I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 455

Feng Bingwen is condescending, overlooking the thousands of miles of sea below, the sea breeze blows past, setting off waves, at first glance, there seems to be nothing unusual.

But as the five qi circulated in his eyes, Feng Bingwen could see the more turbulent ocean currents in the depths of the ocean, and this also brought about more turbulent waves sparkling on the sea surface, and waves several feet high broke out on the sea surface. Before the photo was taken, there was a bigger and more urgent wave.

"Dragon Clan!"

Under the gaze of the young Taoist, the deep ocean abyss and the vast sea territory were not enough to block his gaze, and he quickly found the culprit that caused the ocean current to change.

It was a real blue dragon more than two hundred feet long, with cold scales. He writhed in the deep sea. The power to control water originated from the depths of his blood, and he naturally manipulated the endless ocean currents to suppress his opponents.

And it is precisely because a real dragon is exercising its blood talent under the deep sea that many changes have risen above the sea, the originally bright sky has also darkened, and the pattering rain It also drifted across the sea and sky, and a flash of lightning flashed from time to time.

It's a little strange to meet a real dragon in the middle of the ocean, or a real dragon fighting martial arts, but after thinking about it, it's not a big deal.

Originally, Feng Bingwen was not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business. Whether this real dragon wins or loses, he doesn't care about it. Anyway, he doesn't know him, so it has nothing to do with him.

However, when Feng Bingwen saw the opponent of this real dragon, his original plan to drive the dragon boat to leave quickly dissipated without a trace, and his detached and indifferent temperament disappeared, on the contrary, he was a little eager to try.

Because it was a huge monster shrouded in black and gray smog, but when it collided with the real dragon, it could be vaguely seen, the thick carapace and powerful thick claws hidden deep in the smog.

There is no doubt that there is no one who can compete with a real dragon in the deep sea. It depends on the fierce temperament of the fight with it, and it is right to label it as a peerless monster.

It is definitely not wise to attack such a monster for no reason, but at the first sight of this monster shrouded in black mist, Feng Bingwen knew that the opportunity had come.

Extraterrestrial demons!

The resistance, repulsion, and murderous aura that came from his heart when he saw it clearly explained his identity, and it was the mark of this world to monsters from outside the territory.

It's impolite to casually call the monster below him a demon. Maybe he is in his own world, and he might be an auspicious holy beast that is enshrined and revered by thousands of people.

But without permission, rashly invaded and set foot in other worlds, no matter what happened before, they would all be classified as extraterrestrial demons.

Feng Bingwen, who is a member of this world, naturally has nothing to think about the demons from outside the territory, and if he is killed, he will have heavenly skills and immeasurable merits will be added to his body.

This is also one of the reasons why the real dragon below tried its best to suppress and kill the monster regardless of the damage to the dragon's body, even spitting out the dragon ball.

Immortals are precious, but the dragons who are born with a long lifespan are not far behind. When it comes to pity their lives, they are also top-notch in the world. If there is no great benefit, they will not take up the responsibility of protecting the world.

"Brother, why don't you go?"

Just as Feng Bingwen was thinking, a slightly questionable question came from behind, but it was Luo Lingxiao who noticed the strangeness of the dragon boat, so he appeared to ask.

"Senior sister, don't worry, wait for a while, I found a chance below, and I'm going to collect it!"

Feng Bingwen turned around to look at the senior sister, then looked down at the increasingly turbulent sea water, and then took a step forward, turning into a mysterious light, blending into the tide, and never seeing him again.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that Feng Bingwen just greeted him before jumping into the vast ocean below, Luo Lingxiao just raised his hand and lost the chance to ask him to stay.

"This junior brother..."

Luo Lingxiao put down her palm in a bit of annoyance. She fed and fed a lot along the way, and whenever she ran into something, she just said hello and went her own way without discussing it with her.

"What chance?"

He complained, but Luo Lingxiao looked at the sudden change of the sky in front of him, and the increasingly dangerous Wang Yang below him, he couldn't help feeling a little curious, and went to the bow of the ship to look down.

"Dragon Qi!"

With a beautiful face and an extraordinary beauty, Luo Lingxiao stretched out his hand and lightly held it forward, rubbed his fingers as crystal clear as jade, and his eyes sparkled brilliantly.

"There is a real dragon under the water, and he was injured. Could it be that the chance that the younger brother mentioned is the dragon?"

Although the Dragon Clan signed a covenant with the Human Clan a very long time ago, it was in the overall situation, and in private, there are ogre dragons who rely on their blood to fight fiercely, and there are also dragons who regard the muscles, bones, flesh and blood of the Dragon Clan as natural treasures. The Dragon Hunting Monk.

When the timing is right, nine and a half out of ten monks don't mind temporarily turning into dragon-hunting monks.After all, successfully hunting a dragon, even if it is not a real dragon, but just a flood dragon, can make you rich overnight.

My junior brother ran into a wounded real dragon, so he became thoughtful. As a disciple of the Supreme Daoist, from the overall situation, he naturally had to criticize a few words, but as a senior sister, she chose to turn a blind eye and even wondered how to help The younger brother covered up the news.

And when Luo Lingxiao, who felt that his cultivation was not enough and obediently waited on the dragon boat, was thinking wildly and came up with a few plans to help Feng Bingwen get rid of the dragon clan's pursuit, Feng Bingwen had already dived into the deep abyss. It approached the two behemoths that were fighting.

At the moment when Feng Bingwen was approaching, not only did he see the appearance of these two giant beasts with a height of hundreds of feet more clearly and intuitively, but also these two behemoths with red eyes were almost aware of Feng Bingwen's arrival almost at the same time.

"Tai Shang Dao, Lord of Sumeru, Feng Bingwen, I have met fellow Taoists of the Dragon Clan!"

At the same time, facing the malice of a monster as huge as a mountain staring at and directly hitting the true spirit, and even the indistinct hostility of another true dragon, Feng Bingwen did not change his face, and reported his name.

"Excellent Xianxiu!"

Even though many scales were damaged on his body, the azure true dragon, which still did not hide its majesty and beauty, looked at Feng Bingwen. After hearing the other party's explanation of the origin, he couldn't say the expulsion words, so he changed his words.
"Brother Dao came at the right time, quickly help me and kill this demon."

"A solid wish."

Feng Bingwen replied with a smile. Accompanied by a sonorous sword sound full of chilling meaning, the young Taoist jumped up and merged with the sword light, turning into a long and horizontal sword glow. In an instant, Wang Yang turmoil.

The tyrannical and fierce sword aura, even in the deep sea, can hardly conceal its sharpness. Along with the sword aura passing by, a long and narrow cavity briefly emerged in the deep sea, passing through the outer region covered by the black mist. Demon.

Puff!

Accompanied by the cavity that existed for less than a moment, it was refilled and squeezed by the sea water, leaving no gaps, and in the deep sea, there was also a sound of explosion and cracking that was even stronger than thunder.

Roar!
There was a roar of pain that could not be concealed in anger, and the gurgling black blood was dyed in the sea water, making the black mist around it thicker, and Feng Bingwen, holding the blood-colored fairy sword, stood on the other side, and the real dragon with broken scales Pack it in the middle.

The sword just now was just a test. After the sword was cut out, Feng Bingwen probably had a clue in his heart. The hardness of this physique is worthy of being a demon who can compete with real dragons in the deep sea and make him suffer. .

However, compared with the peak state, the state of this demon has obviously declined extremely seriously, thanks to the consumption of the dragon king. It is no wonder that the dragon king did not have much joy in his eyes when he saw Feng Bingwen appearing.

No one would be happy if a human-headed dog suddenly appeared after exhausting the opponent seven to seventy-eight eighty-eight, eager to harvest heads.

(End of this chapter)