Chapter 433: Mighty Hundred Miles

As soon as she made a move, Long Ming didn't put this trick in her eyes, and planned to use her own Long Xiao to break this move directly, but after Long Xiao came out, it certainly caused the air in front of her to fluctuate, and then spread towards Xuanyuan Po, but as soon as it came into contact with the air in front of Xuanyuan Po, it was directly assimilated!

"What, how is this possible!" The assimilated air, not only did not harm Xuanyuan Po, but instead accelerated the spread speed of Xuanyuan Po's move, not as good as the skill of a while, the air fluctuations that were originally very slow came to Long Ming's body in the blink of an eye, covering it in the middle.

"Ah..." Soon, Long Ming's scream came out of the air, but her voice didn't spread far, and it was directly bounced back by the air fluctuations in front of her, so that she, who was already hurt, tried the taste of her own dragon roar.

With the passage of time, Long Ming's screams became smaller and smaller, as if he had lost the ability to fight, because of the pain, the strong body that was constantly shaking, the amplitude of the sensation became smaller and smaller, until the end, there was no weather at all, as if he was dead.

"Cut, this is too rubbish, isn't it?! I still think it's so powerful! I haven't used any big moves, you just smash it and hang up! I've reminded you, let you plan, don't die on my first move, it's a pity... Hey, it's a pity!" Xuanyuan Po shook his head, and said with a look of pity.

However, just before Xuanyuan Po's plan, he looked at it curiously, the body of this dragon, when there was something good, his heart suddenly moved, and the pace of progress gave up halfway, and it was this time that he funded Xuanyuan Po, so that Xuanyuan Po almost missed the plan of this naughty female dragon.

"Bump... Poof!" Two loud noises, Long Ming, who had no weather, suddenly unfolded his somewhat curled body, and the muddy air that outflanked him suddenly exploded, thanks to Xuanyuan Po who felt the hurt just now, so he was on guard, otherwise this explosion would blow up Xuanyuan Po.

"What a naughty female dragon!It's a pity that your plan didn't come to fruition!" Xuanyuan Po stood aside and made a mocking smack, making Long Ming angry.

"This time you are lucky, next time you will not be so lucky!" Hmph!" Long Min said, a cold snort, the air around it, suddenly like entering an ice cellar hundreds of degrees below zero, hands drooping appeared some white and vast things like Xiaoice crystals.

"Yo! There is such a hand! But don't you know that my best skill is playing with fire? Do you think your ice playing skills can be compared to me! By the way, I forgot, we don't know each other, you don't seem to know, right?" Xuanyuan Po patted his forehead and said suddenly.

"Yes, that's luck!" Long Ming's dragon tail shook for a moment, and then all the people's mouths, like shaped cannons, gradually flashed with their hands, and in the air, all kinds of small things were scattered and crawled into her mouth, and the temperature in the air did start to decrease.

However, the speed of this temperature reduction is too slow in Xuanyuan Po's eyes, although it is constantly falling at a speed of more than ten degrees per minute, but if you want to really reduce to the temperature that limits Xuanyuan Po's speed, at least it is close to absolute zero, it is only necessary for ten minutes and two extreme hours, and in these times, Xuanyuan Po may have already abused Long Ming fiercely!

It's just Xuanyuan Po's speculation, it seems to be a bit weak, with the passage of time, the temperature is falling faster and faster, in just two minutes, within the range of fifty meters around, the temperature has reached more than 100 degrees below zero, but this temperature, for Xuanyuan Po, still has no effect.

"Is this the skill! I said, it's useless!" Xuanyuan Po glanced at Long Ming playfully, and then casually ordered a small fireball, naturally this is definitely not the usual small fireball, in this environment at this moment, in the surrounding air, there is no fire element at all, Xuanyuan Po immediately used the magic power stored in his inner body to order a small fireball, and there was absolutely no result.

Xuanyuan Po ordered this small fireball, unless it is the size of a ping-pong ball, the periphery is outflanked by a purple halo, and the abuse is not a faint green that flashes like a delicate drop, if the human ability is greater than Xuanyuan Po, it will definitely be invented, the center of this small fireball, is indeed a small crystal flame.

What is the concept of a crystal flame, which shows that this kind of flame has reached a level where it can change the temperature arbitrarily, even if it makes him from an ultra-high temperature to absolute zero for a while, there is no problem, this crystal flame can no longer be called a flame.

As soon as Xuanyuan's flames came out, there was a stabbing sound in the air, and within the range of one meter around the small fireball, it became a state of almost vacuum, and some of the more than one meter were bubbling with thick fog, and on the periphery of the fog was a large mixture of ice and fog, which made people look at it, and there was an indescribable weird feeling!

As soon as Xuanyuan broke the small fireball, Long Ming, felt an extremely unpleasant feeling coming from his body, as if he had been punched hard in the chest, the feeling of not being able to breathe for a generation, this feeling of depression, made Long Ming's moves in the performance, and some of them could not be performed.

"Poof..."In the end, Long Ming, who couldn't help it, finally spurted out a mouthful of blood in a melancholy, and the complexion on his face also became mentally awkward, just like a man, after being squeezed dry by a large group of women, the feeling is the same.

Naturally, this is really inappropriate for example, for example, it is used on Long Ming's body, after all, Long Ming is a female dragon, and it is really a sin for you to use a man's metaphor to describe Long Ming.

Allowing to feel the great power of Xuanyuan Po, knowing that this kind of person is not something he can deal with, Long Ming's face showed a trace of interest, remorse and resentment, if it weren't for his own appearance, his child would not be eaten by the current people, and he wouldn't...

"No... I can't let this current man have a good time, I want him to be buried with him!" Long Ming, who was once desperate, suddenly saw the ridicule on Xuanyuan Po's face and the arrogant smile, Long Ming's heart was quite sad, which made the resentment in her heart infinitely expanded.

If Xuanyuan Po knew that his little arrogance had allowed him to encounter the biggest famine in his life, he would definitely take care of his face and not let himself have nothing to do with job hunting, and make any sarcastic smiles, naturally in his own opinion, it was not a sarcastic smile.

Long Ming looked at Xuanyuan Po's eyes, she was once full of ashes, she had made up her mind in her heart, and gradually urged the demon pill in her body, her three children were gone, and she was going to die immediately, and the demon pill in her limbs would also be taken by the current one, she didn't want to rather, she wanted Xuanyuan Po...

Xuanyuan Po, who was arrogant, suddenly felt that something was wrong in the air, frowned slightly, and looked around, but except for the current resentful eyes, looking at his own Long Ming, Xuanyuan Po did not invent any other facts at all, Xuanyuan Po smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that he was too worried.