Xing Bai's body had not yet fallen to the ground, the kundalini had already recovered, he turned over, and stopped steadily in mid-air, what he saw in front of him surprised him, who has such skills?

When Xing Bai saw the person in the white shirt clearly, he was even more surprised in his heart, the one in front of him was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, although he was slender, but his face was childish, his face was full of horns, his eyebrows flew into his sideburns, his nose was wide, his eyebrows were slender, his face seemed to be smiling, and he was dressed in a white cloth robe, clean and refreshing.

What surprised Xing Bai even more was that this young man's aura was not very strong, compared to himself, it was far inferior, but it was just a low-level master-level celestial cultivator, but why was it able to make this 10,000-year-old rampant man be captured?

Xing Bai looked up and down at the wonderful young man in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the lost Luo Xi again, this is a natural habit he has developed in the past ten years, every time he sees a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, he has to think about it like this, this thought makes his heart sigh, the eyebrows of the child in front of him are so similar to his tenth brother Luo Fangcheng, this forehead, face shape, and the corners of the mouth are .......

"Uncle, have you seen enough?" the young man chuckled, then ignored it, and walked straight to the ground in front of him.

At this time, the monkey was standing up from the ground, seeing the young man approaching, his mouth let out a roar, his feet slowly retreated, the young man stepped forward, and the palm of his hand was against the door of the monkey's head again, and the young man shouted to a big tree in the distance: "Death Luo, why don't you come over and help, see if I go back and don't report to my father, are you lazy to come?"

"Haha, young master, I'm here!"

A black hurricane blew, and a short and fat man like a spinning top appeared on the side of the young man, with no hair on the top of his head, no eyebrows on his eye sockets, a mouth as wide as a basin, and two fangs, the skin on his face was rough like pine bark, a pair of big hands like tree roots, a shy stomach, a wine gourd hanging from his waist, tiger skin boots, half cut trousers, revealing long foot hair, the evil spirit on his body was strong, and his appearance was strange and ugly.

"Demon!"

Xing Bai frowned, no wonder the aura on the young man's body just now was not as pure as that of the Xuanmen disciples, it turned out to be a demon body, although the heavenly man and the heavenly demon are not mortal enemies, but they are not incompatible, if it is not for the accident, both sides will try to avoid not seeing each other.

The fat demon rolled his strange eyes at Xing Bai, and did not say anything, and released a pulse wheel behind him, like Xing Bai, it was also five circles, which was an emperor-level heavenly demon cultivation, but the entire pulse wheel was black. The fat demon flashed, and while the young man was shocked, the black wheel shot out a black rope, firmly binding the dragon, and with a pop, he stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his palm. As soon as the young man let go of his palm, Qi Qi suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the sound of metal sound quality penetrated the human eardrum, except for the young man, Xing Bai and the fat demon shook their bodies, covering their ears with both hands, revealing painful expressions, Wen Changbo and Tang Gong, who had just woken up, were stunned by the sharp roar of Qi Qi again.

After a while, Xing Bai and the fat demon disappeared from discomfort, obviously this metal sound is a magic skill, which belongs to a sonic attack, causing serious damage to the opponent's divine soul, and the kundalini is temporarily out of control, and the cultivation is slightly weaker, and he dies directly, this kind of magic skill is also very rare.

Seeing that everyone couldn't resist the sonic attack of the monkey, the young man laughed out loud, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the door of the monkey's head again, and the monkey suddenly became much more obedient, and his eyes flowed with fear.

Xing Bai suddenly sounded, a hundred years ago, Ao Wen fought against the heavens, and then there was a saying, saying that the Shenlong clan was originally from the world of Warcraft, and then Ao Wen cultivated to break through the god-level cultivation and become a super monster, breaking through the ninefold sky, the dragon traveled outside the sky, and then opened up the small world of Sumeru outside the ninefold sky, and the Shenlong clan has since multiplied outside the sky. Tens of millions of years ago, when Ao Wen was still cultivating at the god level, he was already the leader of the Warcraft World, and the power of his bloodline had an innate suppression of other Warcraft. If this statement is true, it is very likely that the strange young man in front of him is the son of Luo Fangcheng and Yin, and it makes sense for the demonic beast to feel the other party's divine dragon bloodline and surrender.

Thinking of this, Xing Bai's heart was hot, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope, and he couldn't help shouting: "Luo Xi!" As soon as the words came out, he realized that he was abrupt and ridiculous, even if he was Luo Xi, with his age of only two years old at the time, what could he know, and what was worse was that before the matter was figured out, once the grass was startled and caused unnecessary trouble, it was likely that things would have no room for maneuver.

The young master heard Xing Bai's shout, and glanced back, there was no abnormality on his face, purely out of unintentional normal stress reaction, but the fat demon behind him looked up at Xing Bai, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know whether he heard the word "Luo Xi" or not.

"Friend, do you want help?" Xing Bai asked as he walked over to the young man's side.

"Huh?" The young master looked sideways at Xing Bai, showed an interested look, and grinned: "I can control this beast, but I can't guarantee whether I can cooperate when taking the demon core, if my friend is willing, then there will be labor!"

"Hmph!" The fat demon jumped to the young master's side, his tone was not good, and said to Xing Bai: "Don't work for you, we don't need outsiders to help!" He remembered the master's explanation before going out, and his heart was tight, once the young master made a mistake, his result was probably worse than death, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years!

"Tara, you are looking for a fight! If you can't help and don't allow others to help, are you sincere and can't get along with Lao Tzu?" The young man scolded at the fat demon with a straight face, and said with a smile after scolding: "Tara, use your bondage magic skill to tie this beast tight." He turned around and smiled apologetically at Xing Bai, and said, "In the next day, this is my housekeeper Shuluo, my housekeeper doesn't like human friends, thank you for your kindness." He bowed his hand politely.

"Oh, if you come, good name!" Xing Bai smiled slightly, returned a salute, and said: "There are many powerful demonic beasts here, you still need to be careful, I will protect you there, if there are other demonic beasts coming, I will resist it." Xing Bai pointed to a stream a few hundred zhang away, shook his body, and stood on a boulder by the stream. Xing Bai tried his best to release kindness, the purpose was to pave the way for his future actions, and he must find a chance to figure out the origin of the young man in front of him.

Tan Luo rolled his eyes again, and said in his mouth: "Teleportation, hum, what's the big deal!" But I don't think so in my heart, teleportation is his own master will not have this kind of magical power, teleportation can not only be used to fight, but also can be used to escape, with this skill, it is simply a big winner in life.

Ruolai hugged Xing Bai, who was hundreds of zhang away, to show his gratitude.

The law of bindings is also a powerful supernatural power, with the effect of imprisoning the kundalini, and the kundalini of the bound person will be suppressed, unless there is a contradictory attribute restraint, it is difficult to get out. At this moment, his pulse wheel shot out a thick black rope, and tied the Qiqi strongly, Ruolai held down the palm of his left hand, and the right finger shot out a black light, piercing into the door of the Qiqi's head, and the Qiqi let out a low muffled snort, wanting to struggle, where can he still move at this moment, his mouth groaned non-stop, and shouted: "Who are you from Lord Shenlong? Why do you have the blood of Shenlong?"

Ruolai's face was furled, but he had heard his father say that he was a little different, but he had never heard of the blood of the dragon, only knew that after he cultivated the pulse wheel for the first time, his father took him to the world of Warcraft to obtain the magic core, it was very strange that all the monsters would scatter and run away when they met them, once the body came into contact with the monster, the monsters trembled uncontrollably, and even fell to their knees, leaving them to their disposal, and they were also very surprised at that time, and their father explained that it was because of the peculiarity of their own cultivation that the monsters would be afraid.

Then why isn't Warcraft afraid of you, Father?

"Young master, what are you doing? Why don't you do it quickly!" Seeing that Ruolai was in a daze, Luo Luo hurriedly reminded him.

Ruolai shook his head, activated the yin spiritual power in his body, probed a mysterious light into Qiqi's brain, and cast a unique secret technique, chanting a spell in his mouth.

At this moment, Wen Changbo and Tang Gong had already woken up, and when they saw Ruolai who was taking the demon core, there was a trace of surprise in their eyes, Wen Changbo also saw that Ruolai's cultivation was only a division-level cultivation, and that demonic beast had been cultivated for more than 10,000 years, which was equivalent to an emperor-level celestial, how could the division-level pulse wheel carry the power of this 10,000-year-old demonic beast's divine skill? In fact, Xing Bai also thought about this question, but after thinking about it for a while, he dispelled his concerns, because if this young man was really Luo Fangcheng and Yin's little child, then he would have half of the Divine Dragon physique, and the Divine Dragon Physique was extremely strong, and it should not be a big problem to withstand the 10,000-year-old Demon Core Divine Skill, and if he dared to come and transplant the Divine Skill, he would definitely have no fear.

Xing Bai's guess was right, his first pulse wheel fusion magic skill was also a 10,000-grade demonic beast, although the transplantation and fusion process took longer than the average celestial, and it was accompanied by unbearable pain, but the first pulse wheel transplanted the magic skill of the 10,000-year-old demonic beast, but the benefits obtained were not available to others, and its divine skill was far superior to that of the same level of celestials, I am afraid that there is no second person in the celestial and human realms to do it!

Half an hour later, with a painful groan of Qiqi, a milky white bead slowly rose on his skull, Ruolai reached out and grabbed the magic core of Qiqi, grinning, and was very happy in his heart, his first pulse wheel was also transplanted with a 10,000-year-old Warcraft divine skill; The divine skill of the first Mooladhara transplant of the celestial man is generally a magical skill cultivated for 500 to 2,000 years, like the 10,000-grade one, I'm afraid no one has ever tried it, not only is it difficult to capture the 10,000-grade demonic beast, but what is even more difficult is that ordinary people's Mooladhara can't withstand the power of the magic skill of the 10,000-year demon core.

"Young master, the old slave will protect you from the Dharma, and transplant the magic technique now!" Luo Luo took the gourd from his waist, opened his mouth and drank a sip of wine, making a chirping sound, feeling that the taste was excellent, as long as the successful transplantation and fusion were successful, he would have completed the task assigned by the master, and he could also put his mind at ease, squinting at Xing Bai in the distance, seeing that the person had been looking at Ruolai, he couldn't help but feel nervous for a while, he was not afraid of Xing Bai, he was not afraid of his own strength, he was afraid of his bad intentions, which was not good for the young master, and he had to pay attention to it.

Wen Changbo and Tang Gong both had disbelief on their faces, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old child had already cultivated the second pulse wheel, once the divine skill was successfully transplanted, he would step into the realm of the supreme heaven and man, which was extremely rare in the world of heaven and man, and when it was transmitted to the outside world, I was afraid that it would be scrambled by all countries and treated as a guest, with a bright future!