"Young Uncle Ba, you must not compare with him, although he is not as good as that young uncle Que is thunder water spirit body, but he is a Gang spirit body, and he can use the convenience of his physique to make this spiritual power have a random trend, like a gang wind sweeping the general power. Young Uncle Yang hurriedly stopped.

Oh?

This is another physique that Wang Hao has encountered, no wonder this young uncle is so horizontal, even if this physique is not as good as the thunder water spirit body, it is easy to be proud of the group.

"What's the matter, if you are afraid, admit defeat directly, and roll down the mountain, saying that your young uncle is not as good as my young uncle Zhuren, and from now on you will never compete with my young uncle Zhu for the position of the young master, and my young uncle Zhu will spare your life. ”

Wang Hao shook his head and looked at the young uncle Zhu leisurely, "You are dreaming!"

Suddenly, in the center of the cloud, a cloud of mist gathered into a short-winged dragon turtle, flapping its wings, as if it was wandering.

Even if this aura transforms into various strange beasts, it is still milky white, and you can only observe what kind of beasts these strange beasts are from their shapes.

Young Uncle Zhu Ren sneered at Wang Hao and sneered, "You are doomed!"

But seeing that the young uncle Zhuren suddenly soared into the air and leaped over the short-winged dragon turtle, and suddenly centered on him, countless winds instantly steamed and swept, and the short-winged dragon turtle that originally seemed to be in a daze suddenly began to flap its wings, and swayed left and right.

The warriors below the Moon Catching Pavilion looked at the abnormal movement above and were suddenly surprised.

"It's strange that I've always seen those visions that are still and now move freely. ”

The short-winged dragon turtle floated up and down under the guidance of the wind, as if it was very cheerful, flapping its wings and diving up and down.

In fact, this young uncle said that it was a competition to see who could make the vision move, but he was still competing to see who had the most physique means.

According to him, this young uncle is mediocre, he doesn't look like a person with some earth-shattering means, and his talent is too mediocre, but he can't beat himself no matter what, as long as he puts on the most distinct attitude, he can completely make this young uncle surrender, even if he doesn't surrender, then he will use this to kill this potential enemy.

Wang Hao watched quietly, the gang wind caused by this young uncle Zhu people can indeed affect anything at will with a single thought.

This is only used here, if it is used in battle, presumably this gang wind will definitely catch the opponent off guard, and suddenly fall into a state of being bound by this gang wind.

Compared with the Thunder Water Spirit Body of Young Uncle Que, this Gang Spirit Body is also acceptable, but compared to the Thunder Water Spirit Body, it is not a level.

No wonder this young uncle is not as talented as this young uncle Zhuren, and he can also become the young master of Xiaolou Qingtai, this young uncle Zhuren is defeated in physique, and there is nothing to be done.

Young Uncle Zhu came to Wang Hao's side viciously.

hum

This kid hasn't even entered the Moving Sea Realm, he can only float in the air, how can he fly as easily as the martial artist who Moved the Sea Realm, I'm afraid that even above the clouds, he is in a hurry.

Wang Hao suddenly summoned a water drunken cloud fairy leaf that had not been used for a long time, a green light flashed, and suddenly a green leaf appeared in front of everyone, which surprised everyone.

Ruan Chun's eyes narrowed slightly: This leaf seems to be extraordinary.

Wang Hao stood on the leaf, hunting in his robe, not afraid of the general trend, and now the hair on his head was shoulder-length, but there was a trace of chivalry.

"Hmph, pretend. ”

Young Uncle Zhu snorted disdainfully, in his opinion, this young uncle is not strong, if he doesn't have a special physique, he will definitely not be able to win himself, and among the many children, a few people with special physique, they all know that this young uncle is a lonely and unknown person, and this time he will lose.

Wang Hao suddenly smiled at the young uncle Zhuren, "Have you ever felt what despair is?"

Young Uncle Zhu was stunned in his heart, and he had a sense of bad momentum.

saw Wang Hao take out a few green plants.

What is this thing?

Zu Yuzhen pursed his lips and smiled: This guy is cheating people again.

Wang Hao took out a long bamboo pole, buckled the thread he had obtained before, the green calf on the dust, and buckled it to the bamboo pole and the earthly center of the earth pregnant amaranth, and began to sit on the leaves of the drunken narcissus tree and doze off.

And that's the end of it?

But now that it's over, why is that guy still pretending? Isn't he supposed to beg for mercy?

Suddenly, from the depths of the earth came a childish dragon moan, and suddenly, a white dragon that had never been seen before rose into the air, and suddenly broke through the sky, almost touching the sun.

Wang Hao's eyelids moved slightly: It's coming.

The white dragon is illusory, it doesn't seem to be very real, and others don't know why, but Wang Hao knows that this is what the machine shadow rat discovered that day, the three-grade spiritual vein, yes, this white dragon is the three-grade spiritual vein.

Although it seems to be very weak, it is definitely a third-grade spiritual vein.

The white dragon seemed to smell something, and slowly approached Wang Hao, Wang Hao's hand holding the long rod shook slightly, and the thread hanging the geocentric pregnant amaranth was transferred, and the white dragon pounced, but continued to attack the green thing unrelentingly.

Wang Hao moved the bamboo pole again, but the white dragon still hadn't eaten it, and he was suddenly a little angry, staring at the target and not letting go.

Wang Hao moved left and right, and the white dragon also moved up and down, one moment into the clouds, and the other flew into the sky, but the target he had been staring at was the green grass.

The necks of the people looking up below were sore: what the hell is that weed, why does this dragon seem to like it so much?

Young Uncle Zhuren's face was pale

, clenched his fists, he didn't seem to expect things to develop like this, thinking of what the young uncle had just said to himself, "What is despair have you experienced", now it seems that it is not groundless, but already certain.

Damn, he actually planned to fall for his tricks!

The white dragon persevered in chasing a ball of vegetables held by Wang Hao on the line, chasing endlessly, Wang Hao smiled and watched the white dragon change its tricks like a long dragon playing with pearls, and his heart was happy: This earth's heart is pregnant with a god amaranth is a very cherished snack that is extremely cherished by Rui beasts like the Shangzhi Chaoge Deer, can't it still make you bow down to a little dragon with spiritual power?

But seeing that the white dragon couldn't catch up for a long time, he seemed to be a little impatient, and suddenly with a "roar", about half of the countless clouds and mist suddenly entered his body, and the visibility suddenly improved a lot.

But after the white dragon absorbed those clouds and mist, it was faster and more agile, and after Wang Hao deliberately revealed a flaw, the white dragon suddenly pounced forward, suddenly bit the lump of green weeds, and swallowed it with satisfaction, looking at Wang Hao with blank eyes, as if he was still asking Wang Hao if he had it.

The white dragon licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue very humanely, with a look of unfinished business, Wang Hao spread his hands and said, "I said it doesn't count, that person said that I must win to give it to you, you go and ask that person, do I win?"

The white dragon nodded very humanely, and suddenly "roared" at the young uncle Zhu Ren in the pavilion viciously, almost shaking the young uncle Zhu Ren into a scattered spirit.

Wang Hao looked at the young uncle Zhu Daodao, "This benevolent brother, do you think I won today?"

The person who loses, but wants to kill himself in this Moon Catching Pavilion, how can the young uncle Zhu people agree.

"You cheat, you don't use your own strength at all, this white dragon is your foreign object, so of course"

"Roar"

Suddenly, the white dragon felt that the young uncle Zhuren's tone was not good, and roared at the young uncle Zhuren again, and the young uncle Zhuren only felt an incomparably strong momentum rushing over, and he was suddenly speechless.

"You, you, you, your young uncle, this time it is my young uncle Zhuren's recognition, and you won. ”

The young uncle and Zhu hurriedly fled down the mountain alone, leaving that Ruan Chun ashamed, and he also hurriedly followed.

Jokes, if you stay here, you will either be angry or be roared to death by this dragon, these two results, neither of which the young uncle Zhu people want to bear.

"Phew, bastard!"

The young uncle took a sip, this young uncle Zhuren said it himself, whoever lost would kill himself here, and now he didn't even want his face, so he ran away like this, it's really a shame.

Wang Hao grabbed a handful of earth-centered pregnant amaranth and gave it to the white dragon, and the white dragon really began to eat it with relish.

A few elders of the Rain Summoning Realm suddenly flew from far and near, and Wang Hao also knew that this was what the Heavenly Machine Shadow Mouse said, those who guarded it.