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The cold wave is like iron, and it is forced on the river. Three thousand miles of red river waves seem to be suppressed.

On the north shore, above a natural stone pillar twenty feet high, four teenagers lay exhausted on the top of the uneven stone pillar, gasping desperately.

The stone pillars are as hard as iron, and there is not much leverage. The surface is slippery and abnormal. They climbed up and exhausted their physical strength.

South Bank, Baili Yulong City quietly lies on the shore, majestic and quiet.

The Red River is nine miles wide, and the undercurrent is turbulent. Unknown monsters wandering under the surface of the water.

Four teenagers, two men and two women, the thinnest one turned over and climbed up first, with his hands on the ground, his gaze looked towards the Dragon City on the south bank.

"Ye Ting, is this here?" Another young boy jumped up and was a little concerned that he didn't have the first physical recovery. His movements were a little big, and when he fell, he also held his hands, his muscles collapsed too tightly, causing pain.

"Yes, sacrifice to the dragon platform." The young boy named Ye Ting groped on the platform at the top of the stone pillar, and under his fingers, traces of light gleamed green, which were traces of magic.

Fengzhou only has magic gates, Dao and Sanskrit are extinct. Seeing Mowen lit up, the other two tired girls also barely sat up. The two girls are similar in appearance. They are still slender at the age of twelve or three. The body is a coat made of rough animal skins, tied around the waist with animal tendons, and hanging short, can't see the half-curvy posture.

Regardless of men and women, this is the dress of most people in Beihuang.

"Little leaf ..." The slightly taller girl looked nervously at Ye Ting's movements. The top of the stone pillar, the magic text lit up one after another. Ye Ting's face grew paler.

No mana is needed to wake up the dragon sacrifice platform, but the people in Beihuang have no inheritance at all, and they can't save much energy through persistence of exercise. Moreover, Ye Ting is only a 12-year-old boy.

"Xinjun, don't disturb the leaflet." Another girl's eyebrows also had a tense look, discouraging companions.

The girl named Xinjun bit her lip and said to the tall boy: "Wolf Creek, something should be taken out!"

"It's not time." The boy named Wolf Creek put his hand on a skin sac around his waist. The skin is rough, but the red thread is wound around and around. The red thread is crystal clear. Looking at it at a glance will make people breathe quickly and heartbeat faster, and they cannot hold themselves.

Ye Ting did not force it, but stopped and gasped in situ. Such a rest made the illuminated magic text slowly extinguish. He silently calculated in his heart that the time between his recovery of vitality and the time when the magical text was extinguished, he already had 80% certainty to wake up the dragon sacrifice platform.

For any monk monk, this is a simple thing. As long as there is a triple level of gas refining, it can be done easily. The only function of the magic script on the dragon sacrifice platform is to remind the demon dragon that a sacrifice is coming.

"One hour." When Ye Ting regained his vitality, he simply said four words.

Wolf Creek nodded without speaking. He could afford to wait for an hour. In order to worship under the gate of Yulong City, he followed his father to practice as a child.

No, that's not spiritual practice. For the monks, it's just a rough forging body, a 10,000-year forging body, and it can't be compared to the energy accumulated by the ten years of cult practice.

The northern wilderness is located at the northern end of the entire Fengzhou, north of the Red River, with few human races. Beihuang lacks vitality and is not suitable for any monks. However, every ten years, Yulong City will send monks to spend the Red River, go to Beihuang to find a suitable young man to practice, join Yulong City and become a disciple of the Demons.

Wolf Creek missed the selection of Yulong City. Wait another ten years? He was twenty-four years old, and Yulong City would not want anyone over sixteen to get started. After sixteen years of age, I will practice again, not to mention Tandan, and the construction of the twelfth heavy building will not be completed. No matter how high the talent is, if you miss the age of foundation, you will definitely be stuck in the realm of Liuzhong Building.

Whether it is a magic gate or a Taoist gate, the monks are divided into four realms, foundation, knotting, infant realm, and virtual realm.

Building the foundation realm, we must break through the twelfth heavy building, the so-called building foundation Shouyuan three hundred, it means that the monk who broke through the base six building. There is no monk who broke through the sixth floor, Shouyuan is only a hundred years old. Still just mortals.

There are only Buddhist doors.

Wolf Creek, Xinjun, Longyin and Ye Ting, Wolf Creek is the largest, happens to be 14 years old, Ye Ting is the youngest, and also 12 years old. In the next ten years, there is no hope to visit Yulong City. They did not understand why Yulong City had to go to Beihuang to choose disciples only once every ten years. They had no power to question, they had to figure out their own way.

Yulong City is not without giving opportunities. As long as you can cross the Red River and reach Yulong City, if you are not over 16 years old, Yulong City will recruit you as a disciple.

Wolf Creek patiently waited for Ye Ting to awaken all the Mowen. They were originally more than four people. These four people were the leader of the youngsters in the village. The rest of the teenagers died in the last action.

An enlisted guest who lived in the northern wilderness was ambushed by the youngsters, killed, and seized the blood of the enlisted guest. It is this blood ginseng that the teenagers can find the best sacrifice. If none of the blood ginseng can satisfy the magic dragon, Wolf Creek has no choice.

There are 100 households in the village, all the young people, only four of them are left. If they can't cross the Red River, they can't go back to the village, they can only wander in the northern wilderness. The four teenagers in the North Wilderness may not be able to live for three years.

Is such a gamble worth it? For Wolf Creek, it is not a problem. If you can form a pill, it is the elders of Yulong City, Jinyiyushi, Shouyuan 800.

The so-called mortal life is one hundred years old. That is the theoretical value. How many people on the wasteland can live fifty years old?

As for the infant realm, Shouyuan three thousand, Wolf Creek never thought about it. The master of Yulong City is also just a baby monk. His goal is simple, don't be a mortal. Since he was sensible, he has watched the warriors in the village die one by one in the wasteland, fighting against the wild beasts year after year. This is the only ending.

The only purpose of people living in the village is to eat one bite.

Ye Ting's sweat ran down his spine, and his arms were soaked. On the ground, I didn't know how many handprints were contaminated with his sweat. One hour, no more, no less, all the magic on the dragon sacrifice platform lit up.

The eyes of four young men and women looked at Yulong City across the bank.

Wow!

The sound was like a thunderbolt. I saw the central part of the Red River. There were unpredictable waves, the huge waves rushed to the sky, and then separated. Wolf Creek and others shuddered. In the huge waves, they saw a dragon head.

Young people have limited knowledge. I don't know that it was only Jiaolong, which gave birth to a pair of short horns. They are just fear, Jiaolong is still five miles away, and their noses are already filled with fishy smell.

Boom!

The dragon's body twisted at random, the monstrous giant wave had already pressed against the dragon sacrifice platform, with the impact of the water wave, the odor had been poured into the lungs, and Wolf Creek couldn't stand, and he knelt down directly.

The dragon head was high, and came to the dragon sacrifice platform, looking down on the four young men. Behind the dragon head, at the position where the dragon's spine started, a piece of iron rope penetrated the dragon scale and locked the dragon bone. The iron rope collapsed straight, the other end, through the vast water vapor, fixed on the wall of Yulong City.

Controlling the Dragon City really worthy of the name.

Ye Ting raised his head and looked directly at Jiao Long's eyes. He was very tired, covered in sweat. Facing Jiaolong, he did not know why he was not afraid. If it is not tired, he even wants to stand up and touch the dragon's nose.

Jiaolong's nose fluttered, and at this time, Wolf Creek ripped off the skin sac around his waist and put his hands on it.

"What is this?" Jiaolong said, as a demon, the dragon clan has no transverse bones and can speak out. The first time Wolf Creek and others heard alien speech, the first shock was quite strong.

"This is ... an offering to Lord Dragon God." Wolf Creek endured the space in his heart and replied tremblingly. The two girls are already bones and bones, where can they talk?

"Master Dragon God?" Jiao Long's eyes, there are sarcasm that young people can't understand. If he is a dragon god, how could he be locked by Yulong City.

The boys did not dare to speak, fearing that they might hit the dragon god. Ye Ting, even if there is no fear in his heart. At least he still needs to cross the Red River, all expecting this huge monster in front of him.

In Ye Ting's heart, Jiaolong is just a stronger monster.

"You want to cross the river?" There was a suction force in Jiaolong's mouth, and the skin sac of Wolf Creek flew directly into its mouth and disappeared.

"Exactly." Wolf Creek was accustomed to the dragon's coercion and answered quickly.

"Just this sacrifice?"

Jiaolong's answer made the hearts of the four people sink. Sure enough, the blood ginseng cannot satisfy the dragon god. But they also know that with their own strength, there is no good way to get a better sacrifice.

"What else do you want, let's get it!" Ye Ting rolled over and sat up, looking directly at Jiao Long's eyes.

Seemed to feel Ye Ting's disrespect, Jiao Long lowered his head, his nose was almost touching Ye Ting's face, and said, "I want your soul."

"No!" The two girls struggled to get up at this time, pulling Ye Ting's sleeve and pulling back. Jiaolong wants to eat Ye Ting, let them two forget the fear instantly.

"It doesn't matter." Jiaolong's head was raised again, pulling away from the teenagers. His eyes looked at Wolf Creek.

"Wait!" Shouted Wolf Creek.

"What are you doing!" The two girls looked angry at Wolf Creek. Everyone has been collecting near the village since they were seven or eight years old. UU reading www.uukanshu.com grabbed some insects, not to mention, this time in order to obtain blood ginseng, Ye Ting successively shot out and rescued them several times in that battle. life.

Wolf Creek ignored Xinjun, but looked at Ye Ting. Ye Ting's eyes still had no mood swings. He nodded slowly and said, "Wolf Creek has also saved me. It should be ... one more time. This is what I owe him."

"Ye Ting!" Long Yin's little hand grabbed his sleeve, and didn't know what to say.

Wolf Creek looked at the entanglement of the three people, and there was no guilt in his eyes. He said to Ye Ting: "This time I owe you."

"Wolf Creek, you are ungrateful!" Long Yin could not help but curse.

Wolf Creek said coldly: "If Lord Dragon God wants my soul, I am willing to replace Ye Ting. In order to come here, do you still remember how many people died! No one can't be sacrificed to practice!"

Xinjun and Longyin could not refute. In order to kill Caishen, all the friends were killed in battle, leaving only four of them. If you turn around and leave, it is sorry for all the companions who died before.

Ye Ting shook his sleeves, wiped a sweat on his face, and stood up. He was ready to die, neither fearless nor timid, nor feeling generous.

"Master Dragon God, otherwise, did you eat me?" Xinjun said, almost clenching her teeth, as she said, trembling.

Xinjun said this, and looked at Wolf Creek fiercely. She knew that Wolf Creek was right, but she liked Ye Ting since she was a child, and wanted to have a baby for him since she was ten years old. (The novel "Magic Door Authentic" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there is also a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click the "+" sign "add friend" on the upper right, and search the public No. "qdread" and pay attention, speed up!)