After Xuanzang left, the immortals and Buddhas gradually moved away from here. At this time, Li Chong slowly appeared, with a little turtle that had been locked up for a long time lying on his shoulder. His little eyes were wandering around, as if he was curious about the original
Why are the mountains gone?
Looking at the disappearing Wuzhi Mountain, Li Chong also had a calm look on his face. At the same time, he was thinking about the next stop of Tang Monk and Sun Wukong. After regaining Sun Wukong, the next stop should be the little white dragon with the snake coiled in the mountain and the eagle in the sad stream.
And Li Chong is now trying to catch Xiao Bailong's attention. Prince Xihai Long is the weakest among Tang Seng's disciples. The other three are the worst and have the combat power of Daluo Jinxian. Only he has only
Taiyi Golden Immortal, this is already very powerful among the dragon clan, but among the Westward Journey team, it can only be considered unsatisfactory.
And he is also the least ambitious. The other three have been given Dharma titles and have substantial master and disciple status, but this little white dragon is unknown, nameless and has no title. He can only transform from a dragon into a horse for people to drive. This
It is a huge shame for any dragon clan.
This little white dragon doesn't want the other people to have deep backgrounds. He is a complete blank slate. If he wants to join the experience learning team, this little white dragon is the best and only choice.
Once he joins the scripture-seeking team, it will be more beneficial to implement his plan, so he must be ahead of Tang Seng, otherwise with the arrival of Tang Seng, many gods and gods who protected him along the way will also come with him. By that time
If you move any hands or feet, you will be easily exposed.
Thinking of this, Li Chong immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and headed to Yingchou Stream.
Standing in the void, looking at the snake-coiled mountain and the eagle-sorrow stream below, the mountains are dangerous and strange, with layers upon layers of peaks. A huge wide deep stream suddenly appears between two huge mountains, like a crack in the earth, terrifying and ferocious.
There is no bottom in the gorge, and the water surges into the sky one after another, churning and surging thousands of feet high. The sight of it makes people feel chilly in their hearts.
Looking at Yingchou Stream, Li Chong was slightly startled. This deep stream is indeed famous for its steepness. No wonder the little white dragon would be lurking here. Then a light flashed in his eyes and his mouth opened slightly.
"Ao Runlong King Yulong Third Prince, come out quickly."
As soon as the voice came out, every word was like thunder, resounding throughout the mountain stream. The huge thunder roared out and could be heard clearly in every place in Yingchou Stream.
"Yan."
As the thunder ended, a loud roar of dragons burst out, and then a giant white dragon spread its teeth and claws, pushed up the waves, and pushed out of the cliff mountain.
He looked at Li Chong with an angry expression, but his ferocious and furious expression contained a hint of wisdom and wisdom. His body was circling and flying, just like a prehistoric dragon, exuding a noble and sacred aura.
Looking at the little white dragon, Li Chong felt slightly satisfied. What a jade dragon. Although he is the prince of the Dragon Palace, there is no exaggeration or playfulness in him. He is very brave and upright, and has a trace of the spirit of an ancient true dragon.
No wonder he became a dragon master. This made Li Chong more determined to regain him.
Looking at Li Chong, Xiao Bailong's huge eyes flashed with vigilance and solemnity. The aura of this man made him feel heart palpitations, and he said in a deep voice.
"Who are you and why did you call me?"
"Little White Dragon, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, was accused of disobedience by his father for setting fire to the pearl in the palace and committed a capital crime. He was rescued by Guanyin and placed here to wait for Buddhist scripture seekers. The reason why you are willing to seek scriptures should be because of the promise of Buddhism
Can you help me become a real dragon?"
Looking at the little white dragon, Li Chong held the pearls of wisdom in his hands and talked eloquently.
Upon hearing Li Chong's words, Xiao Bailong's expression condensed, his dragon scales suddenly raised, and he asked with great vigilance.
"Who are you? How do you know these things? What business do you have with me? What's your conspiracy?"
"You don't have to be so vigilant. I'm here to give you a great blessing. If you follow Buddhism, you will only get the body of a true dragon. If you follow me, what you will get will be a hundred times or even a thousand times what you have now."
"Hmph, I am a descendant of the dragon clan. How can I be summoned by a little monster like you? Besides, what ability and ability do you have to make such a big promise? You are not afraid of letting your tongue slip."
A look of disdain flashed through Xiao Bailong's eyes. Although the person in front of him was stronger than himself, he was a huge Buddhist opponent. It was just an idiot talking in his sleep. He secretly prepared for a fight. He was ready to fight at any time.
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Hearing Xiao Bailong's words, Li Chong was not angry but happy. Xiao Bailong was so arrogant at heart. How could he be willing to drive the car for others? This would make it easier to recover.
And all these actions of Xiao Bailong did not escape Li Chong's eyes. He saw that Xiao Bailong was ready for the battle. He did not take any action to surrender. Most people cannot escape coercion and inducement. Now he has defeated this person first.
Xiao Bailong, please give me some more benefits, a bright light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he said calmly.
"Now that you are ready, I will let you know my strength."
The faint words hit the little white dragon's heart like a heavy hammer. The person in front of him was completely confident. For a moment, the dragon scales all over his body suddenly rose, and the blood energy surged into the sky. The dragon's power was radiating out, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Looking at the little white dragon who was ready to take action, Li Chong looked slightly satisfied. This little white dragon was quite spirited with swordsmanship. He nodded slightly in his heart, slowly drew out his Zanpakutō, and shouted lightly.
"Sit upright in the frosty sky, Dairedren Hyōrinmaru!"
"Yan."
Suddenly, an icy blue frost dragon descended from the sky. Its entire body was glowing blue like ice cubes. It was extremely beautiful. Its huge icy blue wings flapped gently, creating bursts of beautiful ice.
The frost dragon's entire body was horribly cold, rising straight into the sky. The entire sky changed color, and bursts of dragon power erupted. The huge ice dragon's body was even worse than the little white dragon.
Looking at the ice-blue giant dragon that appeared in front of him, the corners of the little white dragon's eyes twitched, and a trace of horror flashed through him. How could this man control such a dragon and at the same time use all his strength even more vigorously? The blood was like a rolling tide, carrying the terrifying power of the dragon.
Trying his best to resist Li Chong's momentum.
Looking at Xiao Bailong's actions, Li Chong looked indifferent with a hint of indifference and disdain. With the strength of a Daluo Jinxian and the swastika, he was trying to beat a lion to a rabbit. He would succeed with one strike. How could he be a Taiyijin?
An immortal can resist it.
However, this little white dragon is full of fighting spirit and can make good changes when the opportunity arises, but the gap in realm cannot be made up so easily.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, the huge Zanpakutō stood up sharply, and he shouted lightly.
"Thousand-year Ice Prison!"
"Kakakaka."
Suddenly, huge icicles slowly formed in the sky, exuding a terrifying cold air, and appeared from all directions, trapping the little white dragon inside and squeezing them away quickly.
"Peng."
Before the little white dragon could react, the huge icicles slammed it shut and froze it inside.
Inside the huge icicle, the little white dragon looked horrified, his whole body was gradually frozen and he couldn't move for a moment.
"Yan."
A huge dragon roar rose into the sky from the ice prison, and then a huge white dragon, dripping with blood, rose into the sky and quickly escaped from the ice prison.
At the critical moment, the little white dragon burst out with a terrifying dragon roar, and a huge amount of blood rushed out of the body. The fierce and masculine dragon blood melted the ice, and with the innate ability to control water, he managed to escape this terrifying attack.
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After escaping from the ice prison, the little white dragon looked panicked, plunged into the water, and disappeared.
After Xiao Bailong escaped from the ice prison and plunged into the water, Li Chong had countless opportunities to intercept him, but he knew in his heart that in order to completely regain Xiao Bailong, he would have to completely shatter his confidence. He would use more direct and more powerful methods.
The powerful force shattered everything in him, including all luck.
Watching the little white dragon escape into the gorge with cold eyes, Li Chong knew that there were thousands of holes and orifices connected with this deep gorge, so the little white dragon had this luck in his heart, and Li Chong wanted to completely crush his luck.
He knew his own terror and felt a sense of awe.
Looking at the huge deep stream, Li Chong's temperament was extremely ethereal. He gently stepped on the waves and stood on the water. As he fell into the water, Li Chong's feet quickly froze, and then radiated from his feet, rapidly expanding. In an instant, the entire eagle
Thousands of feet and thousands of feet of waves in the melancholy stream were frozen into ice sculptures.
After doing all this, Li Chong looked at the thousands of holes in the distance, raised his Zanpakutō, and shouted lightly.
"Burial of Ice and White Flowers."
Amidst the shouts, extremely cold but extremely beautiful snowflakes fell from the sky, falling everywhere in Yingchou Stream, and immediately the entire Yingchou Stream was quickly frozen. For a moment, it was like a country of ice and snow, and the sky and the earth were instantaneous.
There is only white, only cold ice sculptures.
After doing all this, Li Chong looked coldly into the water and said coldly.
"If you don't come out, I will freeze this entire deep stream to see where you can live."
The little white dragon who escaped into the water felt the huge coldness. His usually steady expression finally showed panic, and he more intuitively understood Li Chong's terror. He knew the coldness of the person in front of him.
But it's impossible for it to admit defeat so simply. If it can't be beaten, it can't hide. Only when a dragon can bend and stretch can it be a real dragon.
Then it quickly became smaller, only the size of a finger, and suddenly sank into the mud of the gorge, swaying like a loach in the mud. I didn't dare to make a move, because the surroundings were completely frozen, and there was no way to escape. I could only do
Withdraw your head and become a turtle.
Li Chong looked calm on the water and waited quietly.
"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the west, the toes of the east gather together with the wind and drive away the rain, and scatter after slapping the toes."
Looking coldly into the water, after a moment, Li Chong chanted calmly, and a huge chain sank into the void. To chase the sparrow by slapping his toes was to sense the opponent's spiritual pressure and track and capture its location.
"boom."
Soon a huge white dragon rushed out of the ice, followed by a huge chain chasing after it.
"Six-stick light prison!"
Looking at the huge white dragon, without waiting for it to react, Li Chong stretched out his hand and pointed coldly, and a huge light flashed out, violently fixing the little white dragon.
Suddenly, a huge white dragon appeared in the sky, firmly fixed by six huge light pillars, and crashed to the ground, smashing the ice shards on the ground. In his panic, cold air currents quickly enveloped the small white dragon.
Looking at the frozen little white dragon, Li Chong stretched out his hand and dropped it into his palm. The figure also disappeared.