The Moyu Snow Dragon King, who was diving underwater, suddenly felt that he couldn't move his body, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't dive!

The fish hook in the belly seems to be fused with the Moyu Snow Dragon King, and the power of the action is the whole body, not the bit of flesh and blood that is hooked, otherwise it would have been broken free by the Moyu Snow Dragon King!

The Moyu Snow Dragon King has lived for an unknown amount of time, and he has already given birth to a simple spiritual wisdom, knowing that if he doesn't break this fishing line, he will have no chance to escape!

I rubbed the fishing line with my fangs, but it was useless, at first the line was too thin to bite at all, and even if I bitten it, I couldn't bite it at all!

In particular, a huge force came, slowly rising to the surface with itself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If the mixed qi and blood of the Moyu Snow Dragon King were not sealed by the fishhook, the huge size of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, coupled with the strength of his body, would not have been lifted by the north wind at all!

But if there are no ifs, the current strength of the Moyu Snow Dragon King alone is not enough to compete with the north wind!

"Whoa!"

The huge body surfaced little by little, and countless cold pools of water slid down the body of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, splashing everywhere.

The temperature in the underground cave instantly dropped again, and Peng Peng couldn't help but shiver and stretched out his head to take a look.

"Oh my God! What kind of trick is this?"

Peng Peng's face was full of shock, watching the huge body of the Moyu Snow Dragon King rise into the air little by little, twisting his body in the air, but he couldn't help the filament that looked like it would break at any time.

A wide black light hole emerged from the top of the cave, devouring the body of the Ink Jade Snow Dragon King bit by bit.

"Roar! Stay for me!" A loud roar came, Peng Peng was stunned without snorting, this voice seemed to contain unique pronunciation skills, pervasive!

As soon as the voice sounded, a little old man who seemed to be shrouded in flames arrived in the cave, looking at the Moyu Snow Dragon King who only had most of his head exposed outside the black light cave, the little old man's mixed muscles bulged, and a huge momentum rose in the body of this short old man!

The rickety old man was tall inch by inch, his wrinkled skin stretched out, and his boring hair instantly became as black as ink, and he soon changed from a little old man to a middle-aged man whose eyes were full of vicissitudes and looked only about thirty years old!

"Sky Hammer!"

The vertebrae behind Yan Zhan are like a big dragon, bulging high, as if they are about to break out!

A fiery red hammer-shaped phantom of about twenty meters shrouded the sledgehammer in Yan Zhan's hand, and with a terrifying pressure, it smashed towards the exposed head of the Moyu Snow Dragon King!

This is the pinnacle of the Yan War! I have been preparing for this Yan War for 30 years!

This sledgehammer is the pinnacle blow of the unity of the spirit and spirit of Yan Zhan, representing the will of Yan Zhan to conquer everything, even if it is a smaller mountain in front of it, it will be destroyed in an instant!

"Bang!"

The Moyu Snow Dragon King, who couldn't move, could only watch as this sledgehammer smashed down, and in an instant, the head of the Moyu Snow Dragon King collapsed by a third!

The blood in his mouth flowed down in a big gulp, staining the cold pool red!

Countless cold ice and snow dragonfish frantically poured out, gulping down the blood in the cold pool.

Without waiting for Yan Zhan to react, the head of the Moyu Snow Dragon King disappeared in an instant, and then the light hole closed.

"Lu Tong, the Moyu Snow Dragon King is dead, you can rest in peace!"

Yan Zhan muttered to himself, he had no doubt about the life and death of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, his hammer just now was not just as simple as smashing one-third of the head of the Moyu Snow Dragon King!

It has injected more than one-third of his own flame attribute internal force, which will definitely burn the brain of the Moyu Snow Dragon King into a pile of paste!

Yan Zhan was a pity that he didn't personally cut off the head of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes for this man who had always bled without tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!

Yan Zhan's mixed breath calmed down, and he returned to the appearance of a harmless little old man, looking at Peng Peng, who was lying on the ground, wrapped in the blood of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, and thought for a moment and disappeared with him.

Beifeng's whole person was in a state of excitement, and he was working hard to collect the fishing line, and the front end of the white jade rod had already pulled out a huge arc, so that Beifeng couldn't help but lift his heart, for fear that it would break in the next second.

Slowly, a tail appeared in the ancient well, and the ancient well exuded a purple gas, which looked very extraordinary.

A strange fish that looked to be no more than two meters long was pulled by the north wind to the edge of the ancient well, and did not dare to bring it up now.

"Hmm, what's going on? Why did this strange fish collapse so big on its head?"

Beifeng looked at this strange fish carefully, it looked very beautiful, with scales like black jade, and a vigorous body, of course, if it was smaller, it was estimated that it would be able to sweep the entire ornamental fish world.

Beifeng's line of sight is only centered on the fishhook, with a distance of five meters, so that when the fishhook is swallowed by the Moyu Snow Dragon King, Beifeng can't sense what is happening behind.

But Beifeng remembered that this large area of wound was not even there when the Moyu Snow Dragon King swallowed the fishhook, and Beifeng restored the approximate ratio, this wound was absolutely terrifying!

"No matter who did it, thank you a lot, and save yourself a lot of effort. ”

Beifeng silently thought that he still had some headaches about how to deal with this big guy, but he didn't expect this trouble to be solved inadvertently.

But the north wind still remembers the last time the mutated giant salamander happened, and looked at the fish to hang up, but what if it wasn't dead yet?

It just so happens that the size of this fish is estimated to be not small, and I am worried that there is no place to put it, and now staying in this strange ancient well also saves me a headache.

"Since it's a fish, you can't leave the water for a long time, right? Leave it for two days, and even if it's not dead now, it should hang up in two days." ”

This is the main reason, so as not to have any moths when the time comes.

"But why didn't the system's prompt sound come this time? Could it be that the wellhead was not raised, and this strange fish did not show its body?"

After thinking about it, it seems that only this one reason makes sense, but there are a few times when the system voice has already sounded when it is still in the well.

I didn't understand the north wind and didn't think about it, so I picked up the two bluestone slabs on the side, sealed the wellhead, and exposed the white jade fishing rod.

Fortunately, in the mysterious well, the weight of the Moyu Snow Dragon King is almost negligible, otherwise there is really no way to support the original terrifying weight of the Moyu Snow Dragon King.

Early the next morning, the north wind, who was accustomed to waiting for breakfast, got up early for the first time, came to the courtyard to put the big ding with water, lit the firewood, and began to cook breakfast.

In the raging fire, the Great Ding is extraordinary, but it is a pity that the North Wind does not know any alchemy techniques, and can only use this primitive method to boil out the medicinal power in the Great Ding, which has to be said to be a violent act of heavenly things. (To be continued.) )