The Qinglong Waterfall is like a Milky Way hanging on the cliff of Thousand Blades. The flow of flows down and crashes into the Qinglong Pond and splashes hazy mist. The water of the pool is green and thorough, and it is unknown where to go deep under the pool. The base of the pool is pitch black, like ink and night, as if it leads to the yellow spring at a glance.

There are many monsters standing beside the Qinglong Pond, and the ten tribes of tiger, leopard, bear, wolf, fox, eagle, roll, falcon, sparrow, crane, and the order of rankings is obviously a rule that has been set long ago. The great cultivators of the Nascent Soul Realm of Monsters gathered their energy. They had been waiting for a long time, but they were not impatient at all, and they all waited for the adult in the pool to appear.

The aura of strangers is approaching. At this time, the hundreds of most prominent monsters gathered by Qinglong Pond all looked back. The ten Yuanying realm monster cultivators looked different on their faces, and most of them looked at the black shirts that were walking on the snow not far away.

Chang Xi, who had a plush fox on his shoulder, stopped his figure and a black bear spirit with the Golden Pill Realm in front of him blocked his way.

The black bear was so angry that when did the human cultivator dare to set foot in Qinglong Pond? The mere half-step golden elixir cultivation level, even if you are a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, you should urinate and see what you are. If it weren't for the alliance with Qingyun Mountain, he would now want to slap this life-and-death sword cultivator to death with one palm.

The little fox sitting on the shoulder of the young man in black shirt jumped down and hurriedly explained: "Brother Black Bear, this Qingyun Mountain sword cultivator was invited by the powerful man in Qinglong Pond, and he would never be hurt!"

The black bear spirit grinned and said, "When will the fox clan dare to speak loudly in front of our bear clan? Is there any part of your words here?"

The little fox, who was cowardly and dared not speak anymore, was suddenly pinned by the black bear spirit in his hand. The huge gap in realm made the little fox unable to break free. The miserable hissing sound spread. The black bear spirit gradually increased the strength of his hands, looking at the young man in black shirt who seemed to be scared in front of him and said to others.

"Boy, go back wherever you come from. You are not welcome to be a coward here."

The black bear spirit, who was tyrannical by nature, was quite conceited. Seeing that the young man in black shirt was humiliated, he didn't even put his palm on the hilt of the sword. He expected that this cowardly sword cultivator, who was born with a good face, would not dare to take the risk of his life in front of the hundreds of demon cultivators.

The huge force between the bear's paw increased again, and the little fox whose only half plush head could reveal his shrill scream gradually weakened.

The black bear spirit couldn't help but squint his eyes as big as a copper bell. Is this guy in black shirt laughing?

If he didn't take action, Longtan Yan would naturally have nothing to do with him after that. How could a sword cultivator who was so weak that he dared not take action stand among the demons?

Chang Xi could see that the black bear spirit was not aware of it, it was just acting on instinct.

This is also good, and it saves each other's trouble of acting.

The young man in black stood in the snow, his sword was not out of his sheath, and he only recited silently in his heart.

"A Ying."

The golden thin line that ran across the sky suddenly magnified in the eyes of the black bear demon. After realizing it, the black bear demon felt a lighter shoulder. He twisted his head hard and found that his entire arm had been cut shoulder-to-shoulder and fell into the snowflakes.

Chang Xi bent down and held the dying fox in his palm, which was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and fed it with a pill. Soon, the little fox's injuries quickly improved.

The black bear spirit, who had lost his arm, had red eyes. The golden light had long been found. It was roaring to slap the human boy who dared to face him into a meat pie. Suddenly, the bear paws under him staggered, and the sounds of thumping sounds continued to sound from behind his chest.

The black bear spirit was flashing in front of its eyes, and the blood-stained golden feathers were densely filled with blood on the snow, and the blood was dyed red in an instant.

The eagle cry that penetrated the sky came, and the feathers trembled and rolled back back to the sky. The barbs on the feathers brought the black bear spirit full of flesh and blood to the sky and stirred it into flesh paste, and blood sprinkled on the earth.

The black bear spirit with only half of its body left behind Chang Xi fell to the ground. A sharp golden light shook off the blood beads in the blood rain, revealing the dazzling golden feathers. The handsome eagle landed on Chang Xi's other shoulder, tilted his neck to swallow the black bear spirit's demon pill, and intimately arched Chang Xi's cheek.

This is Qingyun Mountain, and then Qinglong Pond.

The tragic death of the black bear spirit did not cause any trouble. Even the two Yuanying monsters cultivators, the Guanhu clan and the bear clan, did not say much. The spirit fox, who had five snow-white tails, only glanced at the black robe and continued to lower his head. The terrifying Tie Cang Bear picked up two arms as thick as a giant rock and smiled foolishly.

Chang Xi carried an eagle and a fox on his shoulders, and steadily stepped into the crowd of monsters with his sword. The sea of ​​blood in his chest suddenly roared, and his mighty dragon breath was powerful without anger. The monsters in the Golden Dan Realm subconsciously made a way to the edge of the pond. The demon cultivators in the Yuanying Realm felt the dragon breath all suddenly and their eyes suddenly appeared. They looked down at the human sword cultivator who was walking by silently by his side. The meaning in their eyes was very different from before.

Three feet beside the pond is a table full of fruit and wine. It is made of a whole section of thousand-year-old golden nanmu. The monsters are huge in size and naturally not prepared for them.

Chang Xi placed the moon rainbow on his waist on the table, erected his robe and sat upright in front of the table.

The blue waves rise from the pond, and the sound of a dragon roar gradually emerges.

The black shadow at the bottom of the Qinglong Pond was like ink melting in clear water. The huge black shadow with hideous horns rushed out of the pond. Chang Xi opened his eyes wide and imagined that the scene of the water splashing in the pond did not appear, and the drops of green water floating in the air did not fall.

Because the Four Immortals Ruyi table is placed nearest to Qinglong Pond, Chang Xi could not see the hot and madness of the demons behind him looking at the water in the green pond.

Chang Xi looked up and saw dazzling blue scales appearing in the Milky Way that flowed down three thousand feet. A pair of huge eyes on his tall figure dozens of feet were also looking at him. He kept his breathing and couldn't believe it.

There is a real dragon in the Qinglong Pond.

Chang Xi's heart had already stirred up huge waves. The look of the dragon in the pool looking at him was exactly the same as the phantom of the golden dragon entrenched in his golden blood sea. He was about to ask, but the dragon looked away from his gaze and looked at the demons. The dragon's high-pitched dragon roar broke through the sky and seemed to reach the sky. The monsters beside the pool knelt down and bowed their heads to listen to the teachings, their faces were full of fanaticism and loyalty.

Chang Xi did not kneel down with the monsters when he first arrived. He frowned. The dragon's syllables were obscure and mysterious. They were incomparable to human language. Chang Xi could not understand the meaning in his ears, but he could remember them in his heart. Chang Xi could vaguely hear what the dragon said should be teaching some advanced skills.

After teaching the martial arts, Shenlong began to solve the conflicts among the demons and tribes. Shenlong's speech speed slowed down, and it seemed that he intended to let Chang Xi know the details and entanglements. After the speech of Shenlong Dragon fell, Chang Xi had already touched the origins and details behind the most powerful ten clans in this dense forest.

The dragon's scales swung, and the green pool water floating in the air turned into green shadows and shot straight into the demons. The ecstatic demon beasts in the Yuanying realm carefully held their palms for a year to get a drop of treasure, and kowtowed them all thankfully.

The dragon looked at Chang Xi for a long time, and the ferocious dragon head actually grinned. In the human language, he smiled and said, "A good-lived little guy, you and I have finally met. My blood and bones should be quite effective, right?"

The guess in his heart was finally verified. Chang Xi was so excited that he stood up and knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times.
Chapter completed!