Everything happened so quickly, Zhang Ping was still savoring the poem in his mind, and the Black Dragon had already done everything.

A breeze appeared out of thin air, surrounding Zhang Ping's body; the 108,000 pores of the whole body opened, greedily absorbing the energy and spiritual energy in the void.

In just a blink of an eye, the exhausted true qi in the body will recover a fraction; in the blink of an eye, it will recover more than one-tenth of it.

However, Zhang Ping had no time to think more. The dragon beards on his waist began to tighten, and the black dragon roared repeatedly.

Zhang Ping's face turned red - it was affected by the rapid recovery of true qi, and it was even more because of the dragon beard.

The real fire of the sun appeared at the fingertips, and the talismans continued to burn.

The black dragon struggled to get up, as if he wanted to run away; but the pain caused by burning the talisman made it sway and dance.

The lake surface behind continued to break. The lake water suddenly separated, like a chain pulled apart, and a huge pressure came from the water surface.

Uncle Chu's true energy was stagnant and his magic failed, and he fell into the water with a gurgling sound.

On the quietly separated water surface, a small golden nanmu boat appeared slowly. Then a corner of the red paper umbrella appeared.

As the water splashed, a peerless figure floated out leisurely.

She held a red "paper umbrella", wore a plain white, blue and white long-sleeved cheongsam, and her long hair fluttered freely in the wind.

The calm but vast aura drifted away, and the frozen lake surface quickly turned into slightly wrinkled spring water.

A crystal-clear wave danced, quietly rolling up the poor Uncle Chu and sent it to the shore.

As the woman appeared, the black dragon trembled all over. It roared and roared, and the runes above its head began to tremble violently.

Just at this moment, Zhang Ping burned through the third last rune.

The black dragon roared to the sky, and the runes above his head exploded. A powerful force surged out, and Zhang Ping was directly blown away. Chu Yiyi was also attacked by the crazy aura.

But Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi flew through a perfect arc... and smashed into the mud ditch with a squeak.

The black dragon soared into the sky and was about to rush into the sky.

The woman who appeared under the lake was watching quietly. She had a faint smile on her lips, and her body showed tranquility and grace, like a bright red water lily.

Chu Yiyi got up from the mud again and saw Zhang Ping rumbling into the water, as if she was in a coma.

Chu Yiyi pulled Zhang Ping out and rubbed Zhang Ping's big face very hard... Cough cough, don't think so, it's just to wash off the soil on Zhang Ping's face to prevent inhalation.

"Ahem..." Zhang Ping came alive and lay on Chu Yiyi's thigh, rubbing her.

Chu Yiyi was stunned and pushed Zhang Ping out.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Seeing this, Chu Yiyi dragged Zhang Ping out again, and then... hesitated for a moment... and threw it away from afar.

The black dragon soared into the sky, but a stream of light appeared in the sky.

The black dragon that had just soared into the air was directly hit by the flowing light. The fierce impact made the void tremble.

The black dragon that flew into the air was smashed down and hit the ground.

"Boom..." The soil rolled and the trees were destroyed; Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi in the small river were covered with the splash of mud and water again.

Zhang Ping looked at the shore. As the soil was flying, Zhang Ping saw an infinitely domineering figure - the mecha!

It was a camouflaged "mech" with a height of more than ten meters. It was stepping on the black dragon's head. The black dragon's head was smashed into the ground, and only its tail was twitching slightly.

The black dragon, which is more than 30 meters long, has no ability to resist in front of this mecha of more than 10 meters high.

Zhang Ping's eyes shining. Mecha, the dream of countless boys; more importantly, the mechas of this era are of "magic weapon technology"!

Chu Yiyi sat in the mud, looking bored. The image of the little fairy was completely ruined.

At this time, Chu Yiyi finally saw the golden nanmu boat next to her and saw the woman holding a red Luo umbrella, who seemed to be a real fairy.

Look at yourself again... emmm... I'm going to die!

When Chu Yiyi was stunned, Zhang Ping saw: There were patterns on the surface of the "mech" and then a light flashed. The mecha suddenly disappeared, and a military uniformed man was suspended in the air. The two bars and four stars on his shoulders shone in the sun.

The boss reached out and a golden light flew out of his hand, wrapped it in the black dragon's seven-inch position twice, and tied a dead knot.

The black dragon did not fall into a coma, struggled wildly, and roared continuously. But the golden ropes kept tightening, and Zhang Ping even saw the dragon scales being broken and saw purple-red blood flowing out.

The black dragon rolled on the ground, and his tail whipped everything around him wildly.

The rocks shattered, the trees crumbled, the dam by the lake collapsed, and the ground rumbling. However, in just half a minute, the black dragon fell to the ground weakly, and a whine sounded in his mouth.

The soldier relaxed the rope a little, then looked at Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi who were crawling out of the ditch.

Chu Yiyi was eroded by the cold air, her face was still pale and weak; while Zhang Ping was shocked by the momentum of the black dragon, and she was also uncomfortable.

In general, Chu Yiyi is in better condition.

But the military uniformed man just glanced at Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi, then turned to look at the lake, his tone was full of vigilance and caution: "Hong Luo Tian Nu... Senior, this is not where you should come."

The red Luo umbrella rotates gently, revealing a pretty face with a phoenix-eyed look, one point enchanting, two points luxurious, and seven points elegant.

The beauty chuckled, but her words were domineering: "Huang Shaowu, don't be so ungrateful. If I hadn't taken action, would you still be in the mood to yell here?"

Huang Shaowu didn't speak.

The beauty raised her left hand lightly, "Get back my pet, the little guy has grown up and learned to be rebellious."

Huang Shaowu snorted: "The Black Dragon Clan has been looking for their prince for ten years. Senior is really brave."

"Oh, is that right? It doesn't speak human words, how do I know? I only know that what I discovered was a seriously injured little dragon, which saved its life."

Huang Shaowu:...

"Ho huh huh..." The black dragon roared on the ground. I wonder if Huang Shaowu was confident around him, he actually launched an attack on the "Hong Luo Tiannv":

A ball of cold air passed through the void and rushed towards the Hongluo Tiannu. The cold air flew over, and ice thorns several meters high appeared on the lake surface. Then the ice thorns flew up and fell on the Hongluo Tiannu together with the cold air.

The Hongluo Tiannv chuckled and gently rotated the paper umbrella. A faint breeze swept over and everything was calm. The ice thorns turned into crystal clear water balls, slowly falling and blending into the lake surface; the cold air turned into snowflakes, floating.

Everything is so dreamy and pure, like a fairy tale.

The Red Luo Tiannv snorted, "This is how the Black Dragon Clan repays his life-saving benefactor?"

The black dragon screamed. Unfortunately, no one at the scene knew what it was saying - why didn't you speak human words.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ping suddenly realized: It is really important to learn a foreign language.

Well, Zhang Ping probably understood that he might, maybe, might have encountered something interesting.

Just as he was thinking, the Red Luo Tiannu suddenly turned to look at Zhang Ping, and a smile bloomed. There seemed to be nothing else in the world. Zhang Ping was completely stunned. The so-called stunning country and stunning city were also eclipsed at this moment.

A faint voice floated in Zhang Ping's ears: "What's your name?"

Zhang Ping didn't want to speak, but blurted out uncontrollably: "Zhang Ping."

Huang Shaowu frowned, blocked Zhang Ping, and looked at the other party vigilantly: "Hong Luo Tian Nu 'Senior', you are a saint. You are also embarrassed to use spells to a child."

The girl of Hongluo chuckled: "Zhang Ping, the position of the Holy Son of Wusheng Sect has been hanging in the air for more than fifty years. How about you try it?"

"ah?"

"The Wusheng Church is even better than the top universities.

The Holy Son can also obtain all the resources and full cultivation of the Non-Birthology.

As long as you become a saint, you will stand at the top of the world!
Chapter completed!