New White Snake Asking Immortals

Mysterious ink painting space on white rice paper.

The huge bone dragon crawls and winds, and the god bones have not rotted for tens of thousands of years to suppress the sea of ​​corpses. No one knows where the countless corpses come from, who they are, and who killed them, let alone how the dragon fell. Everything is a mystery. , the world's biggest secret is hidden under the frozen soil of the extreme arctic ice sheet.

The ink and wash space is very quiet, but in vain, the keel's ferocious mouth shook twice, as if the bone dragon was resurrected and something seemed to come out of its mouth...

Bai Yujun dragged her long spear to the front of Longzui, the space was too small to pass through.

Clang~!

The spear was thrown out first, and then jumped down by itself.

Got the magic soldier Jiaonao Ren'er buzzing with excitement, eyes bent into crescents and couldn't see the way clearly, when jumping out from the position of the front teeth, the trouser legs accidentally caught the sharp teeth, and fell face down...

Pa~ Lie on the ground firmly, a pile of treasures of all kinds crashed in front of me, gold, silver and jewels were scattered all over the ground, the dragon ball in my arms rolled away and then rolled back automatically.

Get up and put away the baby quickly, and pick up the domineering dragon gun with black barrel and white blade without hesitation.

It is very heavy and cannot be lifted without strength.

Check it over and over carefully, the more you look at it, the more you are satisfied. It is very long, standing almost two heights, the slender blade accounts for a large proportion, and the gun body is hard. It's talking about high style, but it looks extremely ordinary, without radiating light and without the legendary self-awareness, it's just a spear!

Sharp enough, hard enough, and heavy enough for brutal, brutal violence.

"It will be called Dragon Spear from now on."

Wuwuwu flicked a few times like a propeller, making two concave shapes.

"From now on, let's see who doesn't like it, just stab him to death with a gun! I'll poke him!"

Thinking back to the spear moves that I don’t remember much in my head, dance the spear, jump or stab, the more you use it, the more smoothly you use it. The little white figure holds the dragon spear flying up and down, sweeping and stabbing, and the white light of the slender spear blade is connected into a white painting. Ribbon~

The spear is the king of all soldiers. The most common weapon on the battlefield is the long spear. It is the basic combat weapon of the army together with the knife, bow and arrow shield. The sword is suitable for hanging on the waist as a face-saving weapon, and it can only be used by monks or martial arts masters who have practiced for many years. Turn, if you really say which is better to use, it is a knife or a gun.

After playing for a long time, he was willing to stop and rest. The more he looked at the spear, the more satisfied he became.

This thing is definitely a treasure, definitely not a magic weapon, and it doesn't look like a higher-level treasure. Now that Bai Yujun has seen a spiritual weapon, she feels that the thing used by Shenlong is not likely to be a spiritual weapon in the current world. I don't know how many grades, anyway, it must be stronger than all magic weapons in this world.

Although it is so powerful, it does not mean that it is easy to break other people's weapons. No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it depends on the strength of the holder. It is enough to think about things like reaching the sky at night when you fall asleep.

Recalling the records about refining weapons in the Chunyang Palace Library, sit down obediently, put the dragon gun across your arms and start refining, the main thing is to separate a little of your own energy and spirit to fuse with the dragon gun, so that you can be more handy. Heavy swords and shields can't reach the level of dragon guns, so they don't need refining and fusion, which is a slow job.

Fortunately, the previous owner of the dragon gun died tens of thousands of years ago, and the traces left by the dragon in the dragon gun also disappeared with the years, without any hindrance.

The amazing thing is that the refinement ended very quickly, it seems... only the right bloodline can refine it.

hum~

The dragon gun tremor seemed to have a little spirituality.

"It's too big. It would be nice if they could be turned into hairpins like the ones in the legend."

The voice just fell...

Shua~!

The dragon gun instantly became the size of a palm-length hairpin, and a certain Bai was stunned and almost threw the hairpin out, followed by ecstasy, there really is such a magic weapon in the world!

"Hahaha~haha~uh..."

After gesticulating for a long time, I realized that I don't need hairpins for my hair.

Bai Yujun's black hair is extremely thick. The black hair on the top of an ordinary person's head is only a thin layer when combed, but Bai Yujun's hair is very thick.

I don't know how it did it when it took human form back then, but the snake's hair is actually thicker than that of a human.

Sometimes long hair is really inconvenient, but I am not willing to lose it.

"How should I wear it at ordinary times, hanging it around my neck as a pendant?"

The dragon gun quickly turned into a big metal snare on the slender jade neck, very speechless, it looked like a small King Kong Nezha, not good-looking at all.

"Wear it on your wrist as a bracelet?"

The dragon gun moved to the white wrist and turned into a dragon-shaped bracelet. It looked good when you raised your arm and looked at it carefully, but it was a bit too obvious, it's better to hide it.

After thinking for a while, he raised his foot to expose his ankle, and the dragon gun left his wrist and wrapped it around his ankle, turning into a black ankle ring.

It’s quite fun to walk a few steps and try it. Jumping doesn’t delay you. If you don’t lift your trousers, you can’t see it. It’s very convenient, and you can look rich if you have more accessories.

I'm almost done with work, thinking it's time to leave this place, but... I'm not used to taking all these benefits and leaving.

"Hey~ I'm leaving~"

Shouted a feigned farewell, but heard no response.

Sudden!

The world of ink and wash changed again. The thick black ink converged into a long phantom of a dragon, which was illusory and real. The dragon of ink and wash flew back and forth above his head, scaring a certain Jiao to raise his shield again...

"True...real dragon...!"

Is this guy still dead? Is the dragon soul coming to seize the house? Can you beat it?

For a while, Jiao Brain was running fast, looking around to see if there was a place to escape. Facing this kind of real dragon Xiao Xiaobai Jiao who was a big boss tens of thousands of years ago, he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he quickly took out his horizontal knife and was careful!

The black and ink painting-like dragon landed on the ground and bent down to look at Bai, without any hostile behavior.

A good-looking eye appeared on the edge of the shield and blinked, carefully staring at the huge ink dragon, holding a soul-suppressing talisman in its mouth, if the situation is not good, I hope this talisman can play a role in protecting peace, at least it was made by the Sanqing sect I hope that this real dragon will not care about us more or less for the sake of Sanqing...

Suddenly, the giant dragon raised its paw and pressed it down on Bai Yujun!

A certain Bai has had enough, so he raises his shield and wields a horizontal knife to show him the resistance from Bai Jiao!

"Hey! Eat me! The first form of Chunyang swordsmanship..."

Bai Yujun, who was wielding a horizontal knife, stood still, staring wide-eyed at the claw made of ink on the top of her head and gently touching her head. The tip of the dragon claw was retracted without malice, and her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting the little one, touching the hair on the top of her head A little scattered, Bai Yujun, who was holding a shield and a knife, was a little dazed.

Putting down the sword and shield, he stared blankly at the huge black and gray ink dragon. The other party had no malice and even cared about it.

"Who are you?"

no reply.

"Are you still alive? Do you want me to help you bury the remains? Oh, no, Shenlong was born in the world and grew up in the world and will return to the world after death..."

Bai Yujun showed her original shape uncontrollably, bowed her body and looked up at the Dragon Soul with her four paws on the ground.

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