Cultivation Undefeated Upgrade

Chapter 621 A Red Thread!
Kill the dragon.

Kill the Otoki Azure Dragon!

I have to say that this name is not only vivid but appropriate, but also easy to understand without being sloppy. Besides, it is very domineering and extraordinary.

Therefore, Wang Feng was very satisfied.

Suddenly, I felt that I was too talented.

He nodded, with a smug smile on his face.

At this moment, Wang Feng could be said to have unreservedly raised his little tail to the sky.

but--

There is an old saying that goes well, that extreme joy begets sorrow, and sweetness begets bitterness.

Just when Wang Feng was laughing, at a certain moment, Wang Feng seemed to suddenly freeze the smile on his face, not only stopped smiling, but also showed a gloomy and gloomy expression.

Why?

Because, just now, it was determined by Wang Feng that he was already the Yimu Qinglong who was bound to die.

At this moment, the head and body suddenly burst into a ray of blue light, not to mention meeting together, they were pulling each other, getting closer and closer, and after a while, Yimu Qinglong's head and body fused together, turning back to the original appearance.

Abnormal healing ability!

Once again, Yimu Qinglong raised his head high and squinted at Wang Feng.

As if to say again, "Hey hey, boy, you didn't think of it."

Ok.

I really never expected it!
Slapping the face, the flag stood up, and the rhythm fell in seconds.

Yimu Qinglong's vitality is like a xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

At that moment, Wang Feng felt that after the fusion of the other party's body, there was actually no difference in breath compared to before.

This is this...

Logically speaking, being weak must be weaker than just now.

However, since Wang Feng can't even perceive it, it can be seen how insignificant the weak point is, so that Wang Feng, who is quite good at perceiving and perceiving, can't even see it. What clues.

It seems that it is really difficult to kill this Yimu Qinglong.

Difficult to return.

When the matter is not at the last moment, Wang Feng can't run away timidly.

no way.

You can only take one step at a time, and first fight this Yimu Qinglong for a hundred and eighty rounds.

"Jieao~~~"

Huh~~~huh~~~
He let out a terrifying roar at Wang Feng, which should be the signal for Yimu Qinglong to attack again.

Seriously.

Putting on his posture, Wang Feng was already ready to fight a protracted battle with Yimu Qinglong. He never thought that at this moment, there was an abrupt voice that suddenly sounded.

"Xiaoqing, that's enough."

At first glance, it sounds like an old man.

Hearing this, Yimu Qinglong, who was still furious at first, seemed to roll up his sleeves and wanted to do something big, glanced at Wang Feng, and then followed the direction of the old man's voice, and drifted away.

In the middle of the process, Yimu Qinglong kept getting smaller and smaller, and finally became as big as a loach.

Standing on the old man's shoulders, he rubbed the other's chin with his small head, showing a flattering look.

I'll be good.

Shouldn't he be alive?

Seeing that Otoki Qinglong, who was majestic and majestic just now, became so cute, Wang Feng suddenly felt that he might be dreaming, and in his dream, there was no intention of waking up at all.

Otherwise, how can you see this situation?
As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

If it wasn't a dream that could make Yimu Qinglong show such a posture, the identity of this old man must be very unusual.

Set your mind.

Looking forward, Wang Feng looked away.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, Wang Feng saw a man in red with a long white beard who had already been dragged to the ground. There was a crescent-shaped logo on his forehead. He was leaning on a cane in one hand and holding a book in the other. With an amiable and kind face, he walked slowly like Wang Feng.

Obviously, it seems that every step of the old man is not big, and the frequency of walking is extremely slow.

Unexpectedly, it was under such preconditions that the old man came from afar and arrived in front of Wang Feng.

Feel it.

Since the distance was far enough, Wang Feng could tell that this old man was not a living creature, not even a clone, but just a ray of consciousness or a projection.

However, it was such an old man who made Wang Feng feel absolutely powerless.

The strength of the other party is just the consciousness or projection that appears in Wang Feng. In terms of strength, it is probably higher than Daluo Jinxian. In fact, Wang Feng has a strange feeling that this kind old man who is harmless to humans and animals, Wanting to kill Da Luo Jinxian is as simple as drinking water and eating, and you can easily do it with a little finger movement.

In this way, Wang Feng thought a lot.

In this way, Wang Feng wasted a lot of time, as if he was in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, Wang Feng respectfully saluted the other party, "Boy, join the senior."

Nodding his head, he said kindly to the old man, "Young man, you are very good. This determination to break the casserole and ask the end makes me a little moved."

"Senior praised you absurdly." Wang Feng said.

"Young man, do you know who I am?" the old man asked.

Shaking his head, Wang Feng said he didn't know.

Then, the old man stroked his snow-white beard, laughed twice, and then said, "Young man, haven't you been looking for me all the time? Why, when we finally met, you didn't recognize me?"

After a little dialing from the old man.

Finally, Wang Feng came to his senses and immediately said, "Oh~~~Senior, could it be that you are the one who created this starlight world..."

Keep half of the words out of your mouth.

However, the implication is already very clear.

Nodding again, the old man said, "Exactly."

At this point in the conversation, Wang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the old man is the creator of the starlight world, at the same time, he must also be a great power in the prehistoric period of Shenzhou. With such an identity, the relationship between Wang Feng and the old man is that of his predecessors.

It's too late for the seniors to take care of the younger ones, so they definitely won't hurt Wang Feng~~~
Paused.

After organizing the language a bit, Wang Feng wanted to ask the old man about what happened in the prehistoric and mythical periods of China, but before Wang Feng could speak, the old man waved his hand first.

Can't ask?
Yes, just can't ask!
At that time, the old man said, "Young man, I know what you want to explore. However, there are some things that cannot be said. All your doubts, the old man knows, and in the old man's heart, there is a one-to-one correspondence. The answer. However, this is only an answer that belongs to me. If you want to know this, you have to find it yourself. There are some things that can only be answered by doing it yourself.”

After a pause, the old man said again, "Those who abandon me, don't let the day of yesterday stay. Those who disturb my mind, the day of today is very worrying."

At this point, the old man sang two lines of the copied poem. It seemed that he wanted to fool Wang Feng.

To be honest, Wang Feng listened to the old man's words, and there was only one thing in his heart, and that was: all fucking bullshit!
If you don't say it, don't say it, and pretend to be deep.

But, MMP in my heart, smiling on my face.

Due to the invincible strength of the old man, Wang Feng complained, but he didn't dare to speak out, he could only say yes.

I thought it was well hidden, but I never expected that the old man still has the ability to read people's hearts. He looked Wang Feng up and down, and then sighed, "Oh~~~ That's all. Young people, old people know, you There must be some displeasure in my heart. In order not to let you go in vain, I will give you a meeting gift."

Finished.

Whoosh whoosh~~~
From the old man's cuff, a thread suddenly flew out, a... red thread!
(End of this chapter)