Yang Xiaobao immediately attacked the other party's show-off, and he sat down cross-legged to rest. The process of condensing the sword intent just now was a bit like that, but now he could feel his consciousness a little drowsy.
This is really exhausting.
"Hmph! If these old guys hadn't designed to ambush me back then, how could I have been trapped here? But now I have a companion, and you have to accompany me for hundreds of years."
Heilong responded to Yang Xiaobao's ridicule, and the second half was used to stimulate Yang Xiaobao's ideas. It would be best to help him break the stone tablet in anger. That's the best!
"Yes, I've been with you for hundreds of years anyway. Tell me, what category does my current realm fall into?"
Yang Xiaobao didn't care about the other party's words, thinking that this would make him break the stone tablet?
But it's so whimsical.
"Hmph! You are just a small spiritual realm, and you can fall down alive, which is a bit lucky."
Heilong said, but he was extremely alert. Lucky was just perfunctory Yang Xiaobao's words. As for him, the strength shown by Yang Xiaobao is already very detached!
If Yang Xiaobao was born hundreds of years ago, he would probably be another super strong man!
"Don't you think it's a good choice to tell me the future realm? If you answer my question, maybe I'll be happy to break the stone tablet for you?"
Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
The black dragon sneered at it. If I believe your evil, then there will be a ghost!
"There is the Yuan Realm after the Spirit Realm. The Yuan Realm is well aware of the spirits of heaven and earth, and its power is not as powerful as the Spirit Realm; and the Yuan Realm after the Yuan Realm is the cultivation of the Yuan, and the Tianyuan is only seen after the cultivation of the Yuan!"
Heilong answered casually. From Yang Xiaobao's tone, he guessed that the outside world's cultivation was also very sluggish, and he had never even heard of the Yuan Realm?
Yang Xiaobao was shocked. Unexpectedly, the old eunuch he had met before seemed to be in the Yuan realm with so many realms?
Yang Xiaobao didn't know much, and he had never felt the power of the Yuan Realm, so he naturally couldn't judge.
This is everything Yang Xiaobao knows so far, and more of them are unknowns.
As far as he knows, even in the Liang Kingdom, the peak of the spiritual realm is already an absolute strong man, is this world sluggish... or this country sluggish.
He couldn't make the most accurate judgment for a while, so he had to wait until he could explore it later.
"By the way, who are you? How much sin did you commit and get trapped here?"
Anyway, the other party couldn't get out, so Yang Xiaobao asked unscrupulously, and he was a little curious about the other party.
"I am not a human being, I am the supreme emperor of the world and the black dragon."
The arrogant voice of the black dragon lingers in Yang Xiaobao's ears, which makes Yang Xiaobao's mouth twitch slightly. There is actually a dragon above his head?
He found it a little incredible.
"Forget it, I can't see it anyway, so you can do whatever you want."
"Boy, you look down on me? When I was dominating the world, you didn't know where you were!"
The black dragon was now ignited by Yang Xiaobao's words. He was once a powerful figure. As the most terrifying black dragon, he also has his own pride!
But for Yang Xiaobao, this pride is better to consider how to leave here now.
"Boy, have you listened to me? Call me Grandpa Black Dragon and go out in the future to bring you endless scenery!"
Brainless.
Yang Xiaobao couldn't help but complain, and did not pay attention to the other party anymore.
Now he needs to find a way to leave this ghost place. It doesn’t matter whether the black dragon is above his head is still there. Is it possible?
In the distance, the sound of falling willows slipping out sounded, but it became heavier and closer.
What?
But as the overwhelming white mist roared, Yang Xiaobao's eyes were watching all this in shock.
"Hey, Lao Heilong, what's going on?"
He hesitated to his head, and his surroundings were completely wrapped in white fog. He could not sense anything one meter away.
This feeling of blindness made him feel that he was in danger at all times, and his vigilance rose.
But his voice did not receive any response. It should be that the white mist blocked his voice.
Yang Xiaobao hasn't eaten for a long time, and the white mist seems to be releasing his emotions. The negative clarity brought by hunger, fatigue, and loneliness begins to magnify.
This is the suffering that has just broken through the eighth stage, and in a blink of an eye, she encounters new troubles. Yang Xiaobao feels that his life is too hard!
"Damn, I can't continue playing like this. I have to take the initiative to find a way out!"
Yang Xiaobao put away the Zhuxian Sword, took out the big thunder sound bow, and shot an arrow into the white mist, but there was no response to the influence!
What the hell is this situation!
He began to walk back and return to the seventh stage in the direction he was originally coming in. Walking back is definitely a way, and the range of the white fog is absolutely limited.