The villain has a white moonlight

The silver-armored guards hiding in the dark filed out, and the warlocks on the cliff attacked at the same time, attacking the black and white dragons.

Bailong endured the pain and opened a protective barrier, covering himself and his father in it, shielding all sounds and attacks outside the barrier, and he couldn't hear the movement outside the barrier.

The fleeing people were very happy that the Ji Wu Dynasty had reinforcements coming, but when they saw that the guard warlocks tried their best to break the barrier and turned a blind eye to the people who prayed for protection and retreat, they fell into a daze.

A bloodthirsty light flickered in the black dragon's stern pupils, and its sharp teeth were firmly embedded in the white dragon's neck, sucking the fresh blood greedily. The water flowed down, and the puddles on the ground were instantly dyed red.

The white dragon remained motionless, quiet, silent and docile, like a painless statue, allowing the other party to grasp it.

The irascible black dragon gradually calmed down in this silent obedience, the haze covering his eyes gradually disappeared, he took a step back in disbelief, looked at the badly injured little white dragon in front of him, and said in a sad voice, "Emperor... ?!"

"Father, you have suffered all these years, and I am the one who came late." Bailong swayed due to excessive blood loss, and could not stand still. His father would be sad again, and the little Bailong tried his best to hold the ground tightly with his dragon claws, keeping Stand firm.

"It's me who misjudged the heart of a mortal, and the human heart is so dangerous." Heilong closed his eyes and said in a tired tone, "If I had made another choice back then, Yuyi Kingdom...would not be in crisis. I'm sorry Qing Yu, I'm sorry, Emperor, you... I'm sorry... Yuyi Country."

His keel dragon body is already connected to the Jinling vein, once it is separated, the vein here will be completely paralyzed, the Kunlun earth energy will start to dissipate, the sacred tree will be hard to survive, and Yuyi Kingdom will be in danger.

The black dragon's body trembled uncontrollably, the black scales returned to silvery white, and the dragon's head also returned to its original appearance, but its body was gradually fading, with bones showing faintly.

"Father," the white dragon's golden pupils surged, his voice was a little hoarse, "I don't blame you, and neither will the queen mother, she...she goes to the temple every year to tie a string of praying wind chimes. The surrounding area of ​​the bedroom is full of flowers you gave her, I know, she has always missed you very much."

"Qing Yu... Ah!" the black dragon let out a sigh, the dragon's chant was deafening, and before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly in the torrential rain.

Menghuaichuan Shuijun had passed away for many years, and his soul was locked and unable to enter reincarnation. Now the dragon soul purified by the white dragon's blood was finally liberated, turning into silver light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The body of the dragon, which had lost all form and spirit, was left with only a pile of white bones, which fell to the ground like a mountain of bones, splashing muddy water and ashes.

The warlocks and army of the Jiwu dynasty finally broke the barrier, shouting to kill the sky and flocking to the white dragon like a tide, vowing to get the keel, whether it is Menghuaichuan Suijun or this little white dragon, in their eyes, they are all possible. Materials for refining weapons.

The emperor has already ordered the general of the country to go to the front. The only thing to do is to take the keel, a piece of hand, make a weapon or do anything else. They opened up, those bones without sharp edges and corners are the blunt weapons, but they are also the sharpest weapons to break through the city defenses of the mysterious country.

Bailong looked down at the surging silver armor and black robe, and for the first time there was a murderous intent in his golden eyes, he let out a wild roar, and swung the dragon's tail, killing and wounding a lot.

The brief reunion of father and son was a bloody disaster, and there was no time to say goodbye. Is it the way of heaven, or is it a terrible man-made disaster?

Bailong didn't have the strength to think anymore, so he quickly put away the pile of keel bones and prepared to leave.

Jinling's ground veins have been broken, and he wants to find another place where the king's qi gathers, destroying his body and soul to replenish the Kunlun's ground qi.

This time he will be with his father, not even a bone left behind.

Bailong was about to leave, but he saw the emperor of the Jiwu Dynasty suddenly slashing towards the sky with a magic weapon in his hand.

The man stood on the cliff with his hands behind his back, a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he recited the mantra.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, black clouds enveloped the shining sky of blood-maned stars, as if a big hole had been torn open by an invisible hand.

Just like the Milky Way poured over, the sea water poured backwards, huge waves swept over the sky, and under the cliffs, suddenly became a vast ocean.

The emperor of the Jiwu Dynasty did not hesitate to damage his own cultivation and move mountains and seas, but also to kill the Yuyi God that the people believed in.

Save people.

With a long roar, Bailong didn't give up on those screaming civilians, turned around and plunged into the vast sea,

Jinling City, which suffered catastrophe within a day, was full of mourners. Bailong looked back at the people up and down in the water. The victims who had nowhere to escape cried loudly and stretched out their hands to the sky, praying for the protection and rescue of Yuyi God, crying Please gods don't abandon them.

Yu Yishen really did not give up on them.

The civilians who were rescued from the flood were placed on a cliff, and there are more than a thousand people.

The people in the flood rushed to beg for his help, and the people on the cliff were worried when they saw the strange scene where the water and the sky meet under the gloomy sky, and they were frightened because the water level under the cliff was constantly rising. .

However, Bailong had been severely injured before, and the atmosphere of Yuyi Country had changed, and the Shenmu could no longer provide spiritual power to the people, and the prince could feel that his own spiritual power was also constantly losing.

No one cared that as Bailong rushed to save people in the flood, the injury on Long's body gradually deteriorated, and the dark red blood kept flowing.

Even Bailong himself didn't care, he just wanted to bring everyone to the top of the cliff as soon as possible.

The gap in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and the sea water poured down like a snow mountain. Such a sudden and strong water force instantly filled up the area under the cliff.

The water surface is getting higher and higher, if it doesn't stop, this cliff will be submerged soon.

While everyone was terrified and panicked, a woman burst into tears: "Son, my son is still at the foot of the mountain!!"

No one answered, the woman rushed to Bailong and knelt down: "God, please, please save my son, he is still at the foot of the mountain, please find a way to save him!"

"God of Yuyi, my wife is still down."

"My uncle, uncle, he doesn't know how to swim, and he is also going down."

"God Yuyi, there is no way to put us here! Aren't you omnipotent? Please stop this disaster!"

"Yes, yes, you have received so many incense offerings from us, you should find a way to fill the hole that was broken that day!"

Bai Long looked at the group of people silently, but the shouts of the crowd were louder than that.

Ji Wu Dynasty's dragon boat crossed the water and rescued some people who were ups and downs in the water along the way.

Facing the kneeling worship of the civilians, Mrs. Zi Nong waved her hands lightly, walked to the outermost edge of the deck, held up a golden lotus flower by the railing, and nodded to the emperor on the cliff from a distance.

The two of them worked out the formula at the same time, and the magic circle that had already been set up was activated, and a golden net covered the white dragon from the hood. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the black clouds, and then a zigzagging current spread along the net, trapping the prey in.

The latter soared into the air, but his spiritual power was on the verge of collapse. He was trapped in such a crisis, and he couldn't break free.

Everyone looked up at the clouds, and the woman who asked for help earlier, after being shocked, began to grit her teeth and look at Bailong.

In the end, Bailong couldn't do what he wanted. He was restrained by the net and fell from the cloud to the cliff, splashing muddy water and ashes. He barely tried to get up, but it was in vain. After the lightning force on the net was shattered, there was no way to fight back, and he lay dying in the mud, his heart heaving violently, and he couldn't stop panting.

There was no sound on the cliff, and the people who were rescued by the white dragon from the flood watched in disbelief that their feathered gods fell from the clouds to the dust, retreated in unison when the mud and water splashed, and a large area was vacated.

The elegant and handsome nobleman in white clothes above the clouds before had a brilliant brilliance, but now this white dragon is in a state of embarrassment, like a trapped animal.

The brilliance that belongs to God has faded, which is completely different from the omnipotent Yuyi God they imagined.

"What's going on, what's going on, aren't you a god? Why are you so incompetent!" Someone said sadly.

"Trash, it's a pity that I still pin my hopes on you." Someone said angrily.

"The sky is falling, let's all die together!" Someone broke the jar and slammed.

Someone exclaimed: "Dragon boat, the dragon boat is coming, His Majesty the Emperor still cares about his people!"

The dragon boat quickly docked, and the group of people knelt down again, calling out my emperor's long live, forever and ever.

"What kind of feathered god is just an evil dragon that has become a spirit." Mrs. Zi Nong said leisurely, "You have been deceived by them for so many years. Don't you think it's strange that the plague of Jinling City and the fire this time came together? It is that they bring disasters to the world, and then direct and act on their own, the big ones fake their deaths, and you build temples for them, and the small ones pretend to rain to extinguish the fire, all of which win your worship, become your beliefs, and receive more incense from you It’s just a trick! If His Majesty didn’t see through everything and personally come to kill Jiao, how long will you be kept in the dark?”

Everyone complained that they had been deceived, and they had confessed to an evil god after so many years of pious belief.

"Not much nonsense, the space on the dragon boat is limited, everyone just gouges out its scales as a ticket, and pay for your stupid behavior of betraying the moon god earlier." Zi Nong raised his hand painted with fiery red Danko nails, He dropped a palm-sized box, which turned into a treasure chest on the ground, and a bunch of sharp daggers were revealed in the opened box.

The water under the cliff had overflowed the cliff, and everyone rushed to grab the dagger in their hands and rushed towards the dying white dragon.

No, it's an evil dragon.

Zi Nong raised his eyebrows and looked at the group of red-eyed people scrambling to gouge out the dragon scales, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cruel. This person who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth dared to hurt her took away Ji Wuxian. The miscellaneous fish bitten to death.

However, the ground suddenly shook, and a ray of light pierced through the hazy sky and shone down. Everyone followed the ray of light and saw a round mirror floating in the air at some point.

"Brother." Bai Long heard someone calling himself, his voice hoarse and trembling.