Ling Tianyun only felt as if his chest cavity was blocked, and the bitter taste made him feel that the faint pain became more and more intense. What he didn't understand was why Wanyan Zhantian and Wanyan Yan didn't tell them the truth, in fact, they already had a fateful friendship, even if Wanyan Zhantian asked them to help him win the dragon luck, they would not hesitate to help them. It's just that he didn't expect that Wan Yan Zhantian and Wan Yan Yan sisters and brothers didn't reveal anything, which made him very hurt, and only he, Ye Yinfeng and Zhong Jianying were present who didn't know anything about this matter.

"Hey, little monk, do you know what this dragon luck is, you are all so mysterious, is there anything that can't be said?" Ling Tianyun was holding back the fire in his stomach but had nowhere to vent, he opened his mouth and asked loudly to the unprecepted monk who was close to the white dragon's body not far away.

"Amitabha, what is there that can't be said, doesn't Lord Ling really know? You don't know what this dragon luck is and you still ran to this Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, the monks don't speak, and the Ling don't deceive the little monk. The non-precepted monk obviously didn't know that Ling Tianyun and the others didn't know, so he folded his hands and asked the other party rhetorically.

"Master Bujie, do you see that we are talking, the three of us originally came to this Tianchi Lake by mistake. As for what you are talking about, I really don't know anything, if it is convenient for the master, please help me to solve my doubts, so that I don't want to be a fool. Ye Yinfeng listened to the words of the little monk, and he said hurriedly. If the three of them were the only ones present who didn't know what was going on, then wouldn't that be too ironic?

"Ye Gongzi, let's talk about it below. This matter is hidden from the three of them, which is wrong. Wanyan Zhan Tianchang took a breath, and he said slowly with a guilty expression on his face: "This dragon luck is actually nothing, but the inner pill of this white dragon that has been cultivated for thousands of years, that is, the Yuan Dan of this white dragon. Those who obtain this Yuan Dan can not only gather the luck of heaven and earth, but what is even more amazing is that they can also get a glimpse of the threshold of this heavenly dao. ”

When Ye Yinfeng and the three of them heard this, they were shocked again, they didn't expect that this so-called dragon luck was the essence of this white dragon cultivation for thousands of years. As for whether the effect of this Yuan Dan is as Wanyan Zhantian said, they are also puzzled in their hearts, no wonder they have to, but even the Fusang ninja came to this Changbai Mountain from thousands of miles away, and the Goguryeo swordsman, he just stepped across the Yalu River and ran to this Changbai Mountain, it seems that even the purpose of the Khitan general Yelu Qishi and the white ape should be to compete for the Yuan Dan of the white dragon.

"In this way, if this white dragon succeeds in the tribulation, it will definitely take the Yuan Dan into the Heavenly Gate, how do you get that Yuan Dan. And now that the White Dragon Tribulation has obviously not succeeded, are you going to kill the dragon and take the pill? I don't know if what I said below is true, and if the young patriarch of Wanyan can give me a solution. Ye Yinfeng's brain was spinning, and he immediately thought of the key point of this matter, that is, whether the success of the White Dragon Tribulation was related to the competition for this Yuan Dan.

"Actually, otherwise, if this white dragon successfully ascends to the Heavenly Gate, then it will leave its Yuan Dan in the mortal mind, that is, a line in the Heavenly Dao. If it fails to pass through the tribulation, then it will be annihilated, and the essence of its thousand-year-old cultivation Yuan Dan will also dissipate between heaven and earth. And this time, I don't know why, it didn't show the success of the tribulation, nor did it annihilate the ashes, and now the best way is to kill the dragon and take the pill. Wanyan Zhantian replied with a bitter smile.

"Kill the dragon and take the pill, you can also think of such a way. Wanyan Zhantian, this divine dragon of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain is the patron saint of your Jurchen clan, you would actually think of using this method to seize the Dragon Pill, what is the difference between you and them, don't you feel ashamed in your heart. The prosperity of a nation should not rely on this kind of ethereal legend, it should rely on the joint efforts of its own people, you want to revitalize the Jurchen tribe, this is not wrong, but you use the wrong method. When Ling Tianyun heard this, he immediately became angry, he raised the treasure knife in his hand and scolded Wanyan Zhantian unceremoniously.

"Yes, Major General Ling is reasonable, but he was confused for a while and almost made a big mistake, and the young general was shocked by the words of the dream man, and he was taught in the next." After Yan Zhantian's spear in his hand, his eyes shot a glittering light, and his face was swept away with shame, he slowly walked in front of the dragon's dragon head with his body upright, and then blocked that Fu Xifeng. He was in high spirits, with his spear in front of him, like a peerless god of war.

"Boy, can you stop this seat even on your own? This seat appreciates your courage, but it is still not good to have blood, in the face of absolute strength, I advise you not to cause more trouble, don't lose your life in vain. Fu Xifeng's gloomy gaze flashed, and he said to Wanyan Zhan Tian, who was blocking him. The sword in his hand that was flowing with brilliant brilliance shot out a dazzling brilliance, making people feel a crisis of cold all over their bodies.

"Old horseman, this dragon is a sacred object of my Jurchen clan in Changbai Mountain, how can Rong Er wait for Xiao Xiao to be stained. Even if the kid's strength is limited, but this is Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, you are a lot older, so you should take advantage of the limited days to go home and enjoy Qingfu. The dignity of my Jurchen tribe cannot be violated by you and other foreigners, and this is the territory of my Jurchen tribe. Wanyan Zhantian's eyes lit up, and he retorted fearlessly.

"Yes, yes, the words of the young patriarch of Wanyan really entered the heart of the bottom. This is the true man of your Jurchen clan, today the young patriarch made me Ling Tianyun impressed, just by virtue of their extraterritorial states, they also want to touch the divine dragon treasures of our Shenzhou land. Add me one more, and let them see how good our boys are today. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but applaud, he walked towards Wanyan Zhantian as he spoke, and then stood side by side with Wanyan Zhantian.

Needless to say, Ye Yinfeng took a long breath of cold air, he pulled out the bladeless iron sword behind him with his backhand, and touched his waist with his left hand at the same time. "Are you only allowed to be heroes, Brother Wanyan invited us to Changbai Mountain as a guest, why should I be counted as one." His words echoed in Wanyan Zhantian's ears.

"Alas, you guys, why do you always do things recklessly, but I like it like this. Count me one, how, Ling Tianyun, you owe me a lot of favors, how can you pay it back when you think of it. But I'm a person who doesn't like to let others owe debts, so I'll pay it back after that. Zhong Jianying's eyes shot a scorching light, and he held his saber and his momentum around his body rose, and he naturally stood beside Ye Yinfeng.

Wan Yanyan's face with a shy flush flashed a complicated expression, she looked at the four teenagers standing side by side, they were all just teenagers who had not reached the age of a weak crown, but from their bodies there was a fearless and heroic spirit of moving forward, the four of them came from different countries, and the four of them had different martial arts, but fate was so wonderful that they were actually tied together.

"Master of the Ring, you should also take a stand, you won't sit on the sidelines and take advantage of the fisherman. With your reincarnation status as a living Buddha in the Western Regions, you shouldn't be able to take a fancy to this Yuan Dan, if so, it will disappoint us. Ye Yinfeng naturally wouldn't let go of the little monk who was watching on the sidelines, and he teased the little monk with his bright red robe hunting in the cold wind.

"Amitabha, Buddhism has a saying, saving a life is better than a seventh-level floating slaughter. The little monk naturally can't bear to disemboweled this white dragon and forcibly take Yuan Dan, which is against my Buddhism avenue, alas, the little monk will be a good person, I don't go to hell, who will put hell. The immature face of the monk couldn't help but change slightly, and he finally made up his mind. He swung his wide robe, and his body swept down from the boulder like a huge blood-colored bat, and finally came to Zhong Jianying's side, standing side by side with them.

Fu Xifeng's face became extremely ugly, his iron-blue face could almost scrape a layer of frost from it, and he looked coldly at the five young men in front of him. His gaze began to sweep over the undisciplined little monk, and finally fell on Wanyan Zhantian's body, five young people with one body and one body, the aura on their bodies was even different, but from their bodies, he felt an invisible pressure that he had never felt before. This kind of pressure is like five sharp swords that have just come out of their sheaths, and the sharp and fierce edge is not concealed at all. He had never been confronted like this, and in front of him were five teenagers whose martial arts cultivation realm was far weaker than his weak crown.

Wanyan Zhantian's black hair was scattered on his shoulders like a waterfall, and he held a spear trembling majestically, like a stunning god of war. Ling Tianyun's furious hair flew wild, holding the treasure sword in his hand, and his Xuan clothes exuded a fierce aura like pure and yang, he was like that heavenly mad god, especially his strong and well-proportioned body, majestic and majestic, and his body seemed to contain endless power, which people did not dare to underestimate.

The aura circulating on Ye Yinfeng's body was the most peaceful, as if it was like a spring breeze, but his upright bamboo-like body contained strands of sharp edges like a sword. His star-like eyes reveal a faint self-confidence, that is confidence in his own strength, he is the spring breeze, and he is also the spring rain that moistens all things in the spring breeze. His body exudes a pleasant aura, a feeling of being close to nature, which makes people want to be close.

Zhong Jianying is the oldest, and his unique charm cannot be seen from his eyes that seem to have gone through vicissitudes, but his body is long, with a bee waist and ape back, and he is also a good son with a good demeanor. If you talk about the vastness and majesty of the breath, I'm afraid Zhong Jianying can't be counted, his breath is relatively deep, giving people an elusive and mysterious feeling. The little monk is wearing a dazzling and eye-catching red robe, and his slightly bloated body seems to be full of staggering, but in fact, the little monk's posture and movements are extremely agile, especially his age, the youngest among the five. Rao is like this, and no one will underestimate him, from the cheeks that are so young that they can pinch out the water that a dizzying halo is revealed, this little monk is the most mysterious of the five.

"Old ghost Iga, do you want to wait until I kill these five stinky boys who don't know the height of the sky before you have a final duel with me?" Fu Xifeng's gaze fell on the Fuso ninja who was sitting firmly in the snow not far away, and he shouted loudly. The reason why he found Iga Nishi was because he was the same as Iga Nishi, and they were both foreign cultivators from other countries who did not belong to this land. He wasn't afraid of the five young men, but he was reminding Iga and reminding the Fuso ninja not to use tricks in secret.

"I said Fu Lao Pifu, you won't be afraid of the five of us, you want to pull that old ghost Fusang into your camp. But there is no shame in this, you are alone, even your last disciple Jin Dazhong was not scared to death by this white dragon, but he was also frightened and actually fled. You say why are you so hard, it's not good to stay in your hometown and enjoy the good life of your old age, you have to toss around. Aren't you afraid of dying outside, we Han people have an old saying, called falling leaves return to the roots, you die in a foreign land, and then there is not even a corpse collector, I really feel sorry for you. ”