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    In the deep mountain wilderness, a dilapidated mountain temple stands quietly.  The gray-black bricks and tiles are mottled and faded, and the vermilion roof tiles are leaking everywhere. There is only a big empty hole where the gate was originally placed.

    The wind and snow are like a knife, sweeping the world.  Huddled in the wind and snow, this small temple was particularly embarrassing.

    In the small temple, the thick musty smell is mixed with the thick dust, and there is also a weird smell that is faintly mixed, but it is covered by the invading wind and snow.

    An old statue of a god covered by thick dust was placed high behind the altar, its face turned gray and white due to peeling paint, its majestic eyes, which were artificially depicted, stared firmly at the front, facing the broken  at the gate.

    Wisps of faint purple mist rose up, gradually surrounding the entire temple, an illusory dimension suddenly appeared, and the eerie and strange ghost land overlapped with the human world at this moment.

    Accompanied by a bright sword light, the dark gate of the netherworld was suddenly cut open.

    The sword light remained undiminished, rushing out from the Nether Gate, the already dilapidated mountain temple collapsed under the brilliant sword light, and fell into the snowstorm.

    A white shadow rushed out of the Nether Gate with the sword light, and stood proudly in the wind and snow.

    Just after returning to the mortal world, a cursing voice came from Xiao Wan's ear.

    "Damn! Which bastard is it, who dares to disturb my sleep?!"

    A chunky old man in a colorful robe seemed to come out of the ground suddenly, frowning and yelling loudly, he swallowed a mouthful of wind and snow while speaking, which made him poo a few times in a row.

    After finally spitting out the snow in his mouth, the short and fat old man raised his head aggressively, and saw Xiao Wang rushing out from the gate of the nether world at a glance.

    He was dressed in white and blended with the wind and snow, but his eyes were colder than the wind and snow. When he heard the old man's words, he turned around, and his eyes that could hardly see the warmth fell on the other party.

    The old man subconsciously froze his body, and his intuition frenziedly warned him. He chewed and swallowed the words he wanted to continue.

    The muscles on his face trembled a few times, and there was an extremely flattering and eager smile on his face. His plump, ruddy and delicate face was full of attentive smiles.

    "My lord, for you to come here, the small temple is really full of splendor." Complimenting repeatedly, he raised his eyes and glanced at the small temple that had completely collapsed, and added embarrassingly, "My lord is so magnificent,  Honorable Tiancheng, this small temple of mine cannot afford your aura of great blessing and great luck"

    Xiao Wan raised his hand to interrupt his blunt flattery, and curiously looked at the short and fat old man in a flowered dress, with a short and fat body and an extremely smooth and delicate face, and asked casually: "Are you the mountain god in this temple?"

    The dumpy old man nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, the little god has been here for nearly a thousand years."

    Xiao Wang glanced unexpectedly at the short and fat old man in front of him, and then glanced at the dilapidated god statue that had collapsed in the wind and snow. Although the god statue was already mottled, he could still see the majestic demeanor when it was complete, which was different from the real person.  The image is very different.

    It can only be said that the people back then were too simple, and they infinitely beautified the image of the mountain god in their hearts.

    The short and fat old man seemed to have seen what Xiao Wang was thinking, so he could only smile awkwardly, but in fact he wasn't too embarrassed.

    After all, although his mountain temple used to be beautiful, it is now down and down, and it really can't bear any air of coldness.

    These days, being a fairy has to be thick-skinned.  If it wasn't due to geographical changes, the former fertile land had become a wilderness, and there were few people living nearby. He even wished to show his spirit every day, lower his figure to help those ordinary people, and only hoped that there would be more incense to worship.

    It's a pity that such a small wish can't be realized The short and fat old man couldn't help but sighed a long time in his heart.  It seems that being a fairy requires not only a thicker skin, but also a lot of luck.

    Xiao Wang is naturally too lazy to explore the mental journey of this desolate mountain god. He broke through the nether world all the way and entered the world. He seemed to be unrestrained and unrestrained, but he accidentally tricked himself¡ª¡ªnow he still doesn't know where this is!

    Therefore, Xiao Wang asked directly: "Where is this place? How far is it from the shore of the North Sea?"

    The old man hurriedly said: "It's not far, it's not far. My lord only needs to go another thousand and two hundred miles to the east."

    While speaking, he looked at Xiao Wang longingly, hoping that this mysterious big man would be more generous and slip some rewards from his fingers.

    Xiao Wan naturally understood his expression, but apart from the Netherworld Ring he had just acquired, he only had a spirit sword, which was extremely shabby.

    &nbsIn the sky above, there was indeed a turbulent spiritual vortex floating, the sea of ??clouds was churning, a white dragon was looming, the sword light was intertwined with blood energy, and the sea tide was fluctuating with the wind and waves, obviously a fierce battle was taking place.

    As soon as Xiao Wang arrived, he saw a white dragon rolling in the sea of ??clouds, surrounded by more than a dozen cultivators in the realm of transforming gods, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and all kinds of magic weapons were swaying all over the sky, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was shaking, and the waves roared  .

    Boom¡ª¡ª

    In the fierce fight, the white dragon gradually gained the upper hand, suddenly shook its head and tail, its huge body roared like a river, sweeping away those cultivators at once, and the sky suddenly seemed like dumplings, accompanied by spewing out from time to time  of blood and internal organs.

    Seeing that the monks who blocked him were seriously injured, Bailong raised his head high and let out a long roar, his huge longan eyes were full of pride and disdain.

    Thinking about him, the majestic Ninth Prince of the Dragon Palace, if it wasn't for the escaped fianc¨¦e, how could he condescend to come to the mortal world, let alone attack mortals out of boredom?

    These mortal monks are just trying to plot him with flesh and blood, and dare to slander him wantonly, comparing him to a demon dragon, which is really unbearable!

    If he hadn't been injured by the seal of crossing the two realms, would it be worth fighting with these little monks with a low style?  !

    He swayed his body easily, his contemptuous gaze swept around, and Sen Han's killing intent swept towards the frail monks on the ground, intending to kill them all here.

    It was only then that those monks realized that their plot against the Dragon Clan was completely out of the woods, and hurriedly begged for mercy loudly, confessing incessantly: "Mr. Dragon, please forgive me! I have offended Mr. Long, and I hope Mr. Long will spare my life for a while!"

    "Huh, despicable human race. Don't think that the prince will listen to your nonsense again!"

    A clear and pleasant young male voice sounded, and Bailong exhaled a breath of white air from his nasal cavity, his eyes were full of resentment.

    It turned out that he had already been deceived once by a despicable human monk when he first came to the mortal world, and now he will not be so easily fooled again!

    He pumped out the sea water all over the sky, turned it into countless extremely sharp water arrows, and shot at the seriously injured monks, the cold light was overwhelming.

    Those monks fled in all directions in a panic, with despair in their hearts.  Someone saw Xiao Wang who had just arrived here with a sharp eye, and quickly took advantage of the last breath to shout loudly: "Fellow Daoist, help! The demon dragon is rampant, and the world is bound to be in chaos!"

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