Feeding Jiao

The old dragon threw back the scales casually, since he had confirmed that the black dragon was hiding in the abyss, what he had to do now was to dig three feet into the ground to find the evil dragon.

The scales fell to the ground with a dull sound, bounced a few times, and rolled down again.

"Ah!" The gray fox hurriedly rushed over to grab the scales, and let out a fox-like "owwow".

The old dragon already felt that the fox was noisy, and with his appearance of knowing nothing, he probably didn't know much, so he simply let him go away on his own and stopped chasing him.

He Ming: "Old guy, look quickly."

Although the passage is full of gravel, it is still easy to see the front at a glance.The fox cub was still yelling in front of them one moment, and disappeared the next moment.

They looked at each other and moved their eyes to the ground.

The blue dragon flicked its tail to sweep away the stones on the road: "Under the ground!"

On the other side, Long Jiao hid in the ground and each remained silent for a long time.

Until Jiao faintly felt something slithering up with its tail, he said angrily, "Don't move around."

Jin Long opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

How dare you have the face to ask him?It's really hateful for this lewd dragon to use his hands and feet all day long.

The thing on the tail paused, and then continued to dawdle up. The slightly cold touch stimulated Jiao's rationality, and he immediately slapped the golden dragon beside him with his paw.

Jin Long backed away sideways, and asked doubtfully, "Xiaoyuan?"

This innocent tone doesn't seem to be fake, Jiao frowned: "Could it be that you weren't touching me just now?"

Jin Long was silent for a while.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm in human form now."

The human form is only a few feet long, since the golden dragon is near the head of the dragon, then the tail of the dragon is...

Jiao realized that something was wrong, and immediately focused his attention on vigilance, but it was still a step too late——

"what--"

He only had time to let out a short exclamation before he plummeted straight down.

The golden dragon instantly transformed into form and chased out in the air.

"I heard that a snake is seven inches long. Why did I hit it with the demon-subduing nail, but you didn't have any problems?"

Jiao faintly heard someone's voice in his coma.He thought to himself, nonsense, he is a dragon, what's the use of nailing it seven inches?

The voice sounded again: "Ah, let me see, what are the four small tumors hidden under the abdomen?"

Small sarcoma?Jiao curled up his four claws.

It was his foot, but it was too slow to walk, so it was better to swim comfortably, so he hid it.

"It's ugly, how about cutting it off?"

……not good.

"Haha, the one who scared you, why are you so frightened that you're so scared?"

When he finds a chance, he must take this despicable villain...

"What, you want to kill me?" The smiling man leaned forward and said slowly, "If you don't shed a piece of snake skin, I'll cook you first."

Hei Jiao opened his eyes abruptly, and took a few breaths.

It was pitch black, and there was no sound around him. He straightened up, and his brain gradually became clear.I don't know what's going on?I even dreamed about some past events from many years ago.

Maybe it was because of seeing Zhang Junting's body,

The drag force on the tail has disappeared, this place should not be the previous stone chamber.

I don't know what's going on, maybe it's because the time to reveal the original body is more frequent than before, so that in just a few months, the two attacks were caught by the tail and pulled out.

Jiao lowered his head and threw out the beads hidden in his abdomen, and a faint light suddenly lit up all around.

He remembered that although the light of this bead was gentle, it was never dim.I don't know what's special about this place, the beads seem to be covered with a layer of gray gauze, filtering out most of the light.

He looked around, and it seemed that the golden dragon hadn't caught up.

This is an upper and lower passage similar to a shaft, which has not been completely repaired.

At the moment, he is at the bottom of the "shaft".The bottom is so narrow that it is difficult to even turn around.Jiao could only roll up his body into a ball, and felt a little uncomfortable after staying for a long time.

Looking upwards, the passage winds upwards and seems to be a long way from above.

What about the person who attacked him?

"It's been a long time since there's been any fresh monsters..." A hoarse and indiscernible voice sounded from beside my ears.

Jiao scolded: "Who? Come out!"

"Your physical body is very powerful... stronger than the previous ones."

How many before?

"Tigers, leopards, and wolves can only last for ten or twenty years, and they will rot again when the time comes." The voice became melancholy, "It has been a long time since a new monster has been thrown down, and the last body is rotten. It's been a few years."

"Sounds like Duoshe, are you a ghost cultivator?"

No voice answered.

Jiao squinted his eyes, and after thinking for a while: "I don't know who it is. It turns out that he is a lonely ghost who is trapped and died here."

There was a chuckle behind him, and a thick black mist filled the passage at some point, surrounding Jiao in all directions.

"Soon it won't be..."

Jiao suddenly became extremely alert.The black mist is not solid, and it only spreads out for a while when it is slapped, and it gathers again after a while.

"If you want a body, wouldn't the dragon with me be a better choice? Dragon scales are impenetrable by water and fire, and ordinary sharp weapons can't penetrate. It's much better than my body." Jiao puzzled, "Say Maybe you can use this to escape from this ghost place."

There was a burst of laughter in the black mist: "Do you think I'm stupid? The golden dragon, just looking at it from a distance, makes people frightened. Before I get close, I feel dangerous. Although the dragon's body is good, I still want to have a chance to enjoy it." It is."

To put it bluntly, it is bullying.

Jiao: "Then how are you sure that I'm not in danger?"

Black mist: "You are hurt, I can feel it."

The black mist slowly condensed into a sword shape, aiming at Jiao's chest and abdomen.

"Don't worry, let me take over the body, it's much better than waiting here endlessly."

Almost at the same time as the last words were uttered, the black sharp sword galloped towards Jiao's heart.

Jiao has a huge body and is limited by the terrain, so there is no room to escape.

Before he could react, there was a sudden chill on his chest, and the sharp sword turned into mist had passed through his chest.

Jiao: "..."

Turning his head, he saw a mist sword tilted on the wall, the mist escaped wantonly, slid down in pieces, and floated in the air scatteredly.

Jiao quickly recited the formula, slapped his claws, and used magic to hold down the main body of the black mist.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the golden heart-protecting scales flickered a few times, and then hid in the black scales again.

The black mist condensed into a human form, and said incredulously, "No...why can't I enter your body?"

Jiao sneered and said, "Hunyuan Yiqing Sword? Did you eat the Taoist outside and see that his sword is good, so you turned into that to scare me?"

The black mist twisted for a while: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Jiao asked him back: "I want to know who you are?"

He made out the vague human figure a few times, and asked, "Or...are you the owner of that sword?"

Black Mist didn't answer.

So Jiaoju was condescending, looked down and looked at the group of ghosts who couldn't see facial features, and after a while, he began to claw the ground, slowly tearing the mist to pieces.

The black mist quickly condensed again, and Jiao continued to tear, condense again, and tear again...

After a long stalemate, Hei Wu was the first to speak out: "You and I are trapped here, I can't beat you, and you can't kill me, so it's better to stop the flag and let it go..."

"Who will give up on you!" Jiao slapped the ground violently, smiled, and said: "Not long ago, I was a little regretful when I saw your corpse. Now I see that you still have a remnant soul, and I feel really good."

A golden statue is built in the world, and Zhang Junting is worshiped by the whole country.

Jiao had been suspicious before, and the stinky Taoist priest may not have died after being enshrined for thousands of years.

Now it seems that Zhang Junting is indeed dead, but he has condensed into a ghost, lingering in the place of death, relying on the power of those offerings, lingering until now.

But he is no longer a little "snake" who will have half of his life removed by the wind of export, and he has not been put on a pile of magic weapons to control demons while taking advantage of others, and Zhang Junting... his bones are turned into ashes, and his face is beyond recognition , there is only a group of incompetent remnant souls left, so they can only act fiercely in such a secluded corner.

This moment and that moment, although it has been so long, it is natural to take revenge when we bump into each other.

Jiao said coldly: "I heard that after death, you will not feel pain, is it true?"

A pair of eyes appeared in the black mist: "What do you want to do?"

Jiao slowly tore down a cloud of black mist, threw it aside in disgust, and said with compassion in his eyes: "It's so pitiful, I don't know why I was locked up here. After suffering day and night, I finally dug out most of the tunnel. If you don’t dig it through, you’ll die first.”

The black mist vibrated violently, with a sinister expression in his eyes: "Aren't you trapped here too? One year, two years, thousands of years, you will be like me sooner or later!"

Jiao is not annoyed either, this small hole can only lock up some low-level demons, Zhang Junting is not good at Taoism, and somehow he ran into the abyss and fell into the snake den.He didn't cultivate well when he died, and he was just a remnant soul who didn't enter the ghost gate, not even a ghost cultivator.

"Actually, this place is quite suitable for you. You have imprisoned so many monsters during your lifetime, but you are trapped here by monsters after your death. How does it feel to be a ghost, Master Zhang?"

The eyes in the black fog widened: "Who are you?!"

He made a strange sound of "ho ho", as if he wanted to see something from Jiao.

Jiao grinned and crushed the black mist with one claw.

After many years, he met his enemy again, only to realize that the former unshakable enemy was already vulnerable. He looked at "Zhang Junting" and thought of the former "Zhang Daochang", and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to settle those old bad debts.

"At that time, I was thinking about how to torture you every day." Facing the black mist that had condensed again, Jiao said lightly: "But now I feel that it is unnecessary to say one more word to you, Zhang Junting, those of you who rely on deception The offerings received by the world cannot protect you today."