After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 112 Green Dragon
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The air in the entire cave seemed to vibrate violently at this moment.

At this moment, a green light suddenly rushed out from the dark space not far away.

The light and shadow were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they rushed to the top of the stone bead, revealing a green dragon-shaped shadow that was only half a meter long.

The next moment, the green dragon phantom opened its mouth and bit down, intending to swallow the stone bead spinning in the air into its stomach.

However, the Azure Dragon's phantom opened and closed its mouth, but the stone bead that was originally at its mouth suddenly disappeared in an instant.

The Azure Dragon phantom just bit a mouthful of air.

At the same time, Li Musheng turned his palm and looked at the stone beads that were taken from the air.

Soon, a strange look appeared on his face. He actually felt a strange power similar to the blood of a Qilin on the gray stone bead in front of him.

This does not mean that the two belong to exactly the same kind of power, but that they both have their own unique mysterious aura, which is completely different from the martial arts qi obtained by martial artists through breathing exercises.

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in Li Musheng's eyes.

Since the Qilin blood has an improving effect on him, the stone beads in front of him must be the same.

Thinking of this, he decided to give it a try by absorbing the strange power contained in the stone bead.

However, at this moment, a heavy gasp suddenly came from the dark space ahead.

The green dragon shadow that did not eat the stone bead circled in the air, slowly opened its pair of dragon eyes shining with green light, and looked in the direction of Li Musheng.

At the same time, the whispers that had been lingering in the air suddenly became clearer, and two words could be clearly heard:
"Dragon Ball!"

Li Musheng raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes fell on the stone beads in his hand.

Then, he raised his head again and looked at a white-haired old man who appeared almost instantly in front of him, narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Old man, this thing in my hand is called a dragon ball?"

The white-haired old man was wearing tattered clothes and had messy hair that covered most of his face. One could only vaguely see an old face as pale as a corpse.

In response to Li Musheng's question, he simply stood on the water as if walking on flat ground, lowered his head, and uttered a very obscure sound intermittently:

"This isn't something you can take..."

As he spoke, he slowly lifted his sleeve, revealing a pale arm that looked like a withered stem and rotten bone. He suddenly raised his tone and said:

"Give...it...back to me!"

Hearing this, Li Musheng took a look at the old man in front of him, tossed the stone bead in his hand, laughed, and said:
"Don't accuse me of bullying an old man. Answer me a question first, and then I'll consider whether to give this thing to you."

Then, without waiting for the other party to agree, he asked directly:

"I just encountered a bunch of zombies. You'd better confess now. Is this the work of you, Old Deng?"

After these words were spoken, the old man standing quietly on the water did not speak.

His pale eyes moved slowly, and it seemed that his thinking was very slow, and he was slowly thinking about Li Musheng's question.

Seeing this, Li Musheng frowned, becoming a little impatient, and immediately sneered:
"If you keep pretending, I guess it's you, old man, who's not going to run away."

After saying that, he was about to raise his hand to slap the other party, but at this moment, another figure appeared in the dark space in front of him in an instant and stopped in the air not far from the white-haired old man.

"If I were you, I would never attack him without caring about my life."

A middle-aged man in a long, cyan robe stood in mid-air and spoke to Li Musheng. He was reserved, and a scar on his weathered face stretched from his eyebrow to his jaw, making him look quite ferocious.

He had a long sword wrapped in gray cloth slung over his back. His eyes were different from his reserved temperament. They were as sharp as an eagle, with the edge of a sword drawn from its sheath faintly visible as he stared at Li Musheng and the stone beads in his hand.

Li Musheng glanced at the other party, but did not lower his raised hand. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked:

"It's quite lively here, but who are you? Do you also want to snatch this dragon ball from me?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked away from the stone bead and looked at the white-haired old man not far away. He shook his head slightly and said:

"You don't need to know who I am."

"All you need to know is that as long as he's here, no one can take the Dragon Ball away from the Dragon Locking River. I've also long since given up on this item."

Li Musheng narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy is quite good at pretending.

However, he saw that the middle-aged man did not seem to be lying, so he nodded slightly and said:

"It's a good thing for you to have no ideas..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly changed the subject and asked uncertainly:

"Those corpses I just encountered weren't caused by you, right?"

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Li Musheng, then slowly shook his head and said:

"Those corpses have nothing to do with me. They are all the work of Old Man Qinglong. He not only practices the supreme divine skill 'Qinglong Cangming Sutra', but also masters the mysterious method of controlling corpses. He has the power to control an army of corpses."

Hearing this, Li Musheng's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to the other party's introduction to the old man in front of him. Instead, he nodded slightly and said:

"As long as it wasn't you, that means I didn't pick the wrong person. Old Deng deserves a beating."

After saying that, he raised his hand and suddenly dropped it, slapping the old man Qinglong in front of him who was still moving his eyes.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face changed and he hurriedly wanted to stop it.

However, before he could make a move, the old man Qinglong who was standing on the water was suddenly blown away by an invisible force of true energy like a discarded rag sack.

The whole person turned into a shadow and fell into the dark space where the other party came from before, and disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

"Ok?"

Bu Chengyang was stunned and frowned.

He looked at the dark space in front of him, then turned to look at Li Musheng, seeming a little unbelievable.

Logically speaking, it should be Li Musheng who flew out, but this time it was Old Man Qinglong who took over.

However, before he had time to think about it, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the dark space in front of him.

At the same time, the entire surrounding cave was shaking, and the buzzing and whispering sounds in the air suddenly became rapid.

The sound was terrifying and grew louder and louder, as if a group of ferocious beasts were growling in anger.

The shadow of the green dragon floating in the air also began to gradually reveal its claws and fangs. Its body, which was originally only half a foot long, swelled up in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became more than ten feet long.

Then, a huge green dragon phantom appeared with its fangs and claws bared, swooping down towards Li Musheng below.

(End of this chapter)