Chapter 65:

The black dragon was in pain, and hissing, and the whole scourge was turned into a pot of porridge. The thick black cloud shook it down, like a pour, wherever it went, like a plague, flowers, birds, plants, and vitality. There was no grass on the ground, and the falling black cloud swallowed Cheng Qian down.
The country monk who hadn't seen Nandai exclaimed, terrified to look at it, but Liulang took a step forward on the ground, lifted his feet to leave the colorful stone protection area, and was pulled back by Tang Yan holding his shoulders.
Liu Lang Banren's ghost has a mask on his face. He disappeared from his youth when he went to Mingming Valley. He spoke in a low, hoarse voice, like sandpaper rubbing an iron pot. It sounds very difficult: "Senior, I ..."
Tang Yan said indifferently with a bit of indescribableness: "You just memorized a set of basic exercises, and you don't even have a sense of qi. What is the difference from those birds and insects? Where can you get ahead?"
Liu Lang said bluntly: "Senior Cheng left me a life, and he should report it to him."
Tang Yan said relentlessly: "You have a liver and gallbladder, you can only fill the gap between the big devil, what is he going to do?"
Liu Lang's fist clenched suddenly.
Tang Yan didn't look at him, but just said lightly, "I beg for the waves and sands on the road, and I will die for a lifetime, be it grace or resentment, you must have the ability to be able to report it. What do you say on your lips?"
Rokuro: "But ..."
Tang Yan didn't seem to be worried about Cheng Qian at all, just said, "Let's watch."
Cheng Qian was swallowed up by the black mist, and for a time he couldn't find a way out. He only felt that Zhenyuan was trapped in the sea of ​​qi, and he didn't mention it in a breath, and almost fell from the air.
He had not been shocked for many years by the dark mist full of magic surrounding him, and for a time, he was helpless in his youth, he went up and down several times, and the pain of heartbreak in Julingyu seemed to be Falling on him again, a voice in his chest seemed to ask, "Do you really have no resentment?"
His resentment against his biological parents was dead. He could recognize Zhou Hanzheng with only one pair of eyes. All the neglects he had received in his life were filled in his heart. He never rubbed the sand in his eyes, and he could suddenly become a Buddha. , Forget the dust?
Is he really not resentful about Han Yuan's hand that passed through his heart?
That is something that even a big-hearted brother can't care about, not to mention Cheng Qian, who has always been narrow-minded, has been peaceful for so many years. Is it because he has changed his face and turned into a breeze and a bright moon, he refuses to remember it, or ... It was only through Tang Ye that his memory was taken away for forty-nine years and was deliberately put on hold?
Confused in the dark fog before him, carved out the appearance of Han Yuan, then Han Yuan looked at him and smiled gently: "Little brother, you are used to deceiving yourself, are you willing to tell the truth now?"
The angle of Cheng Qian's eyes twitched a bit. In front of him, is this Han Yuan the demon that he was hooked by the black mist? For a time, he can't judge, but just feels that his always impeccable state of mind has been pried open. Immediately, it seemed as if it had collapsed into a mile of embankment in the anthill, and collapsed out of control.
Han Yuan stared at him grimly, saying, "Little brother, you weren't so hypocritical before. You hate who will never give you a good look. Why don't you even raise a grudge now? What are you afraid of? ? Are you afraid that there is something in the hearts of your brothers? Or are you afraid that it will appear to be a chicken belly that will tarnish your statement image?
"Shut up," Cheng Qian interrupted him, and said coldly, "What qualifications do you have to ask me? Wasn't it you who did it? Even if you were inadvertently affected by the painting soul, did you fall into the magical path these years, and the sin was horrible? Is n’t it you? You still have scum?

Han Yuan didn't seem to expect that he would answer his words so frankly, and he froze for a moment.
Cheng Qiandi's anger rose to the ground without warning. He gritted his teeth and forced the stagnant Zhenyuan to force him to run. Regardless of the severe pain in his chest, he let the Yuanyuan run through the meridians and wrapped the magical energy around him. Sweeped.
In this world, in addition to the dungeon he painted himself, what else can trap him?
Cheng Qian did not mention Frostblade, raised his hand and slap it on Han Yuan's face in front of him, angrily: "Can't I blame you on your head?"
There was a crackling sound, and the beatings and beatings stopped for a moment.
Cheng Qian originally thought that the person in front of him was his own demon, not an entity, and he shot angrily for a moment, but he did not expect it to be realized.
In the flash of light, he remembered the words of Tang Xun's "use as a device" and "refining his heart and demon into a dragon", his eyes widened, and he whispered incredibly: "Are you really ... Han Yuan?"
Han Yuan covered her face, and at first looked wrongly, and then laughed hysterically: "Little brother, you bitter master has done so inattentively, can't you even recognize me in front of you?"
Cheng Qian's hand holding Frostblade was almost trembling: "So the person who breaks into the Suzaku Tower is you, the dragon is you, and the person who wants the little girl and the monster bone ..."
Han Yuan had his hands on his back and said lightly: "The demon demon bone is ominous and grows on her. What good would it do except to make her suffer a crime every few years? It would be better to peel it off and give it to me This ominous person, for the sake of the same colleagues in the past, when I stripped the bones, I could still use it lightly and save her life. "
Cheng Qianqi's sea surged like a tsunami, and a cold cold air leaked from his hands and feet. The next moment, his body was like a hurricane, and the magic air on the top of the hood burst away, extruding a sentence from his teeth: "You Why don't you ask me if I will save you! "
The voice did not fall, Frostblade sword light skyrocketed, and the surrounding black gas was destroyed and utterly wiped out. Even Han Yuan, who was already a demon dragon, had to temporarily retreat. When he became a dragon, he rushed to Jiuxiao.
The darkness that devoured everything was torn by Xueliang Jianguang, Cheng Qian's figure reappeared under the night sky, he cut to the dragon with a sword, the thunder in the air moved, and there was the power of the dragon slaughter.
People and dragons fell into the sky with the dragon, and they struggled for a while, even the shadows could not be seen.
"Stand a little farther." Tang Yan pulled Liu Lang back and shook his head. "It was so lively outside, and there was another messy demon in it. I don't think this building will last long, it must collapse."
Tang Zhenren seemed to have a crow's mouth that was born unfavorable. After his voice faded, he heard a loud noise and the restaurant collapsed.
The hustle and bustle turned into a red cloud, the huge Tong He exposed the whole picture, and Jian Xiu's enchantment was restricted to the cinnabar array, and the bones of his body "clicked".
Nian greatly stunned and said, "This ... this is Tonghe, it is not easy to be a bird."
Tang Yan stepped back half a step, stared at the puddle for a moment, and frowned, "Tian Yao has always been born due to calamity. He was born with blood, but she was born with a demon, and half of her body was supposed to be bloody. While being born, it was forcibly changed by others ... It is not easy to grow up to such a big size safely, and to suppress seventy or eight with a demon. "
The year greatly heard the words, looking towards Yan Zhengming's eyes could not help but bring a little worship.
Tang Ying said, "Let's help him."
After speaking, he stretched out his hands, as if from a random gathering in the air, a note of Zhen Yuan was taken into the palm of his hand like a spring weather and rain, straight into the ground cinnabar array.
Li Xun's cinnabar array was originally rushed. It was interrupted several times by Tong He's overflowing demon spirit. It has been difficult to survive for a long time. At this time, Tang Xun was repaired, but it seemed to be awakened. A layer of shining light.
Numerous rattan swayed from the cinnabar array, layer by layer, and was burned by the raging fire of clouds and mountains on the birds, followed by them one after another.
For a while, Yan Zhengming's pressure was relieved a lot. He tilted his head and looked at Tang Yan, holding his head a bit.
Tang Yan didn't bother to be polite with him, he just looked at the puddles in the cinnabar array, his expression calmed down, and he whispered: "How to catch up with this time ..."
When I saw that the shape of the Tong He turned into a puddle suddenly became larger and larger, Yan Zhengming didn't have time to relax, and felt that his sword-like realm was madly backstabbed by the demon. He stepped back three steps in a row, yet Too late to remedy, the cinnabar array has broken instantly.
Li Yan flew out and called out, "Hantan!"
There was another crack in the cover of Wuseishi, and Nian greatly pointed at the cover and said, "Senior, what's wrong?"
Tang Yan said: "After Tonghe is a phoenix, although he cannot regenerate, he has said several times in his life to reinvent himself. It is like a sudden jump into the next realm after an epiphany. It was originally an opportunity, but it caught up with this time. It may not be ... bad, it alarmed God. "
In the dark mist in the air, a thick cloud gathered from four directions, and across the colorful stones, the hair of the whole body felt upright, and he was going to roam in the potential valley, and no one dared to take the first half step. This was his first step. Once saw the calamity up close.
After a brief moment of thunderous thunder in the cloud, a bright lightning fell straight down, and Yan Zhengming instantly attached his sword of the Yuanshen to his sabre. The artifacts were unified, and the puddle met the first thunderbolt. .
The sky is the gong and the ground is the drum. Thunder and sword hit the roar mixed with the sound of the crackling in the air, reflecting nine days like a day.
Yan Zhengming's sabre used in those years was the one that Zhou Hanzheng had broken a tooth on the deserted island in the East China Sea, holding it to remember his shame all the time. He never changed it. .
With a dull chest, the Yuanshen Sword attached to the sword was severely damaged. If it hadn't been for him to advance, I'm afraid the Yuanshen Sword would have been used up, and he couldn't slow down in one breath. Brewing.
At this time, the red clouds on the puddle suddenly seemed to be sucked into the sky, erected into a column, rushed to Tianyu, and were linked with the dark mist of the sky.
Demons live together, mountains and rivers change color, and a second thunderstorm engulfed in the anger of the earthquake, and then fell suddenly.
The wind and fury, the sword light and the sword shadow, the dragon's long chant, the bird's sharp point, the fierce fire on the demon seems to burn Weiyang long night into a scorched gray, the mountains of the southern Xinjiang tremble together, and the barrier of the five-colored stone is instantly Broken up cleanly ...
There was a startled "brother" in it, with a soft voice and a vaguely teenage girl.
Faint ... like a small mosquito in the waves.
I don't know which brother she called, but everyone who should have heard it heard it without exception.
The movement of the black dragon in the air was slow, and it looked up as if it endured great pain. The huge figure flickered a few times in the reckless night sky, then shrunk into a human shape, and shrugged his back on Lala without any worries. The ground aired in front of Cheng Qian.
Cheng Qian's gaze fixed, Frostblade Sword turned sharply, and passed the humanoid Han Yuan.
The next moment, Han Yuan stretched out his pale hand and grabbed the black mist that was constantly entangled with red clouds, but Frost Blade carried Lei Jie in an empty air.
Cheng Qian is very experienced in dealing with Tian Jie. In addition, Frost Blade is in his hands, and he is even more powerful.
The thunder that had fallen was intercepted by him, swept out along the tip of the sword, and walked as if the sword in his hand dragged a huge meteor tail.
Cheng Qian's face was illuminated by strong light.
Han Yuan on the one side opened his mouth and silently called "Little Brother".
Cheng Qian glanced at him, his eyes were cold, like the look on the East Coast lying on his back many years ago, vowing to announce that he wanted to sue Master.
Han Yuan gritted his teeth and almost burst into tears.
At this moment, thousands of Xiao Xiao Jianqi surged on the ground, Yan Zhengming's sword was folded. For a time, flying sand and stones, and even the wind and rain around him, became the sharp edge of his hand. Great sword, one sword cut off the connection between Tonghe Hongyun and Demon Dragon Black Mist.
Immediately the vast sword air separated the two ends of the sky, and when the air held the demon's air, he slowly pushed the ominous red cloud back to the ground without hurting the puddle, and forced it to the periphery of the puddle. Within three feet.
Ten spells were thrown from Li Yan's hand. Each spell fell on the head of the puddle. The fire on her body subsided by three points. The ten spells fell. The dying Tonghe finally turned into a girl with wings. Crumpled completely on a messy ground.
The roaring thunder finally went away reluctantly.
Han Yuan showed a slightly relieved expression. The next moment, he changed his face without warning, his arms became claws full of dragon scales, and a claw grabbed Cheng Cheng's back heart.
The surrounding atmosphere changed, Cheng Qian had already reacted before the roar of the wind, and his backhand was a sword. Only when he stopped Tianjie's frost blade still had the thunderbolt and hit the dragon's claw, and the sparks burst.
There were looming dragon scales flashing on Han Yuan's face, and when he was about to say something, there was a horn suddenly in the distance.
The horn was longer and farther than the ordinary bugle, and it was empty and low. It looked like a mighty army with millions of horses. Han Yuan's eyes moved slightly, his face changed, and then he showed a sensible chuckle: "Oh, attract the dog Now, little brother, then I have to go. "
After he finished speaking, he pushed the frost blade sharply, and his nails scratched the sword, making a sour noise, and Han Yuan strayed away, but Cheng Qian's sword chased it up without a word. , Once again against the dragon claw.
Cheng Qian said verbatim, "What is your demon?"
Han Yuan's face changed suddenly, grasping Heiyun in the palm of his backhand, and he pushed back to Cheng Qian's chest fiercely.
Cheng Qian was suddenly caught off guard, and was suddenly forced back by that magic energy.
After falling together like this, Han Yuan has once again turned into a dragon, falling half a mile away.
"Instead of asking what my demon is," said the dragon, turning his face, and Han Yuan's face flashed from the giant dragon's head, falling on a scornful and mocking smile, and said, "You might as well go Ask Brother Brother ’s demon—I'm afraid you dare not ask or listen. "
Having said that, the dragon went straight north with the black cloud.
There were several whistling sounds coming from the direction of the horn, and then several strong lights broke into the air from all directions, as if someone was sending a signal to each other. Li Min took a step forward and attached his hand to the wings of the puddle. She slowly took back her target-like wings, and carried her on her back, asking, "What happened, who came?"
Cheng Qian fell from the air, his blood was not wiped clean, his footsteps staggered, he was supported by Yan Zhengming, and whispered: "Slow down."
Nianda had to come over to say hello to him and was interrupted by Tang Yan.
Tang Yan said: "Don't be embarrassed-Yin Yang and Qi Se Huo, this is the person at Tian Yan Department, I'm afraid I'll have trouble when they meet them, follow me first."
Li Yanwang yelled at Yan Zhengming and Cheng Qian busy introduced: "I forgot to say that this is Tang Brother-Tang Yan."
Yan Zhengming listened, and immediately cut off: "If you have laborers, go!"
A group of people quickly followed Tang Yue and left the place. Their journey was extremely fast, but several ups and downs were dozens of miles away. Tang Yue took everyone to a ruined temple, and did not dare to stop. Li Xun's cinnabar lined up around the ruined temple.
Tang Bao learned from his knowledge that he had been immersed in the formation for many years, but the ruins of the ruined temple have been hidden for half a column.
Li Yan lowered the puddle and came forward hungry to help. Cheng Qian and Yan Zhengming leaned on the door panel to help them protect the law, while also quietly adjusting their breath.
This year ’s Mid-Autumn Festival night, it ’s really no more trouble.
At this moment, Cheng Qian suddenly said without warning: "Brother, what was the demon you got hooked in the Suzaku Tower that day?" 2k novel reading network