With such a strong combat power, where to fight, just looking at it is enough to make the cultivators of Taoyuan Valley frightened.

"But how did this dragon get involved with the herd?" Seeing that the white dragon swept all the way, and countless immortal beasts were competing to collapse, Xin Biantian asked Wen Xiong with both doubts and some excitement and anticipation.

Wen Xiong's face was still solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Dragons are the most arrogant and domineering among beasts, and in their eyes, except for the dragon clan, the rest of the races are all ants. Maybe this dragon didn't come for us, but since we appeared in front of him, it could only be our bad luck! ”

"You mean to say that this giant dragon is going to serve the fairy beast with us?"

"It must be so! But Brother Tian, it is better to die in the hands of a dragon than in the hands of these beasts, right? ”

Xin Biantian didn't answer, death is death, and in whose hands he died, in his opinion, there was not such a big difference. The beast taming clan is different, they have been with fairy beasts since childhood, and the dragon clan has a totemic meaning for them.

"That's not right!" After a moment of careful observation, Xin Changtian finally noticed that something was wrong. The giant dragon swept all the way, and the immortal beasts were killed and injured countless times, but no Taoyuan Valley monk fell under the dragon's claws.

At first, Xin Changtian thought it was a coincidence, but after he noticed it, he found that it was not a coincidence at all, but that the dragon had deliberately avoided the Taoyuan Valley monk.

"Huh? That...... There seems to be a man standing on the dragon's head! Wen Xiong also found something strange, and his voice was even louder than Xin Changtian.

"On the faucet? No way! Xin Changtian was taken aback by Wen Xiong's words, and hurriedly stared in the direction of the dragon's head. Sure enough, under the shroud of Dao Dao white light, there were many shadows, and there was indeed a figure. It's just that because of the distance and the white light, Xin Biantian never saw the other party's face clearly.

Xin Biantian's whole person couldn't help but be stunned, even if he had heard of such a thing as a dragon riding before, he didn't think it was true, he only thought it was a story and legend. Now that it is alive in front of his eyes, how can he accept it for a while?

"Ah Xiong, you beast tamers should have a description of the dragon clan, right? Do you have the power to ride a dragon? ”

Speaking of shock, Wen Xiong was even more than Xin Biantian, Xin Biantian asked three times in a row, Wen Xiong came back from the huge shock, shook his head like a rattle and said, "Just kidding, how is this possible!" Dragons are the proudest race, how could they let people ride on their heads? In the annals of our clan, there are indeed many predecessors who are powerful and want to train dragons and use dragons as horses. But in the end, without exception, all failed! They have great powers and have the power to kill dragons, but they cannot let them lower their noble heads and let them trample on them. ”

Under the shocked gazes of Xin Changtian, Wen Xiong, and Taoyuan Valley cultivators, the white dragon kept flying and roaring. The scorching dragon's breath, like the dragon's tail swept by a giant whip, struck the beasts one after another. The herd of beasts that almost forced the cultivators of Taoyuan Valley to a dead end collapsed in an instant.

Those immortal beasts were not crazy anymore, and at this time, they all wailed and fled in all directions. Those who move quickly are burned off by the dragon, and those who move a little slower are either swept into pulp by the dragon's tail or turned to ashes in the white flames.

Looking at this scene, Xin Biantian was convinced of Wen Xiong's words. The dragon is not only the king of beasts, but also the god of beasts!

"Oh my God! What kind of power is it that can be ridden by a dragon! Brother Tian, I must worship him as a teacher! ”

Wen Xiong grabbed his hair excitedly, if it weren't for the fact that the power of the white dragon was too terrifying, he probably couldn't help but rush forward.

"No matter what kind of power he is, he is the savior of our Taoyuan Valley, benefactor!"

"The herd has retreated! The herd has retreated!! ”

Since the appearance of the white dragon, it was only half a moment, and the immortal beasts that were originally dense and almost filled the Taoyuan Valley disappeared without a trace. The cultivators of Taoyuan Valley woke up at this time, and the cheers came one after another, and they were directly connected into a film.

People who are desperate to survive, or hug each other and cry, or sit silently in tears, or roar loudly, are all indulging themselves to the fullest and celebrating the hard-won rest of their lives.

But Xin Changtian and Wen Xiong didn't dare to be the slightest bit sluggish, and stood up straight while sorting out their instruments in a little panic. Because the white dragon was slowly flying towards them at this time.

"Ah Xiong, you follow me to learn in a while, you will salute when I salute, you can't have the slightest rudeness, it will anger others, and our entire Taoyuan Valley will be unlucky!"

"Yes, yes!" Wen Xiong's eyes had been focused on the slowly approaching dragon and the hazy figure on the dragon's head, and he didn't hear Xin Biantian's advice at all, so he dealt with it casually.

Xin Biantian shook his head, slapped his shoulder fiercely, and reprimanded in a low voice with his head half-bowed, "Don't stare at people like this, it's rude!" ”

Xin Biantian used a lot of strength, Wen Xiong bared his teeth for a while, but he listened to Xin Biantian's words, and hurriedly learned Xin Biantian lowered his head.

When the dragon came to the two of them and froze, Xin Biantian hurriedly glanced at Wen Xiong, and then greeted him again and again, "Junior Xin Biantian, on behalf of the Taoyuan Valley cultivators, thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors!" ”

"Well, in Xia Wenxiong, I also thanked my seniors!" Wen Xiong's reaction was obviously half a beat slower than Xin Biantian's, which made Xin Biantian frown slightly.

At this time, Xin Changtian and Wen Xiong both lowered their heads, just waiting for the other party's seniors to speak. Unexpectedly, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no response for a long time.

Xin Biantian's heart couldn't help but sink, and he secretly wondered, could it be that he did something wrong and offended others? At this moment, the cold sweat on Xin Biantian's forehead flowed down. At this time, he was even more nervous and stressed than when facing the siege of the beasts!

"Ahem...... Seniors, did I do something wrong and make my seniors unhappy? If so, please ask the seniors to surrender, no matter what kind of punishment, the juniors are willing to accept it! ”

"Is this true?" This time, the seniors finally reacted and opened their mouths to say. The voice was a little weird, but Xin Changtian was so nervous that he didn't notice it at all.

"It seems that he really offended people!" Xin Biantian's heart was bitter, as if he had swallowed two catties of coptis in one go. I and this Taoyuan Valley are really fateful. I just escaped the wolves, but when I turned around, I fell into the mouth of the tiger.

"Yes...... It's true, how dare the juniors deceive the seniors? ”

"That's good! This stupid big man, I don't like it to look at, you kick him three times for me! ”

"Huh!?" As soon as these words came out, Wen Xiong shouted in shock, and the grievances of his facial features were all squeezed together.

Xin Biantian was not surprised at all, his face was clear, it must have been Wen Xiong's slow reaction just now, which offended his predecessors. Fortunately, the punishment was only a three-time kick, but nothing happened.

"Senior, I...... Why do I make you unpleasant, you see how wise and powerful I look, I don't know how many little girls cry to marry me, I didn't agree...... Oops! ”

Before Wen Xiong finished speaking, Xin Biantian flew up and kicked him in the ass impartially. The force of this kick was not small, and Wen Xiong flew straight to a foot away, and then he landed heavily.

"My mother, I'm afraid my ass is going to be four-petaled! Brother Tian, are you really kicking? Wen Xiong rubbed his ass and glared at Xin Biantian, tears about to fall.

"Wen Xiong, in front of his seniors, shouldn't he kick it?" Xin changed the weather and walked towards Wen Xiong again.

Wen Xiong hurriedly jumped up, clutching his ass as he stepped back. was about to beg Xin Biantian not to kick it anymore, Xin Biantian squeezed his eyebrows at him, and said in a lower voice, "You stupid, if I don't kick these three feet, the old man will kick it himself!" Do you think it's better for me to kick it, or for my seniors to kick it better? ”

Xin Changtian's words choked Wen Xiong immediately. Can Xin Biantian's foot strength be compared to the power that can control the dragon?

Wen Xiong was not stupid, he soon woke up, and he didn't run away, but simply pouted his buttocks.

Bang bang!

Two feet again, this time Wen Xiong couldn't hold back, tears and snot flew side by side, even if the ass was not split into four petals, it was enough for him to bear it for a while.

"Senior, are you satisfied with this?" Xin Biantian cautiously looked at the figure on the dragon head and asked.

"Giggle...... Satisfied, satisfied! Now it's out of my heart! ”

Just when Xin Changtian and Wen Xiong were nervous, a crisp and pleasant laughter suddenly came from the dragon's head. I don't know if it's because of the dragon from the side, this laughter sounds like a heavenly sound, not at all like an ordinary sound!

"Is it a woman?" Wen Xiong glanced back at Xin Biantian and blurted out involuntarily.

Xin Biantian hurriedly glared at him, and the reckless man spoke nonsense again.

"What's wrong with the woman? You seem to look down on women, huh? ”

When Wen Xiong was worried because he said that he was bald, the thing that worried him the most still happened, a cold voice came from the dragon's head. The voice was not loud, and it did not mean to scold, but it made Wen Xiong break out in a cold sweat.

"I don't think it's enough to kick you three times, you have to slap your mouth!"

"Palm!?"

When Wen Xiong heard this, his eyes rolled and he almost passed out on the spot. This butt has a lot of flesh and limited pain, but the palm and mouth are much more powerful. If he knocks out a few more teeth, how will he see people in the future?

When Wen Xiong was frightened, Xin Biantian's eyes turned to him. There was a bit of helplessness in his expression, as if to say, "You brought this on yourself, don't blame me!" ”

"Brother Tian, no...... Don't! Wen Xiong covered his mouth desperately, and the voice was almost crying.

"Senior, do you slap your mouth three times?" Xin Biantian asked as he rolled up his sleeves.

In doing so, he has two benefits. The first is to be proactive and dissipate the anger in the other party's heart. Second, to preemptively set the number of three slaps, which can also make Wen Xiong suffer a little less.

Xin Biantian thought it very well, but unfortunately, the 'senior' he met was not an ordinary person.

"How can you do it three times? At least thirty strokes! ”