Yo, lost the jade seal?

A sound suppressed the clouds, and the sharp whistle surrounded the entire camp.

Everyone came back to their senses under Tongtian Huanglong's astonishment, and covered their ears one after another, unable to stand the sharp whistle.

Huanglong was even worse, the whistle pierced through the clouds and charged towards it, the huge body flying in the air tumbling, the wind and sand were stirred up, the universe changed suddenly, like a natural disaster.

"Sir, what should we do?" Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, Wanderer stopped to blow his whistle and asked three times in fear.

"Blow, keep blowing!" In the murky wind and sand, San Dao dropped a sentence and disappeared in the strong wind.

Wandering around holding a copper whistle, at a loss.

The battle in the desert all depended on this little copper whistle.

The Huanglong surged faster and faster, and the huge wind was about to gather, rolling towards Mocheng not far away

Wandering didn't care about it, he held the whistle and blew towards Huanglong one after another.

The ear-piercing whistle sounded like countless sharp blades, piercing through the storm and surrounding Huanglong's body, forming a containment sword wall.

In the blur, San Dao looked for Ye Qiubai while being surprised by the scene in the sky and slowed down unconsciously.

The skill of wandering is absolutely extraordinary.

After being surprised, Sandao hurried to find Ye Qiubai even more.

After this sword wall is scattered, Huanglong will be buried in the chaos of swords.

"I found you!" Sandao finally found Ye Qiubai based on his memory.

Ye Qiubai's body was wide open, he couldn't move, his whole body was almost buried by the wind and sand.

One died in the chaos of swords and the other was buried in sandstorms. What a good destination!

Lai Yu did this thing too extreme, powerful ability itself is a curse!

The three with cold faces picked up the chain, untied the scab that was about to heal to take the blood talisman, and asked Ye Qiubai: "I'm going to the top to control Huanglong in a while, you...it's up to you whether you go or not. "

San Dao came here because he wanted to take Ye Qiubai up to talk to Huang Long, this is the best way, the others may need some effort.

A boy in his early twenties who has never experienced strong winds and waves, let alone facing a crazy ancient beast, this decision has to be made by Ye Qiubai himself.

"I'll go." Ye Qiubai replied calmly, patting the sand on his body.

Three ways raised their eyes and inquired about Ye Qiubai, seeing that he didn't have the slightest mood swings.

"It seems that Xiao Lai didn't teach you what fear is. You and I are going to die, and we will make a decision after thinking about it." San Dao couldn't help wasting a few words.

"I'm going to see A Shu, I'm not afraid." Ye Qiubai was still calm, the dust on his body had been shaken off, his hair was neatly tied up, and he stood quietly waiting for the three talismans, already impatient.

San Dao only sighed lightly, said nothing more, lowered his head and drew the talisman more quickly.

It took some time to draw this talisman, and the blood on the three wrists squeezed the felt to wipe out the last few drops.

After chanting a mantra, the blood-stained yellow talisman immediately expanded outwards, reaching the height of people.

Before the blood talisman was finished, San Dao added the last touch to the corner of this huge yellow talisman.

After painting, San Dao fell to the ground exhausted, and Wu Mi followed him to the ground.

She no longer has the physical strength she had ten years ago, and she has a bondage, so the rest can only be handed over to Ye Qiubai.

In this case, I asked him what he was doing.The three dark thoughts made me feel melancholy instead.

"I'm exhausted, so you have to go by yourself." San Dao lay on the ground, his limbs were exhausted, and he was almost unable to support himself.

Ye Qiubai squatted down beside San Dao, stretched out his hand and brought Wu Mi, who was crawling towards San Dao, to him.

San Dao took Wu Mi, and pulled him into his robe to block the wind and sand outside, and seemed to have some strength again.

"Don't fall asleep, take good care of your husband." Ye Qiubai stroked Sandao's little head and instructed.

Wumi's eyes widened, and he nodded firmly: "Go, I'm here."

The little adult couldn't help laughing three times.

Ye Qiubai also twitched the corner of his mouth, touched Wumi's face again, and then jumped onto the blood talisman.

"If you can't suppress it, come down quickly, chaotic swords don't have eyes." After the last sentence of San Dao's instructions, he stretched out his robe to completely isolate everything outside, and only Wumi's slight breathing sound remained in the small space.

Whatever happens, let it be.

Ye Qiubai flew towards the dragon's head with the blood talisman.

After crossing the sword wall, Ye Qiubai finally saw clearly that the densely packed swords were aimed at the dragon's body, airtight, and if he gave orders, Huanglong would definitely die.

The situation was urgent, and the sword wall was still piling up, as if waiting for Huanglong to go mad completely.

There is still time to recover!

However, the whistle didn't stop, and accompanied by the howling wind, it resounded throughout the camp.

A group of soldiers without a leader fled one after another, and the severe military camp collapsed instantly, making it impossible to resist.

Under the torment of the whistle, Huanglong rolled more and more violently, and the sword wall would explode at some point.

Ye Qiubai patted the blood talisman, and accelerated towards Huanglong.

After entering the sword wall barrier, Ye Qiubai didn't think about life or death.

Facing the violent wind and sand, Ye Qiubai couldn't walk an inch, and he couldn't take another step when he walked under the dragon's beard.

"A Shu!" Ye Qiubai shouted to Huanglong from afar.

Huanglong, who was tortured by the whistle, vaguely heard the familiar shout in the roaring wind, and suppressed the hostility in his body to search around.

"A Shu." Ye Qiubai took advantage of Huanglong's pause and stirred, and quickly flew in front of the dragon.

The little one was less than one-tenth of the dragon's face, half kneeling on the blood talisman, floating non-stop, his face full of worry.

The flipping stopped abruptly, only a few heavy gasps remained.

The wind and sand stopped suddenly, and there was complete silence.

Seeing the small person in front of him, Huang Long panicked, shaking his head from side to side, trying to find a place to hide.

There is no way to hide such a huge body, Huanglong Wucuo struggled to swing his short claws, and grabbed the hair on both sides to block his huge cheeks, not daring to look at Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai stepped on the blood talisman and ran back and forth with the dragon's claw: "A Shu, don't hide, talk to me."

Huang Long stopped his movements, his claws were still in front of him.

In the wind and sand, a huge yellow dragon stood still with its pestle in the sky and the earth, and the beast that stirred up the wind and clouds became obedient instantly, and the surrounding sword walls also gradually retreated as the yellow dragon calmed down.

Ye Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief, no longer flustered, stepped forward to touch the huge and rough dragon claw full of distress, and asked, "Can you return to human form?"

Huanglong retracted his claws slowly, and nodded to Ye Qiubai with a messy and innocent expression.

"Alas~" Ye Qiubai sighed deeply, and thought to himself: This stupid beast is not so difficult to control, it seems that it can't do without him, and dare to drive me away!

After today's turmoil, even if Lai Yu chased Ye Qiubai away again, Ye Qiubai would not leave.

Ye Qiubai floated in front of Huanglong with the blood talisman, and said to him: "Follow me, find a place where no one is around, and then change back to human form."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qiubai ran to the front to find an uninhabited area so that Lai Yu could escape successfully.

Just as he was concentrating on searching, a strong force rose from under him, and a furry head pushed up, and Ye Qiubai and the blood talisman fell on top of Huanglong's head.

Without saying a word, Huanglong took Ye Qiubai and drove steadily towards the deep forest in the north.

Ye Qiubai found a soft place on Huanglong's head and sat down with ease, and disappeared into the wind and sand that hadn't dissipated together with Huanglong.

The boundary where Huanglong left exploded immediately.

It was already night, before the wind and sand dispersed, clusters of torches were lit, and the soldiers passed word of mouth, all marveling at the fetish.

The camp was in chaos.

After blowing the copper whistle for a long time, he collapsed to the ground after Huanglong receded, sweating profusely.

Ordinary people don't know it yet, they just think it's a once-in-a-hundred-year miracle, but they don't know that it almost turns the world upside down, and everyone's life hangs by a thread.

After hearing the sound of boiling, San Dao completely relaxed his tense body, regained some physical strength, and pulled away the clothes in front of him.

The wind and sand filled the sky, but the breath of Huanglong still lingered here.

On the contrary, the five fans in his arms were low in energy, and he tried his best to maintain a trace of consciousness, and he was afraid that he would fall asleep first.

"Sleep if you're sleepy, I'm here." San Dao comforted Wu Mi along his back.

Wu Mi raised his head and looked at San Dao, his bright black eyes rolled back and forth, without saying a word, as if he had something to say.

"Go to sleep." San Dao was tired, and really didn't have the mood to chat with Wu Mi.

Wu Mi leaned back on San Dao's chest in a dejected manner, she was really sleepy and fell asleep.

In the tiredness, San Dao only felt that he was lifted on a soft back, and the five fans in his arms were still there, so he couldn't get up, let him go.

The noise was left behind, and there was a flurry of wind in my ears. I didn't know how long I had been walking, and suddenly it was so quiet that it made people panic.

Years of habits, San Dao will never sleep well.

As long as the five fans are still there, it will be fine, and there will be a turnaround.

The sound of insects sounded, and San Dao was relieved.

In the barren desert, only the deep forest in Moyan has this kind of peace.

The place where the Three Ways and Five Mistakes are located is exactly that small building of Bai Zhuo.

Outside the building, screams of pain sounded again and again.

Lai Yu was rolling in the grass outside the courtyard, no one dared to step forward except Ye Qiubai.

The golden scales on his body have not all faded, the sharp scales cut deep into the skin, and the flesh and blood on the outside engulfed the scales and fused them deep into the bones.

Huanglong needs to go through the pain of cutting into human form in order to change into a human form.

Looking at the blood-stained Lai Yu, Ye Qiubai couldn't do anything and didn't dare to go forward.

Now Lai Yu is very fragile, Ye Qiubai can only watch him quietly from the sidelines, in case something else happens.

The shrinkage of the scales can only be done by Lai Yu himself.

The two beasts standing still further away frowned, and became more worried following Lai Yu's shout. It was midnight and no one left.

"Huanglong's situation is not very good." After staring for a while, Heihu regained his senses from the shout.

The scales are about to fade, but Lai Yu is still struggling.

After tossing around for most of the night, Lai Yu is still fighting, which is enough for mortals, but he is the Yellow Dragon King, the true ruler of the world, the king of beasts who are willing to submit to the four elephants, and now even in human form, he has to go through such life. process.

"Living this life is enough." After thinking for most of the night, Bai Zhuo figured it out, no regrets, "When he left back then, he should have thought that there would be today. The last persistence is Yuxi and the mortal beside him."

"Then we..."

"Just treat him as a mortal, live and die as he pleases." Bai Zhuo lowered his head with a smile, and said, "So what if you don't follow him, who can control this old dragon king."

"That's right, this old thing, alas." Hei Hu sighed.

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