The dragon of time


    Who is it? Cong Xiaofei was surprised. His lost mind seemed to be pulled back a little, but his body was still bursting with emotional power.


    "Sanskrit inscription, reincarnation of all things, retrogression!" Once again, the sound rang through the black dragon''s cave.


    And Cong Xiaofei after hearing this sentence, all the emotional force like ebb tide general, slowly suppressed, finally took over his body.


    Cong Xiaofei fixed his figure. He couldn''t help seeing the black dragon in front of him with a look of panic. He thought to himself, who is it? How can you have such a powerful ability? Since it can suppress my ability, its cultivation may be better than the black dragon!


    Just think, just feel in front of the space suddenly slowly show a huge golden figure, shadow gradually become clear, dazzling golden light is also increasing.


    After half a sound, Cong Xiaofei finally saw clearly! His grandmother''s! Another ancient dragon!


    Now in front of Cong Xiaofei''s eyes is a huge dragon head,


    The appearance is no different from that of the black dragon, but the whole body of the dragon is golden. What''s more important is the terrorist power in its body.


    "Master... Who are you?" Cong Xiaofei asked.


    But the Golden Dragon didn''t answer Cong Xiaofei''s question. Instead, he turned to the black dragon and said, "Xuanwei, you have been here for so many years, don''t you know how to repent? Although it is God''s will that you are released this time, I think you still don''t know how to repent and should be imprisoned for another 10000 years! "


    It turns out that this black dragon has a name. It''s called Xuanwei! The relationship between the two dragons should be closer. It seems that Xuanwei has done something wrong and is locked up here. Cong Xiaofei guesses.


    Xuanwei finally lowered his proud dragon head and saw that the golden dragon was really withered. He whispered: "elder martial sister YeMeng, I know I''m wrong. I''m not playing with human beings..."


    "Hum!" YeMeng snorted coldly. Then he turned his head and faced Cong Xiaofei, "the story teller, I hope you''ll forgive me for my ignorant younger martial brother, can you?"


    Cong Xiaofei smiles. It seems that the golden dragon is reasonable. "Master YeMeng, I don''t care about your relationship with the black dragon, don''t you


    He has killed many of my martial brothers. How do you account for that? "


    YeMeng thought that although you''re a storyteller, you''re not so arrogant. I''m the best one in the dragon family, so I bargain with you.


    With a flash of gold, the dream turned into a human.


    Compared with human beings, YeMeng is a little taller, slim, with a sharp chin and fair skin. She is wearing golden armor. What is particularly striking is that on her right cheek, there is a small golden face, which is a golden dragon mark.


    Around the body of jemon, there is a round golden ring on which runes are surging.


    Even though the figure of YeMeng is protruding forward and backward, it makes Cong Xiaofei have no evil thoughts. It seems that there is a kind of sacred power spreading out, which is no less than that of cangxuan Baize.


    "Cong Xiaofei, Daoyou. My younger martial brother Xuanwei has a perverse personality. It''s my dragon people''s bad discipline. As for the casualties mentioned by Daoyou just now, my dragon people must be responsible."


    Seeing that YeMeng did not put on airs at all, and that he was a beautiful woman, Cong Xiaofei also became polite, "I don''t know how the elder


    ”"Oh, there''s no need to worry about this. All those who died or died will come back to life later." YeMeng smiles faintly.


    resurrection! How can it be, and it''s so easy to say, do you think it''s family? Those friars have really died!


    However, before Cong Xiaofei could figure it out, with a wave of her right hand, she didn''t know what Dharma she was reading. Not only the dead monks were breathing, but also the damaged Black Dragon Nest was being repaired!


    This is... What ability! It''s so tough! Even the dead friars can be resurrected.


    "Master! It''s the power of time! That little girl just now, she used time to return Cried the imp suddenly.


    Oh, my God, there''s such a bad magic! Cong Xiaofei didn''t seem to believe his eyes at this time. It seems that the world is so big, there are people outside the world, and there is a day outside the world. Our immortals seem to be more noble and distinguished than ordinary people, but in the eyes of some creatures, they are also like ants!


    It seems that I have to work hard!


    In fact, YeMeng used the technique of time reversal, but not on a large scale. He aimed at the dead monks and restored them


    To the moment of death.


    When the monks woke up, they were so weak that they sat up without any words.


    "Cong Xiaofei is obedient to the master''s superb magic skill!"


    YeMeng''s face is still a faint smile, she waved her hand, "OK, Cong Xiaofei, now you put away all the monks, I want to do something."


    Cong Xiaofei believed that YeMeng didn''t have a bad heart. He moved in his heart and didn''t ask. He released all the monks who were hiding in the scabbard.


    Those friars who came out of the scabbard of Cong Xiaofei''s sword were staring big eyes, and black dragon stayed aside honestly. Opposite Cong Xiaofei, there stood a tall beauty.


    What''s going on?


    Cong Xiaofei was puzzled and said to YeMeng, "what are you going to do, master?"


    "Don''t worry, I just want them to forget what happened now. I want so many people to know that it''s not a good thing for you, me and Xuanwei."


    "I''m very thoughtful." Cong Xiaofei rushed back.


    YeMeng used the spell of time reflow again. Poor monks, they forgot what happened now and just now before they knew the situation.


    After the return of time, all the monks fell asleep on the ground.


    "Cong Xiaofei, we''re leaving. We''re looking forward to seeing you next time!" YeMeng said as he took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve.


    "What is it? Did my predecessors reward me? "


    YeMeng smiles. Her body has become a shadow.


    In the end, only one sentence was left: "if you think that''s my reward, that''s it. All the monks on the scene have been attacked by Xuanwei''s Dragon skill. The group is weak. This elixir will help you recover your accomplishments quickly. "


    Cong Xiaofei sighed in his heart: this dream comes fast and goes fast, so he takes the black dragon away!?


    After looking at the medicine bottle in my hand, I poured out one pill. It was a transparent pill, but it smelled a little. Ya, do good pills stink?


    I''ll try the effect of this pill!


    Cong Xiaofei took one of the sleeping monks and took the pills


    Take it.


    The friar who took the elixir soon woke up. Cong Xiaofei was not afraid that his recovery would be bad for him. He believed that his life power could completely suppress the friars of jiedan period, not to mention these players!