"How interesting." Qing Ling sighed secretly and took out all the remaining pills in her hand. There were three pills in total, which were the last ones she had left.
Put it next to the little snake and watch the little white snake swallow the pills one by one. Before the little snake opens its mouth again to ask for the pills, he says: "I don't have any extra pills on me. Thank you for the red fruit. Next
I'll leave you a few more pills when I come back next time." After saying that, he looked back and smiled, then returned to the exit the way he came.
…
Time flies, and it has been almost two years since I met Little Snake. Xiao Qingling has also grown from five years old to her seventh birthday soon. In the past two years, her medicine refining skills have been greatly improved, reaching
He is at the level of a fifth-grade alchemist. He has also started to get started with weapon refining. Once he gets started, he can easily refine a few gadgets.
With the help of Little White Snake in picking vermilion fruits and refining medicine, many elixirs and genius qualifications allowed Qingling to break through the Yuanying stage and reach the middle stage of Yuanying, only a little way away from the later stage. And her sister Qingying, to this day
It is only in the late stage of Jindan.
Two years is enough time to establish a good relationship with Little White Snake. Now when she needs Fire Cold Fruit, she doesn’t need to get the elixir to seduce her. She only needs to tell Little White Snake, and a steady stream of red fruits will be thrown ashore.
The little white snake has become her good friend, and she named it Quanquan. There is no doubt that the little snake is of the nature of ice water, and it lives in a cold pond, so the name is natural.
To her friends, she would not be stingy with the elixirs in her hands. Every time she came to Hantan, she would bring a large amount of newly refined elixirs for Little White Snake Quanquan to try.
Seeing that there were not many elixirs left in my hand, it was time to go get the Fire Cold Fruit again. I said hello to my mother and walked down the mountain in a familiar way. In the past two years, she had been running down the mountain a lot, so her father and sister had also been running down the mountain.
No wonder.
Arriving at the foot of the back mountain, passing through the barrier, and about to go to the cold pool to see the little snakes, I suddenly found that the originally neat frozen world had become messy. The vines above my head fell down from time to time, and the broad ground was also felled.
The vines that came down were blocking the way.
‘Roar——’ A roar of a ferocious beast sounded from the direction of Hantan.
Qing Ling was stunned, how could there be a beast in this place?
Concealing his aura, he quickened his pace and stepped forward on the vines on the ground. His sight was wide and he could instantly see the situation near the cold pool.
Above the cold pool, a huge silver dragon as thick as a water tank raised its head toward the sky, and most of its body sank in the cold pool. The dragon's body continued to emit a golden light, and the top of its head was slowly growing.
A pair of golden dragon horns.
Qing Ling took a look and immediately understood that this was the process of a dragon transforming into a real dragon. I had read in books before that a dragon is a spiritual beast with the blood of a real dragon, and it takes thousands of years of growth before it can transform into a real dragon.
one day.
And this process is not easy, because when the dragon transforms, there will be many other beasts coming to destroy it. After the dragon transforms, the dragon will be weak for a period of time. As long as you take advantage of this time to eat the dragon beads in the dragon's body, those
The beast's cultivation will be greatly improved.
‘Roar——’ The evolving dragon roared again, its body rolled, and its tail swung ashore in the cold water of the cold pond. The grass and land on the shore were frozen into ice.
Qing Ling looked at the transforming dragon with unblinking eyes. Gradually, golden light spots appeared on its silver-white body, slowly spreading to the whole body, and the dragon's horns on its head gradually grew larger.
Time moved backward bit by bit. An hour later, the golden light spread all over the dragon's body. It was about to transform successfully. Suddenly, the light shone, "Roar——" The golden dragon shook his head, the sky suddenly changed, the golden dragon swung its tail, and it was cold.
The water in the pond is churning.
After thousands of years, the dragon finally turned into a real dragon, and it was also the king of real dragons - the golden dragon!
Qing Ling's mood seemed to be involuntarily excited at the moment when the dragon successfully transformed into a dragon. What an opportunity it was to be able to see a dragon transform into a golden dragon with his own eyes.
"Boom——" There was a loud noise, the ground beneath my feet shook, and the "chirp——" eagle's call sounded harshly.
No, other powerful spiritual beasts came first. This golden dragon seems to be in danger.
'Bang~~~Bang~~~Bang~~~~' A muffled sound came from the sky. Qing Ling raised her head and saw a golden roc bird in the sky. It flapped its wings and crossed the barrier to attack the golden dragon.
fly away.
‘Hoo~~’ ‘Ouch~~’…
The sounds of two different beasts shook the sky. The golden dragon was not afraid of Dapeng's threat, and charged forward with domineering aloofness.
'Roar~' The two beasts collided, and the golden dragon was caught by the sharp claws of the roc. Its huge body left a lot of blood stains. The scales on its body were torn to pieces piece by piece, and the injuries were serious. The roc in the sky was also quite injured.
He was in a mess, his feathers were messy, a lot of feathers fell off his left wing, his feathers were stained with blood, and his flight was unstable.
The golden dragon flicked its tail towards the Dapeng, but the Dapeng flapped its wings and barely escaped, leaving only feathers scattered in the air.
This golden roc has at least the same cultivation level as eight years ago, Qing Ling judged in her heart.
By looking at the size of the body and the color of its feathers, you can roughly estimate the age of the spirit animal.
Qing Ling doesn’t know who will win this war between the eight-thousand-year-old golden roc and the weak ten-thousand-year golden dragon of Queen Hualong. But looking at the current situation, the two powerful spiritual beasts are evenly matched and will fight to the death.
Zhan Zhan also flew into the air from the ground, with a faint colorful barrier above his head, but it was like a huge light shield that trapped the two spiritual beasts.
Seeing that Dapeng had the upper hand, Dapeng glared at the golden dragon. He dodged and grabbed the golden dragon with his sharp claws. This time, the golden dragon seemed to have been prepared for it and pounced on it bravely. He didn't care about his injuries and wrapped his huge dragon body around the big dragon.
Peng.
'Bang bang bang -' Dapeng's sharp claws grabbed the golden dragon, and a large amount of dragon blood stained the ground. The golden dragon tightened around Dapeng's body and bit Dapeng's neck with its sharp teeth. This is
In the desperate struggle, the pride of the dragon clan cannot be violated. Even if the golden dragon risks his life and dies with Dapeng, he does not want to be eaten by Dapeng.
‘Roar—’ ‘Ouch—’ The two spirit beasts fought tooth and nail. They knew whoever died first would win, so at this moment they could only kill each other with all their might.
Blood and feathers fell to the ground, and the auras of the two spirit beasts in the air gradually weakened, but no one had any intention of letting go.
Blood splashed everywhere, feathers flew, and it was a tragic scene.