"Are you alright?"

Su Ningshuang's beautiful figure came one after another, swaying with a moving posture, which made people look at it, but no one dared to look at it at this time, and Su Ningshuang would only show such a charming attitude when facing the dragon dust.

On weekdays, Su Ningshuang's poisonous skills are superb, and even the powerhouses of the four-star Xuanwu Realm are not her opponents, and this kind of strength is already the second master after Dragon Dust in the Dragon Palace.

Zhao Wuji pursed his lips on the side, Hu Xiaotian glared at him, shouted, and said to the other members of the Dragon Palace, "Hurry up and search for the loot for me, what storage rings, defensive armor, swords and swords, as long as it is something valuable, don't leave it behind!"

After this period of cultivation, Hu Xiaotian also successfully broke through to the Qi Gathering Realm, and with his identity, he had his own aura, so when he opened his mouth, everyone responded one after another and ran towards those corpses.

"Robbers, you robbers!"

Seeing that the defensive inner armor he was wearing was stripped off, Zhan Thunder's angry face turned red.

"Smack!"

Zhao Wuji slapped him unceremoniously, and snorted coldly, "Robber, how can you not think that you are too much for your fucking torture of us?"

"Stay honest with me!"

Zhao Wuji also pulled off his belt, and kept snorting in his mouth, "Good thing, worthy of being the master of the Zhantian Sect." ”

At this time, the members of the Dragon Palace were full of smiles one by one, constantly shuttling through the crowd.

On which big chair, after the dragon dust refined a few soul condensation grasses again, he felt that his soul had returned to normal.

Taking a breath, opening his eyes, and seeing the beautiful figure standing ten years ago, Long Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "Fairy!"

When Su Ningshuang heard this, she stood in front of him with a blushing face, holding a long sword in both hands, glared at the dragon dust fiercely, and said, "You are the goblin!"

Glaring at Long Chen, he looked at the busy people of the Dragon Palace, and said, "The trial will end tomorrow, we have killed so many disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect and the Battle Heaven Sect, I am afraid that there will be big trouble if we go out this time!"

"Trouble?"

Long Chen smiled faintly, put away the big chair, put his hands behind his back, and said, "I think this is an opportunity!"

"What chance?"

Su Ningshuang's eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling that the dragon dust was talking in a fog, unclear or unclear.

"Don't leak it!"

Long Chen pretended to smile mysteriously, half-squinted his eyes and took a breath of the faint fragrance floating in the air, blinked his eyes, and said, "The taste of violet grass is really good!"

After saying that, the dragon dust walked towards the war thunder.

"Violet grass?"

Su Ningshuang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes were confused, and she muttered, suddenly her face turned red, and she glared at Long Chen's fiercely, thinking of what the violet grass in Long Chen's mouth meant.

Violet grass is a kind of spiritual grass with a fragrance, many girls like to use it, it is a morning spice, obviously the dragon dust smelled the fragrance just now, so there was the scene just now.

"Bastard!"

Su Ningshuang glared at the dragon dust fiercely.

"Palace Master, this is a thunderous thing!"

Seeing the dragon dust coming, Zao Wou-Ki took out a bunch of things and handed them to the dragon dust.

Looking at a pile of clothes and two socks, Long Chen was dumbfounded, "What are you doing with these?"

"These are all good goods!" Seeing the face of the dragon dust, Zao Wou-Ki did not shy away from taking a sock made of gold wire and said, "Palace Master, look at this sock, the whole body is wrapped with gold wire, and it is also engraved with runes, and it is comfortable to wear it, and it has the effect of relaxing muscles and invigorating blood......

"Get out!"

Dragon Dust directly took the storage ring and long knife in his hand, and kicked him out.

"Dragon Dust!"

Seeing that Long Chen put his storage ring and long knife into his storage ring, he trembled with thunder, raised his head and pointed at Long Chen, and roared, "Long Chen, you bastard!"

At this time, the battle thunder was clean and slippery, and his face was angry and blue, pointing at the dragon dust and scolding.

"Shut up Lao Tzu, you!"

Zao Wou-Ki sneered and slapped him in the face, snorting coldly, "You yourself can't protect yourself, and you dare to make a big fuss." ”

"Palace Master, what about that woman?"

At this time, Feng Shiyu ran over, holding a storage ring in her hand, with a happy smile on her little face.

She was referring to Xia Bingling, who had passed out in a coma.

"Although she is an enemy, but for your sake of her kindness, save her once, take her with you!"

After solving the matter on the Ink Wolf Peak, the people of the Dragon Palace stayed by the dragon dust and began to retreat, rushing towards the exit.

It's still a long way from the exit, and it would take more than half a day to get there at the speed of the crowd.

At this time in the Ghost Forest, the disciples of the Battle Heaven Sect and the Wind Thunder Sect were all extremely honest, no longer flying and domineering, and they saw that the disciples of the Xuantian Sect were all walking around.

Especially after Feng Qing and Zhan Potian heard about the achievements of Dragon Dust on the Ink Wolf Peak, both of them were so frightened that their souls were scared, and they couldn't stop worrying.

In a valley not far from the exit, there were people from two sects, and the figures at the mouth of the valley were all holding swords, their expressions were vigilant, and their eyes flickered.

In a tent in the middle of the valley, the atmosphere was a little solemn, Feng Qing and Zhan Potian were sitting on the big chairs, and the faces of the two of them were extremely bad.

"Bang!"

Feng Qing slapped the table fiercely, causing the tea to splash everywhere, and said with a hideous expression, "Damn Dragon Dust, dare to kill my eldest brother, and hundreds of elite disciples, it's really hateful." ”

"This time I go out, I must let him die without a place to be buried, and the Xuantian Sect, you and I join forces with the two sects to raze it. ”

Hearing this, Zhan Potian shook his head and said, "These are all afterwords, our first priority at the moment is to find a way to get out alive!"

"Don't underestimate the people of Xuantian Sect, with the degree to which the two of us offended the dragon dust, the dragon dust will never let us leave easily!"

Zhan Potian took a breath, his face extremely gloomy.

"Hehe, you're right, how could I let you two go?"

Just as the words of Zhan Potian fell, suddenly, a cold voice echoed in the tent.

Feng Qing and Zhan Potian's faces changed drastically, and they tore apart the tent and rushed out without hesitation, however, before they could leave, a terrifying palm fell down.

The energy on the palm of which hand was agitated, turning into a ten-meter-long qi and blood giant hand light and shadow, and the strange power of silence swirled on it, slamming on the tent.

Disheveled!

The tent turned into ashes in an instant, and at the same time, Feng Qing and Zhan Potian were directly shot and seriously injured, and under the power of silence, the two quickly lost their vitality and died completely, Xiaobai flashed over them, and came back with four eyeballs and two storage rings.