Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 188 Stabbed the Dragon's Nest
The west side of Yanming Lake is not a cliff, but there are protruding rocks and overgrown vegetation. Although it is a stone wall, it is not without nowhere to climb.

Fang Ling swung out his flying tiger claws to grasp a rock, then held his breath, trying not to be disturbed by the joyful dragons over there, and used his spiritual power to carefully sense the surrounding atmosphere.

However, apart from the boundless dragon energy, there is nothing unusual.

Now that he has come to this point, he can only take out the compass, calculate and correct the position bit by bit, even if he digs inch by inch, he must dig out the beast.

I don't know how long it took, but when Fang Ling was climbing all the way and was about to be exhausted, he suddenly felt something strange about the compass in his hand.

She held the rope firmly with one hand to stabilize her figure, and held up the compass with the other to search around.I saw that the compass needle seemed to be affected by some external force, and it was always wobbling.

Fang Ling hurriedly wrapped the rope around his waist, freed his hand to bring the compass close to the stone wall, and began to fumble carefully. Soon, a piece of green moss caught Fang Ling's attention.

She carefully scraped away the moss, revealing a rusty cross-shaped crack on the stone wall.

Fang Ling quickly cleaned up all the weeds and moss around him.

From the recess of the stone wall, a two-foot-tall sun-carved beast suddenly appeared.

And the forehead of the Yazi Beast is exactly the cross keyhole that attracted the magnetic needle just now.The keyhole has been in disrepair for many years, and it has long been rusted into a ball, and it is covered with rust debris when you touch it lightly.

Is there ever any trace of it being opened?
Fang Ling was stunned for a long time, and then angrily threw a handful of moss in his hand towards the Jiayi Beast.

What dragon wood?It's all a lie.

Yue Changting, the dignified elder of Yunxu Palace, used such rogue tricks in order to prevent her from returning to Yunshan.

No wonder no matter how I perceived it before, there was never a trace of strangeness.

I think that no matter how powerful the dragon is, it is still bound.If the formation really exists, then there will definitely be a righteous and killing aura surrounding it, and no matter how domineering the dragon aura is, it will certainly not be able to hide this aura.

I prepared with great concentration, vowed to the letter, and even risked my life and fortune, but in the end I was just being teased and played with.

All the previous actions to deceive her, lie to her, lie to her, and humiliate her were all because of a speculation with different opinions.

Fang Ling's eyes were red, and he took out the Dragon Subduing Wood from his arms, only to see that one side still had the runes and spells that he had painstakingly studied over the past few days and engraved carefully stroke by stroke.

Thinking that his hard work day and night was just a joke, Fang Ling stretched out his hand and forcibly broke off a rock, immediately destroying the dense spell.

Sooner or later, just when Fang Lingyu was resentful and focused on the spell, he saw a green shadow flying towards him like an eagle.

Fang Ling couldn't tell whether this person had been dormant on a nearby mountain cliff or came from a sudden attack from which direction.

I felt an inexplicable strange smell coming, and my hand was empty, and the Dragon Subduing Wood that I was holding just now had been taken away.

Fang Ling was hit one after another, and his eyes were red now. He didn't know where the brute force came from, and he reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

However, what Ling Fang Ling never expected was that the arm was not strong and strong, and it was even unbelievably soft.It felt as if Cuiyun's sister-in-law's sausage had just been stuffed in the twelfth lunar month and hadn't had time to dry yet, being pestered into the bones.

Just when Fang Ling was surprised, the man slashed towards his throat with a backhanded sword.

The man's face was covered with a piece of linen cloth that didn't know whether it was green or black. Even the clothes on his body seemed to have grown together with the moss on the rocks. Traces of moss could be seen everywhere.

I don't know if it was deliberately made up as a disguise or if it was really lurking on this cliff for a long time.

But such a weirdo is holding a seven-star sword that is almost the same as the average disciple of Guiyun Mountain.

Seeing that Fang Ling was tying his hands and feet, the man stabbed his head and face with several swords one after another.

Fang Ling was unarmed and didn't dare to fight recklessly, so he kicked his feet and swung the rope to throw himself out.

However, it is already difficult to move on the cliff, but Jiao Chi, who was still playing happily with Hongyaner in the pool just now, seemed to be awakened by the movement here.

The giant yellow pupils suddenly contracted, and a fierce killing intent immediately spread.

Red Eye watched Jiao Chi glaring at Fang Ling, and shouted in a hurry:

"Baby, don't worry about that! Look here...here!"

But seeing that Jiao Chi, as if he had never heard of it, soared into the air with a long roar, and flung out his long tail curling around Zhaoying. Suddenly, the wind was high and the waves were rushing, water, light, swords and shadows all greeted us here.

Although Fang Ling and the strange man both climbed the rocks and quickly retreated to both sides, they were still dazzled by the debris of the rocks crushed by the water jet.

Even Hongyaner was nailed together with Zhaoying to the cliff where the two were just now, unable to move.

At this time, the water in the Choming Pond suddenly started to ripple, and a giant black dragon circled up wrapped in a huge column of water. In an instant, it stood in the sky a few feet away in front of Fang Ling.

I saw it standing down from a high position, like a demon king looking down on the world, staring here with full of anger.

Fang Ling clearly read the killing intent in its eyes, and couldn't help shivering.

It turns out that this is the real dragon.

The strange man didn't seem surprised when he saw the sudden change. He just climbed the cliff and fled as quickly as a mountain ghost.

However, the Jiao Chi shot out with a water sword, hitting the stone wall in front of the man, forcing him back.I saw that Jiao Chi let out an angry roar and charged towards this cliff.

Hongyan'er was trapped on top of the shadow, and now he was nailed into the cliff, unable to move.He was shocked when he saw this:
"You bastard, if you dare to hit me, I..."

As Jiao Chi slammed into the rock wall with all his strength, he felt thunder and rocks splashing, and the second half of Hongyan'er's sentence was immediately submerged in the roar.

The strong vibration loosened the rocks that the flying tiger's claws were hooking. Fang Ling was smashed to the bone and slid down several feet before he caught a bush.

However, when I looked back, the waves were raging, rocks were flying, and the red eyes were nowhere to be found.

And that strange man obviously didn't have a good time. Looking at his ragged appearance, he probably didn't have a piece of good meat on his body.

When Jiao Chi heard the blood, he was even more furious. He shrank his neck and struck again like lightning.

Fang Ling knew that it was a fluke just now, and there was no way he could escape unscathed if this continued.

I had no choice but to feel out the bone whistle and was waiting for help, but there was a scream from the strange mouth first.

The sound was noisy and loud. It was not like the sound that a human throat could make, but more like the harsh chirping of cicadas, but it sounded many times louder than the cicadas.

After the scream, the surrounding woods suddenly began to make a sound.

Jiao Chi noticed the movement and hesitated for a moment, then stopped attacking. He puffed out two puffs of smoke angrily from his nose, seeming to be very concerned about the things that were rapidly gathering around him.

The noise became more and more dense, and the sound became louder and louder, but in a flash, it had already spread over the entire mountain depression, and the noise was overwhelming, like the sound of fine metal scratches, all of them gathered towards the Yiming Pool.

Suddenly, I saw a black dragon as thick as a bucket flying towards me from a dense forest near the waterfall.

That flying posture is light and elegant, it doesn't seem to be done by force at all, but more like walking against the wind.

Why are those who can control the wind come? Fang Ling couldn't help but ask himself.

It’s not like there’s a Yinglong hidden here besides a dragon, right?

Fang Ling inexplicably wanted to scold his mother, what kind of shit luck was this, why is it like a dragon's nest?
(End of this chapter)