In the deep black sky, the white dragon sweeps across the evil spirits.

It was confirmed that the floating island was not the Celestial Mountain but the Zhuquan Temple in the Dragon Sleeping World. The ruined temple gate was so unique and unique in all worlds. It turned out that the bamboo forest where the Zhuquan Temple was located turned out to be a leftover fairy mountain. How many secrets was hidden in the Dragon Sleeping World?

Forget about curiosity, just destroy the magic circle and destroy the hole with all your strength at this moment.

The soul was anxious and angry. Just now, the Minglan World used a special mysterious wave to let Bai Yu leave. Leave Minglan Star, stay away from danger and never come back again. Even the dragon body can feel the stronger and stronger buoyancy of lifting into the sky.

I will not leave, I will never give up, I will fight to the end and never give up!

The dragon's claws stepped on the ground and brought up the soil. The body slid straight towards the huge semicircular light curtain. Countless living monsters waved their weapons to attack, and sparks flickered when they hit the dragon's scales.

Every time the huge dragon claw fell, the earthquake made a roaring sound.

A low-level ugly monster with a hunchback was desperately running away from the divine beast. As he ran, he suddenly realized that he was shrouded in shadow. When he looked up, he was scared to death.

save me

The huge five-fingered dragon claw fell, the soil on the ground collapsed into a shallow pit, and the screams stopped abruptly.

When he raised his paws and stepped forward, a bloody monster stuck to it. It fell off in mid-air and fell to the ground with a clatter. Its original shape could not be seen at all. The monsters running underneath saw giant beast scales above their heads and scales growing horizontally on their abdomens. They were different from those on the two sides.

Side spindle-shaped dragon scales, a monster threw an ax away, but no damage was caused, and it was replaced by a foot.

There were monsters on both sides firing rough bone arrows, which only sparsely hit the scales and then bounced away.

Bai Yu felt bored and was too lazy to go back and deal with the low-level monsters. He swung his long dragon tail and swept it first to the left and then to the right, clearing a large area immediately.

The eye of the storm suspends the fairy mountain.

The old man, the young man and the three young men were completely confused. What the hell is this?

Black clouds loomed over the lightning and thunder, white dragons swam and crawled, countless ugly monsters loomed over the darkness, and the light curtain looked like an upside-down rice cooker. Where did the top of Zhuquan Temple fly to?

Lying on the edge of the fairy mountain on the floating island, I exposed my head and looked at the chaos below, trying to understand it with my brain that had never seen the world.

Boss Bai! It’s Boss Bai!

The snake demon boy recognized Bai Yu's identity at a glance. The way beasts identify is different from humans.

Old Huixian is still distressed about the ruined temple gate.

Didn’t Donor Bai transform into a dragon and ascend to the fairy world?

If this was a fairyland, I would rather stay in my hometown and not go out.

Little Shitou touched his bald head covered with green stubble and felt that the fairy world was not good. He looked down at the gloomy mess, which looked like the eighteenth level of hell mentioned by Master. He silently prayed in his heart that the top of the mountain would not end up in this ghost place.

On the ground, a huge white dragon walked to the light curtain, and stood up and waved its dragon claws to grab the magic circle!

Bang!

The huge dragon claw hit the magic circle, causing the light curtain to ripple in circles, trembling slightly, and scattered howls of demons sliding down from the top of the light curtain and flying away.

Unwilling to slap hard and scratch again, the light curtain trembled and trembled but never broke. The sharp claws scratched the light curtain and made a squeaking sound, as if it was rubbing against glass. I slapped it hard. If it couldn't cause any damage, I simply climbed up the hemispherical light curtain and opened its mouth.

Turn your face sideways and scratch hard with your fangs

roar!

The angry and irritable Bai Yu quickly turned around and swung his long dragon tail to hit the light curtain!

There was another violent tremor, but the intensity was not enough. Even with extreme thunderstorms, the formation could not be broken. The city's population of more than 10,000 people turned into blood mist and was absorbed by the hole!

Scratching, swiping his tail, and even turning his head and hitting him hard with his horns

The monsters took the opportunity to flee in all directions, while the humans outside the light curtain and in the city were dumbfounded. They were both excited to have the divine dragon come to rescue but also a little afraid of the divine dragon's current violent state.

What to do

When I was desperate, I suddenly felt something in my heart. I raised my dragon head and looked towards the fairy mountain of Zhuquan Temple.

Looking at the future with his right eye, he vaguely saw that things were turning around. The details were unclear, but it was related to the three strange things in the ruined temple.

The thrust from Minglan's world disappeared, and depending on the way of heaven, there were also variables.

There was a sound in the air behind him, and a rough spear hit the dragon's horn above his head. It bounced off with a bang, and Bai Yu also turned his head and saw the group of demons, who were gathered together and shouting so hard that he couldn't hear what they were shouting.

With a cry, his huge body moved too quickly to drive the airflow, causing the rainwater to sweep across him.

Lower your head and walk close to the ground.

Open your ferocious mouth and shovel up a lot of monsters!

Half of the monster's body came out from the corner of its mouth and screamed in horror. The dragon's mouth was filled with hot flames and burned into ashes.

Two bangs!

The two front paws stamped hard on the ground, raised the dragon's head and floated into the air, twisted left and right and swam toward the eye of the storm where the fairy mountain was. There were many demons strung on the spine of the dragon's tail on its back. During the flight, unlucky monsters kept screaming and falling.

, shake it gently, shake off the monster and restore the crystal white color.

It's rainy, wet and cold, and the dragon's scales don't stick to the rain and drip off.

Due to the angle, the Zhuquan Temple group who was waiting on the edge of Xianshan Mountain could not see the dragon. The little stone hugged the snake demon boy to prevent him from going down, and Lao Huixian's heart was spinning in panic.

At this moment, the rainwater falling down the cliff was suddenly swept up by the airflow and flew upwards.

An old man and a young boy stared blankly at the edge.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, the shabby monk's clothes were scattered, and the cold rain slapped randomly on the face.

As the wind blew, a huge ferocious dragon head lifted up from the edge, and then with two bang bang sounds, two oversized dragon claws rested on the edge of the fairy mountain cliff, with red eyes staring at an old man and a young boy.

Virtuous old man~ quickly help me break this turtle shell~!

Bai Yu yelled anxiously.

Maybe the dragon himself didn't feel the shock of the roaring dragon roar, but the three little ones opposite felt the heat wave hit and the rain evaporated instantly, and the rain dried them. The monk's robes were all patched and torn, and they couldn't stand still and took several steps back.

The soft and flowing mane hunts in the wind and rain.

Old man Huixian forced himself to calm down.

The donor is fine, the poor monk named Hui Xian, and the other one really don’t know how to help. I only know how to chant sutras, meditate, Zen, and alms.

There’s no need for alms, just meditate and recite sutras, you can just recite whatever you want!

It was deafening again, and the small stones were blown backwards by the wind and smashed the broken door into pieces with a clang. From now on, the broken door no longer needed to be repaired.

That's good, poor monk, give it a try

Old Huixian hurriedly meditated in front of the ruined temple, fell into concentration, and began to recite sutras without any distractions. Little Shitou rubbed his bald head and ran back to sit next to the master and chanted sutras while the snake demon boy stood aside with a ring-headed knife to perform his duty of protecting the law.

The ancient monks in the temple were quiet, the bells were ringing, and they were muttering sutras to ward off evil spirits and demons. The dilapidated Zhuquan Temple emitted a golden auspicious light, and then the entire fairy mountain shone golden.

Different from the divine dragon Bai Yu, Lao Huixian is more like a calm mind and calms the mind to ward off evil spirits, while a certain dragon is as powerful as a prison and will kill him if he disagrees with him.

The sound of chanting sutras spread throughout the sky, earth and sky

The struggling human race fell silent and turned into blood mist that dissipated and was contained. The huge hemispherical light curtain array trembled and flickered, weakening the structure and making it unstable.

There's something going on! This old man's other abilities are not the best at suddenly playing a key role.

Release the dragon's claws and fly downwards, swing the dragon's tail and pounce through the rain curtain, summoning wind, rain, thunder and lightning from the sky to prepare to destroy the magic circle at the right time!

Circling downwards, the golden light of the fairy mountain illuminates the snow-white dragon scales
Chapter completed!