"You've experienced the transformation and weakness of Dragon Transformation, how do you feel?" Seeing that Long Fei had stopped cultivating, the Golden Dragon Yuan God asked.

"It's very strong, although it will be weak after transformation, but when you transform, that sense of power is really strong. Long Fei reminisced about the process of transformation, and he couldn't get enough of it.

"Getting stronger is one thing, but body and attack techniques are also very important, you can try "Dragon Xiang Technique" and "Dragon Claw Hand". Jin Long Yuan Shen said earnestly.

Long Fei listened attentively: "Dragon Xiang Technique" is a teleportation technique, which can move in space in a short distance, and it is very practical to attack and dodge the enemy;

"The dragon clan pays attention to the cultivation of strength and defense, and the rest of the spells are only auxiliary, as long as the strength and defense are enhanced to the extreme, you can achieve ten meetings with one strength. "When Long Fei was practicing, the Golden Dragon Yuan Shen was on the side from time to time to give guidance.

While practicing the "Dragon Xiang Technique", Long Fei kept moving and dodging in the air, and at the same time, between advancing and retreating, he borrowed the gap to practice the "Dragon Claw Hand", and the shot was a few claws, and one after another the claw shadows tore through the void, causing waves of fluctuations in the space.

"You are indeed a genius, this set of dragon claw hands has a total of eighteen forms, and multiple combinations have been born in your hands. Others see you as the Jindan period, but they don't know that even the ordinary Yuan Infant stage will not be your opponent, I finally didn't see the wrong person. "Seeing that Long Fei had perfected the "Dragon Claw Hand" in a short period of time, the Golden Dragon Yuan God had perfected the "Dragon Claw Hand", and had evolved many changes, and he couldn't help but comfort Lao Huai.

Thanks to the guidance of Xie Jinlong's predecessors, Long Fei is toothless and unforgettable. Long Fei stopped his move and said respectfully.

"Now that you have the ability to protect yourself, I can rest assured, my Yuan Shen can still exist for a while, and I will parasitize on you during this time, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time. The voice of the Golden Dragon Yuan Shen gradually became smaller.

Long Fei glanced at the golden dragon tattoo on his right arm, the color seemed slightly lighter than before, once the golden dragon tattoo became transparent and disappeared, that was the moment when the golden dragon primordial spirit dissipated.

Although Long Fei had not been with the Golden Dragon Yuan God for a long time, he had received a lot of favors from him, which reminded him of the scene when he met Han Feng in the dungeon of the Flame Sect. Now that he and Han Feng have been separated from heaven and man, and the golden dragon primordial god has been separated from each other, the time is numbered, and when he thinks of this, Long Fei can't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

After stopping from the state of practice, Long Fei walked to the lake, wanting to freshen up, but was startled by the reflection of himself in the lake.

At this time, Long Fei's clothes were broken and ragged, his hair was scattered, and the blood forced out when he opened the meridian points had already coagulated, and the whole person was stinky, dirty and messy, like a beggar, this was probably the most sloppy appearance since Long Fei was born.

Long Fei laughed at himself, walked into the water to wash off the dirt on his body, did not change his clothes, and had to still wear strips of rags, so he still had something to hide.

When he took out the flying sea ship and took off, Long Fei couldn't help but let out a long roar, startling the beasts in the forest to flee in all directions.

Long Fei was no longer afraid of being discovered by the old man of the fire at this time, on the contrary, he hoped that the old man of the fire would appear in front of him, so that he could try how strong his current cultivation was.

The old man of Agni has been gone for many days, so naturally he did not appear, but he attracted a monk.

"Amitabha, donor, were you yelling over there just now?" The monk flew up from the forest, his body hanging in the air, blocking Long Fei's way.

"It's me, what advice does the master have?" Long Fei asked, not knowing why.

"It's good for the donor to admit it, Xiao Wei just set a trap in the forest, trying to catch a three-legged grass, and seeing that the three-legged grass was about to be captured, but was scared away by the donor, you have to compensate me. The monk said solemnly.

Long Fei saw that the monk was slightly older than himself, and it looked a little funny to call himself a little little strange, and the way he was talking nonsense there was even more unbearable.

"The master's words are wrong, there is an ancient saying, those who don't know are not guilty, and it is not yet known whether the three-legged grass that the master said is really something, I also suspect that the master is malicious in blocking the way down, and he still has to rob it?"

If it weren't for the donor, the three-legged grass would not have sensed the danger, and would not have been frightened and fled. "The monk was very stubborn.

"No, no, robbery is robbery, compensation is compensation, does the master want to rob or compensate?" When Long Fei was in the palace, he often argued with the palace scholars, and at this time he argued with the monks, and he did not fall behind at all.

"This ...... The monks were merciful, and Xiao Gao naturally would not rob the donor, but if the donor refused to compensate, then Xiao Gao had no choice but to take action. The monk stretched out his hand, and a tin bowl flew out of the forest below and landed on his hand.

"Okay, I'm just thinking about having a fight with someone, so let's do it. "Long Fei collected the spaceship, just like the monk, suspended in the air.

The monk didn't expect Long Fei to be so decisive, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then threw out the tin bowl in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and the tin bowl became bigger in the wind, like a hill, covering Long Fei.

Long Fei smiled slightly, used the Dragon Xiang Technique, and after a few moves, he teleported in front of the monk, and a dragon claw hand volleyed out, and several claw shadows roared towards the monk.

The monk saw that Long Fei arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but be surprised, in the face of the claw shadow attack, he hurriedly folded his hands and crossed them, and the tin bowl that originally flew out appeared in front of the monk out of thin air, blocking Long Fei's dragon claw hand.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" several crisp sounds, the claw shadow left a few shallow white shadows on the tin bowl, the monk looked at it, and suddenly felt distressed, Long Fei was about to strike again, but the monk raised his hand to ask for peace.

"Don't fight, don't fight, the donor is so cultivated, he must not be a despicable villain who dares not admit it, and Xiao Wei doesn't want to compensate. Although the monk admitted defeat in his mouth, he insinuated in his words, secretly scolding Long Fei for being a villain.

The monk's meaning, Long Fei naturally heard it, but he hadn't enjoyed it yet, so how could he stop when the monk said stop.

Long Fei ignored the monk's words, and the eighteen-style dragon claw hand was used in a chain from beginning to end, and there was a "jingle bell", and the monk's tin bowl was already full of claw marks.

The monk hid behind the tin bowl, regretting in his heart, how could he meet such a madman, and he couldn't beat him.

Long Fei didn't care about the monk, he grabbed the tin bowl violently, practicing by himself and fighting with others are completely different things, although the monk didn't dare to fight back, but after hitting the real thing, it also gave Long Fei a deeper understanding of the attack power of the dragon claw hand.

"Donor, it's Xiao Ke's mistake, you shouldn't be angry with the donor, please stop the donor, Xiao Ke is willing to compensate. The monk felt sorry for his tin bowl magic weapon and begged for mercy.

"How does the master want to compensate?" Long Fei stopped, feeling amused in his heart, and wanted to hear what the monk would say.