This is a city, very old, not tall.

People coming and going in the city wear ancient clothes, similar to the clothes of the Tang Dynasty.

The weather on this day was not very good. The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing recklessly. The people in the city were in a hurry, and many people looked frightened.

On the city wall, there are a group of soldiers with bows and crossbows, knives and halberds. They are in full battle, as if some war is coming.

There was a general standing on the wall. Beside him were two Taoist people dressed slightly strangely, a middle-aged man and a boy of fifteen or sixteen.

The middle-aged man has a long beard and holds a two meter long heavy stick. The stick is made of unknown metal with mysterious lines. At the top of the stick, this is a fiery red jade wrapped by the stick, leaving only a small part exposed.

Suddenly, the dark clouds above the city surged rapidly, the wind roared, and the river in the moat rolled violently, like boiling water.

"Ready!"

The general shouted, and the soldiers with bows and crossbows pointed their arrows at the moat below, and the soldiers with knives and halberds were ready.

Suddenly, a ferocious head with a long beard swung out of the moat below. A pair of fierce eyes stared at the city and roared like thunder.

"Shoot, shoot!" The general shouted urgently. The soldiers were already flustered when they saw the black dragon. After hearing the order, they quickly loosened the bowstring in their hands.

One arrow shot at the black dragon underwater. The black dragon roared and spit out a violent and hot dragon breath, burning all the arrows to ashes.

At this time, the black dragon was floating on the water.

Seeing this, the young man was shocked and said in silence, "master, it's a dragon, but he carries his back and his wings. The wind, rain and thunder move with him. This is Ying long."

"Hum!" The middle-aged man disdained, "it's just a demon dragon with a trace of dragon blood. Although the wind, rain and thunder move for it, they are not driven by it. On the contrary, what it is good at is the flame dragon breath from nowhere, which is not enough to fear."

"Let's see how to subdue the demon dragon and forge a supreme magic weapon for you."

"Thank you, master."

The young man thanked and saw that the master had leaped out of the women's wall and went straight to the demon dragon.

The demon dragon's eyes flashed a trace of evil color, and his mouth was spewed out by a dragon breath. The hot dragon breath met the middle-aged man and swallowed him in an instant.

The middle-aged man held a long stick, beat it down, and shouted, "a!"

The jade on the long staff flashed a light as the armour word was exported. Then, in an instant, the middle-aged man was covered with a layer of heavy armor, as dignified as the God of heaven.

The long staff breaks the dragon breath, which is as powerful as bamboo. One blow divides the dragon breath into two, and then a staff hits the demon dragon's head heavily.

With a bang, the scales on the demon dragon's head broke and the dragon blood was leached out of the body.

The demon dragon howled and fell into the water.

The middle-aged man was unwilling to let go. He grabbed the Dragon horn of the demon dragon with one hand, stepped on the water with his feet without sinking. He shouted loudly, and the muscles on his hands worked hard. He swung the huge demon dragon and threw it ashore.

The demon dragon hit the spacious land outside the city heavily, followed by the middle-aged man. When it landed, another stick hit its head.

"Roar!" The demon dragon uttered a scream, the dragon's head swung, and the dragon's claws roared and grabbed the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man held a long stick to fight against it, and did not lose the power at all.

The demon dragon roared, the dragon's head, claws and tail came out together, and various means continued. The dragon breath also took the opportunity to spray, but at most it could only embarrass the middle-aged man. In the end, the middle-aged man caught a flaw and hit his head again.

The scales on the demon dragon's head were completely broken and bloody. Although the demon dragon was not dead, it was also hit and dizzy.

"Array!" The middle-aged man put the top of the long stick against the wound on the demon faucet and shouted, and a mysterious array pattern spread out at its wound.

Aware of the crisis, the demon dragon shook his head violently, but the middle-aged man was like a maggot of tarsal bone and didn't move at all.

"Jade!"

The middle-aged man drank again. Hearing this, the young people watching the war on the wall jumped down without saying a word. They came to the middle-aged man, took out a small bag, took out six white jades like round beads and threw them at the array pattern hooked by the middle-aged man.

Six white jades fell on the six corners of the array pattern and quickly combined with the array pattern. The array pattern became brighter.

"Roar!" The demon dragon shook its tail to attack the middle-aged man, regardless of whether it would hit its own head, but when its tail fell, a semicircle shield on the middle-aged head opened and combined with the array pattern below to prevent the middle-aged man from being hurt.

The demon dragon's attack was fruitless, howled unceasingly, and his strength gradually weakened. Finally, he sent out bursts of screams with the intention of begging for mercy.

"How can you spare you if you are a disaster and disturb countless people?" The middle-aged man drank and the array pattern below shook.

After that, only the dragon's blood was absorbed by the stripes, and finally became a dragon blood with the size of a basketball. Its color is like a gem, and it smells of fragrance, which is the most essential dragon blood of this dragon.

Finally, in addition to the dragon blood, a white dragon shaped virtual shadow was also pulled out by the middle-aged people and integrated into the dragon blood. The dragon blood changed and finally turned into a small demon dragon.

"Bring it!"

The boy took out a dragon made of unknown metal and threw it. The middle-aged man took it and put it into the trumpet demon dragon composed of dragon whiskers.

Slowly, the trumpet demon dragon is integrated into the metal dragon. The metal dragon looks lifelike, as if it is really a living dragon, and all parts are still close to the previous demon dragon image.

The demon dragon was shriveled at this time, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

The middle-aged man jumped down with the metal dragon and came to the boy. He pressed the metal dragon on his belt. The metal dragon slowly integrated into the belt and finally integrated with the belt.

"Thank you, master!" The boy stroked the metal dragon and was overjoyed. He knelt down on his knees and knocked his head heavily.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and nodded, his face was slightly pale, and obviously consumed a lot, "this is your magic weapon. You are the best fit with dragon magic. It has no consciousness and will be driven by you in the future.

Remember, people of our generation do what they do by cutting off demons and demons, punishing evil and promoting good. Don't live up to this power in the future. "

"Yes, master, I remember." Sun long nodded.

The middle-aged man picked him up, put away the body of the demon dragon in a bag, and took him away.

As soon as the picture turned, it seemed that a long time had passed. At this time, the young man had become a young man. He drove the evil dragon to be the disaster, and then went to subdue the demon and get a lot of reward.

This kind of picture is very few, almost all in a flash.

The last picture is a lively modern scene. People are celebrating. The demon dragon appears as a dragon dance and fights with a handsome blonde boy.