tip of the sword hung brightly above Zhang Qinglan's chest, and gradually approached the chest of the human race below.

The dirty and worn clothes on Zhang Qinglan's body were dented downward by the tip of the sharp snow-white long sword, and the stinging pain gradually spread with the opponent's movements, and the agitated mind that was about to fall into chaos was forced to wake up.

At this time, the voices from the outside world were already too noisy for him, making it difficult for people to hear clearly.Zhang Qinglan lowered her head slowly, seeing the bright white halo of the morning sun reflected by the long sword in front of her chest, she only felt that her eyes hurt from the shaking.

Raising her right hand stiffly, Zhang Qinglan tried her best to wipe off the blood on the corner of her mouth, raised her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice to the blurred figure in front of her, "Who are you?"

Hearing the hoarse and rough voice of the person in front of him, Ao Dingbo snorted heavily, and then bared his teeth pretending to be fierce, revealing two sharp canine teeth in his mouth: "What? It's only a hundred years, I don't know each other so soon me."

The strange young man sneered a few times, looked down at the embarrassed human race in front of him, his eyes were full of resentment and hostility.

Retracting the red crystal long sword to the palm of his hand, the young man's body surged with spiritual power, and his long fiery red hair soon began to change, gradually fading into ordinary jet black.The sharp eyebrows and eyes were shaved off a bit, and became softer, and the dragon scales on the sideburns morphed into human-like smooth skin——

During this period, Zhang Qinglan sat halfway in front of the tree trunk and closed his eyes with difficulty. The scene in front of him changed from blurred to clear. It was not until the dragon horn on the opponent's forehead was lost in the air that he could fully see the face of the visitor.

"..." The moment Zhang Qinglan saw clearly, her heart felt like a boulder was tied to her heart, her pupils constricted, and she was speechless for a while.

It was only after a while that he broke free from the boundless suffocation, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said in a deep voice, "It's you."

Seeing his pale face, Ao Dingbo's eyes flashed coldly: "300 years."

When the subject changed, Ao Dingbo gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You have already hurt my elder brother once, why are you still unwilling to let him go?"

Zhang Qinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard the words, and her right hand, which had just cut her wrist and let out blood a moment ago, hung powerlessly by her side, and her fingertips hooked back imperceptibly: "I didn't..."

"You still dare to quibble!" Ao Dingbo's vertical pupils were faintly stained with a bit of crimson red when he was in the shape of a dragon: "I have clearly detected it just now, and my elder brother has lost all his spiritual power now, and the dragon's tendons have been injured by the big formation in the mountain. It will be impossible to recover."

"Besides, he shouldn't have left Yecheng half a step," the young man said when he was so excited that he couldn't even maintain his transformation. Confused by the traitor, how could he appear with you in this deep mountain and old forest?"

Ao Dingbo's gaze was like a knife, thinking of his elder brother who was unconscious when the doctor took him away just now, and looked at Zhang Qinglan's pale face angrily.

He was able to come here this time, thanks to the ability of his soldiers to search for clues and report the matter of "the Dragon King of the East China Sea left Yecheng and went all the way south" in time, which gave him a chance to respond in time.

Ao Dingbo knew that the authentic method of the day would be vengeful and his elder brother's little skill left, so he left the South China Sea in a hurry, searched all the way, and finally rescued Ao Zhan before the insidious formation was completed.

God knows how angry Ao Dingbo was when he saw that familiar but disgusting face in the ruins of the formation.

"If it weren't for the fact that there are too many common affairs in the South China Sea in the past few years, I have been so entangled with this king, and I haven't visited my elder brother for a few years." Ao Dingbo squatted down / came up, staring fiercely at the lifeless human race in front of him: "How can I give you a chance to take advantage of it?"

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyelashes slowly, and the blood on her already pale cheeks faded away, her voice was almost whispering: "I said, I never had any intention of harming the Dragon King of the East China Sea. This fact is an accident."

Out of the corner of his eye, Ao Dingbo glanced at the boulder that had been shattered into powder, and sneered when he heard Zhang Qinglan's sophistry: "Brother doesn't remember what happened 300 years ago, but I still do."

Faced with Ao Dingbo's accusation, Zhang Qinglan looked calm and did not argue.

"This magic circle is extremely vicious. It is specially designed to refine monsters and use the aura of the entire mountain as the base. Isn't it just to put the real dragon to death?" Ao Dingbo attributed all the magic circle to Zhang Qinglan's head, The dark light flickered in the pupils: "You humans have always liked to eradicate dissidents, don't think that I am still as easy to deceive as before."

Zhang Qinglan was powerless to argue with him, she just opened her mouth in vain, but in the end she didn't say anything, but lowered her head and closed her eyes silently.

"Although I don't know what tricks you are going to use this time," Ao Dingbo's young face showed an undisguised look of disgust: "I won't let you succeed again."

After finishing speaking, the young Dragon King of the South China Sea beckoned and ordered the soldiers below to put heavy shackles on Zhang Qinglan:

"take away."

*****

Ao Dingbo stood with his hands behind his back in front of the prison, and the night pearls on the corridor glowed faintly in the deep sea, reflecting the tumbling sea water around him.

Returning to the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King of the South China Sea turned into a half-dragon, half-human appearance. The crimson dragon horns on his forehead reappeared, his whole body was covered with smooth scales of the same color, and a pair of blood-red vertical pupils glowed with an obscure light.

The prison in front of me is located in the deepest part of the sea, and it is dark all year round. Most of the people imprisoned in it are vicious spirits who have harmed countless creatures.

The young man of the human race who was forced to swallow water drops was sleeping on the soft sand at the bottom of the sea, as if he didn't know that the cage outside was full of thorns.

The dark coral around grows twisted and tangled together, as a natural bondage, imprisoning people in it.

Each cage is separated separately, and separated by the barrier, countless pairs of dark green pupils hide behind the darkness, staring at the "heterogeneous" nearby, dormant and waiting for an opportunity.

A general wearing silver armor bowed and stood behind Ao Dingbo, holding a blood jade necklace respectfully in his hand, bowing his head in silence.

The might of the Dragon King of the South China Sea suppressed all the ferocious beasts in the vicinity at this time, but his eyes fell on the weak human race, which remained for a long time.

"King," the general looked respectful, took a step forward boldly, and passed the necklace in his hand to Ao Dingbo's eyes: "This is what was found from that famous human."

Hearing this, Ao Dingbo lowered his eyes, took the necklace from his hand, frowned, and looked up and down the things in his palm.

"Besides, I have led the soldiers to thoroughly investigate Luliao Mountain again." The man straightened up, and the armor collided with each other, making a slight noise: "I found that on the path between the mountains and forests that coincides with the magic circle, every Five feet, a diamond-shaped spar the size of a knuckle can be dug out of the ground."

While talking, the soldier took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his cuff, and after opening it, he found that there were all transparent crystals of the same shape inside, many of which still had unexhausted aura, and the brightness of the fluorescence on them was not high. One, stacked together.

Ao Dingbo stretched out his hand to take one of them, and crushed the stone with a little force with his fingertips: "So that's how it is."

The reason why Luliao Mountain was able to form such a massive magic circle was that apart from the rich aura of the mountain itself, which could be used as a support, there were also these seemingly small and useless crystals that filled the key points of the magic circle. , urging its operation to extract the spiritual power of the mountain itself.

The magic circle is specially set up for spirit monsters, as long as the spirit monsters can be introduced into the specific eyes of the trick circle, chains can be produced first to restrain the prey, and little by little vitality can be drawn from the bones and veins.Afterwards, when the nine-story formation lights up one by one, and complement each other, all the beasts or spirit monsters can be refined into the formation, and they will be wiped out.

... In order to deal with the real dragon, a lot of thought was really wasted.

"The human race is really vicious!" Ao Dingbo said bitterly when he smashed one of the crystals with his backhand.

"King," the general was swayed by the soaring dragon's power, and he held his breath and said, "There is one more thing."

Ao Dingbo rationally returned to the basket, withdrew the coercive spiritual power around him: "Say."

The man clasped his hands and said in response: "During the process of exploring the mountains, my subordinates also found two teams of troops."

"It's just very strange. Those human races seem to be unable to see us, but they have been running back and forth between the mountains and forests, as if they are looking for something, but they have no clue, and they don't stop for a long time."

"In order to facilitate the investigation, the subordinates can only knock them out and throw them all back to the foot of the mountain..."

Compared with my elder brother's injuries and the magic circle in the mountains, a few human races are really nothing.

Ao Dingbo was worried, so he didn't pursue the general's reckless actions any more, but waved his hand noncommittally: "It doesn't matter."

Just when Ao Dingbo was about to turn around and shake his sleeves to leave, his footsteps were interrupted by a sudden "report--".

A moment later, a shrimp soldier hurriedly appeared at the corner of the corridor of the prison, with anxious face and hurried steps, rushing all the way to Ao Dingbo.

With a "plop", the little soldier knelt down straight in front of Ao Dingbo, his face full of gloom, and he grabbed his head and said: "My lord! The imperial doctor came to report that the Dragon King of the East China Sea is in critical condition, his spiritual power is exhausted, and his condition is extremely bad."

"Please hurry back, Wang!"

Ao Dingbo's expression turned sharp for an instant, and he felt the blood rushing straight up in his brain, making him dizzy.

Immediately, he threw away the crystal fragments in his hand, grabbed the shrimp soldiers from the ground, and hurriedly said: "Let's go."

At the same time, a voice as rough as sand suddenly sounded behind them, hoarse and terrifying, gloomy and gloomy:

"Ao Dingbo, stop."

The Dragon King of the South China Sea turned around and looked back, only then did he see clearly that the human youth, who had been in a coma all this time, stood up with force, his pupils were black and bright, and he was in a state of embarrassment, but he showed no fear.

Zhang Qinglan supported the dark red coral on the cage with one hand, her clothes were torn, her messy hair fluttered in the current, her eyes and brows were quite cold.

"Those trash are useless," the young man's lips curled up, with a half-smile expression on his face: "Take me to see Ao Zhan."

"I can save him."