The thick clouds disappeared in a moment, and a blue-black mist circled in the air. The clouds surging rapidly, and a few golden light appeared in the center. After a while, the clouds became thinner, but quickly rushed towards a place. Han Yiming saw it clearly. A dragon body appeared in the air. The back was blue-black, and the abdomen was golden. On the dragon head, it was even darker, almost black. Only the eyes and the horns on the top of the head were golden, and the rest were dark blue. Even the long beards floating in the wind were blue-black. Its body, except for the golden abdomen, was blue-black, and even the lint pieces were blue-black, but the blue-black was like glass, faintly transparent, and the treasure light was flowing, very beautiful. The dragon's eyes were free from dust, and they didn't look at the Lingshan disciples kneeling on the ground, but they were just facing Qin Wufang.

Han Yiming's heart moved and couldn't help but say, "Is this a Qinglong?" He looked more and more carefully, and saw that the Qinglong was motionless and floating in the air. Qin Wufang stood in front of it. Suddenly, a seven-colored water column surged from the Illusion Mirror Lake and continued to flow into the sky. Han Yiming's thoughts moved, yes, Qinglong is here to find Xiaoguai, it is here to find Xiaoguai, it is here to find Xiaoyao! His heart was trembling, and he dared not have the words Xiaoguai, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyu, etc. in his heart. He didn't know how powerful Qinglong was, but the white dragon had almost killed him. It was easier for Qinglong to crush him to death than to crush an ant.

After a while, the water of Huanjing Lake had already flown into the air, and the seven-color treasure light flashed in the air. The sand, gravel and water plants at the bottom of the lake were exposed. There was no Xiaoguai figure in the lake. Han Yiming felt relieved, and suddenly a cold voice sounded in his heart: "Where is it? Hand it over!" He also felt like thunder, and a sound banged through his ears. A pressure came from above, making people unable to breathe. Han Yiming's body was extremely heavy. He was kneeling down on one leg, but his hands and feet were on the ground at this time, and he couldn't support it. He forced himself to grit his teeth and did not fall down, and secretly looked around. The senior brother beside him was also pounding in his temples, his neck was swollen, his face turned red, and his body was shaking slightly. It seemed as if there was an invisible huge sole that stepped on everyone under his feet. Everyone could not fall down, and they had to support it.

The voice shouted angrily: "Where?!" Han Yiming's ears roared continuously, all of which were "Where is there", continuous, and every sound was like a july sound, hitting his heart, making him unable to help but shake.

Qin Wufang's voice was as usual, saying: "The Qinglong Venerable is coming, and the whole mountain is overjoyed. Please forgive us for coming to greet us late! I just don't know what the Venerable is looking for? Please forgive me for your sins." Han Yiming felt relieved when he heard that Master Uncle did not give up Xiao Guai's intention. But the thunderous voice rolled over from everyone, and his heart was: "Super it! The secret hidden in Lingshan!" Han Yiming trembled again. Just these few words, he felt tired and soft. Listening to Qinglong's words, he exhausted all his energy. He knew the terribleness of Qinglong. Not to mention that fighting is not an opponent, even his voice could destroy everyone. The Master Uncle said that Qinglong could easily destroy Lingshan. It is indeed not a false statement. But now it seems that it is probably not a false need for the help of the White Dragon and the Golden Dragon to tear down the Lingshan.

Qinglong's voice was not anger, but at the same time he heard it, his heart also sounded, hard and cold, not as many words as humans, but every word was like a thunderclap on someone and hitting him. He was completely powerless, and his heart was completely wiped out by these words. At this time, Han Yiming could no longer care about Xiaoguai, but felt that there was no figure around him. In the vast world, he was the only one who knelt on the ground and endured hard, and even Lingshan had disappeared.

Suddenly, the pressure on his body relaxed, and he raised his head. There was only Qin Wufang in the air, and the Qinglong was gone. After a big accident, how could Qinglong let them go so easily? He suddenly found that the Master had already adjusted his direction. He was originally in front of him, but now he was facing the west, which was the Lingshan Forbidden Land! He was stunned for a moment and saw that the masters who had been in front of the senior brothers had also changed their directions, facing the West, facing the forbidden Land that Lingshan had never allowed his disciples to step on!

It was a mysterious place. Han Yiming couldn't help but raise the ridge of the ridge that was cut by axe, the ice waterfall on the ridge, and the snow peak behind the ridge. The fresh and cool feeling that came to his face instantly appeared beside him. Suddenly, the sound of whispering and roaring sounds in his heart sounded. I don't know if something was calling him, but it wasn't like calling him, but Han Yiming felt a little response in his heart, as if he was heading towards that place again. He couldn't help but floated towards that place.

He knew he could not go, but he couldn't help but floated to the other side, asking Gu Qingquan beside him to pull him, but couldn't scream. He was frightened to find that it was not his body but his consciousness that was floating away, and Gu Qingquan was afraid that he could not hold him. Han Yiming screamed, but he couldn't open his mouth, turned around, but could not move. His body seemed to be still in place, but it seemed to float away, and he didn't even understand it himself. But the echo in his heart was like a strong wind blowing through an unfathomable hole, making a shocking sound, making him float forward.

At a loss, his shoulders sank. He raised his head and saw Qin Wufang standing behind him, putting one hand on his shoulder. Qin Wufang's face was a little different from usual, and his face emitted a faint white light. Under the sunlight, the white light around him was vaguely visible. Qin Wufang raised his hand and pointed to his lips. Han Yiming's three words "Master" were blocked in his mouth. Qin Wu looked forward, and Han Yiming also looked along his gaze. He saw that the sky was full of haze. Under the haze, the blue dragon's glass-like body was heading towards that side. Its body danced in the wind, and the golden dorsal fin was like a golden light, and the golden toenails on the dragon's claws reflected the glass-like transparent blue dragon.
Chapter completed!