Chapter 135: Goodbye Wu Tian

I don't know if it's fairy power or blood, the golden breath continues to converge towards the teapot, coating the surface of the teapot with a layer of misty brilliance.

The teapot seemed to feel the smell as if it were in the cellar, and began to shimmer with a golden shimmer.

It looks so jubilant.

Naturally, the dragon would not wait for the other party to prepare for completion, but a cold dragon breath sprayed towards the two of them.

However, the teapot seemed to be a little annoyed that he had absorbed this power, and as if he felt the energy that was born with him, and suddenly burst out with a golden light, blocking this dragon breath.

Perhaps because the teapot had not received the nourishment of the fairy qi for too long, the absorption rate became faster and faster, and the fairy qi seemed to have turned into a golden river, constantly pouring in from all directions.

Feeling the continuous loss of immortal power in his body, Zhang Zongchang said softly: "Although I have been keeping you in the dark, I still have to thank you for these things. ”

At the end of his life, he whispered two words: "I'm sorry." ”

These two words may contain a lot of what he wants to say in his heart, but the others present don't have the energy to delve into it right now.

Even if Zhang Zongchang had disappeared into this world, the Zhenlong Pot at this time was obviously not enough to fight against that evil dragon.

As a result, the speed at which it absorbed it became even more rapid, but the only one who could provide it with immortal qi was Xiao Ao.

Finally, Xiao Ao also fell to the ground, and there was no fairy energy left in his body.

Zhenlong Pot probably still wanted to suck some, but there were no more people around to provide him with nutrients.

The light on the body of the pot dimmed for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst out with a golden light that was even more dazzling than Zhang Zongchang and Xiao Ao combined.

The Zhenlong pot flew up, and began to grow in size, getting bigger and bigger, until the entire body of the pot was almost the same size as the dragon hovering in the air, and then it stopped the process of getting bigger.

The dragon looked at the teapot in front of him, a hint of horror in his erected pupils.

However, before he could make any moves, the Zhenlong Jug flew above his head.

Smash it down!

With just one blow, the dragon's head instantly smashed to the ground, but it wasn't over yet.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The Zhenlong pot was lifted again and again, and it smashed down again and again at the faucet, and every time it was smashed, it was like a bell.

It turns out that the so-called Zhenlong pot is really like this.

There was a glimmer of realization in the hearts of the people.

Only Yu Liang shouted softly on the side: "Eighty! Eighty! Eighty! ”

In fact, what everyone in the team didn't know was that if the Zhenlong Pot was at its peak, as long as enough purity and huge immortal energy were instilled into the Zhenlong Pot, the body of the pot would even be comparable to Wuyue at that time, and where would it be necessary to keep ramming the dragon head again and again like now?

It's a pity that the fairy spirit is not enough.

Because it's a pity, it's hard to do everything.

The dragon raised its dragon claws and slammed into the body of the Zhenlong Pot, which instantly flew out into the distance.

He was obviously stunned by the Zhenlong pot because of the horror in his heart just now, and when he reacted at this time, how could there be any reason to sit still and wait to die?

The dragon pot kept flying towards the dragon, but it was thrown away again and again by its claws.

Every time it was hit, the golden light on its body escaped a lot.

And its body is getting smaller and smaller.

Although it is still a behemoth for Qi Zhen and the four of them, it is no longer worth mentioning for the dragon.

Qi Zhen's heart was a little cold.

Finally, the Zhenlong Pot flew towards Qi Zhen.

In an instant, it changed back to the size of a normal teapot.

I can't beat it, and I don't play anymore.

The giant dragon flew in the air, looking at the five ant-like people in front of him, expressionless.

Rumble!

Yu Liang looked at the arrow that exploded on the opponent's dragon claw nails and sighed.

"It's over, it's over."

What is the sound of a real dragon.

Qi Zhen finally got to see it.

It's thunder.

His dragon roar couldn't hide the incomparable pleasure and the excitement of revenge.

It simply made the world roar with it.

No one can stop him from going down the river and into the sea, nothing can hurt him anymore, and when his long-cherished wish is fulfilled, he will definitely make the lives of the human race miserable!

But in front of him, he wanted to make the five mortals in front of him pay the price first.

So he took a deep breath and prepared to exhale a breath of dragon breath.

A meteor appeared in the northeastern sky, slid across the night sky, and passed under his skull.

The huge dragon breath that killed the team leaked out from under the skull.

He didn't seem to be aware of it, and still opened his mouth to squirt Qi Zhen and the five people to death.

But he found that there was nothing in his mouth.

He was a little puzzled.

Then the huge dragon head left his body and fell downward.

It fell into the courtyard with a bang, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

A long sword was inserted in front of everyone, this sword was a little simple, and the jaw of the sword was a little wide.

There was once such a sword, which came from the sky, and the frightened King Xiangli did not dare to move, and it was also this sword, with just a sword light, it split everything in its path into two.

The dragon body hovering in the sky did not fall in the same way, but disappeared into the air in an instant.

A figure appeared next to the sword, his eyes half-closed, and he looked a little sleepless.

He looked at the dragon head in front of him and his eyes were full of disarray, and sighed twice.

It's not Wu Tian or who is it?

"Immortal Master Wu, don't come unharmed." Meng Ran shouted at the other party.

"Huh? Why are you guys again? Wu Tian turned his head to look at everyone with a look of surprise.

"This ...... It's a long story. Qi Zhen said with a wry smile.

"Why are you here?" Yu Liang asked.

"I'm passing by." Wu Tian raised his eyebrows, looking like a stinky fart.

Blow, you blow on.

Yu Liang looked incredulous.

Wu Tian looked at Yu Liang's expression, and his face turned red.

"I can't come over to see such a big move?"

"Why didn't you come earlier, we both died two of our companions." Jiang Yan said coldly.

This is really Jiang Yan wronged Wu Tian.

"I said, you can't handle this little Jiao, and you still want to go to Shushan to learn swords?" Wu Tian said.

"Jiao?" Everyone spoke in unison.

"yes, you didn't look, four claws." Wu Tian said and gestured with his hand to make a gesture of a claw.

"If this is really a dragon, it will take me some trouble to kill it." Wu Tian added.

"Okay, okay, don't blow it first, first say why are you here?" Yu Liang asked.

"Tell me what's going on." Wu Tian asked rhetorically.

"You say it first, you say it first, our story is a bit long." Yu Liang had the intention to fight with Wu Tian.

"You don't say I'm leaving!" Wu Tian feigned anger.

"Let's go." Yu Liang waved his hand at Wu Tian.

Wu Tian was called a hundred claws scratching his heart in his heart.

"In this way, you saved him first, I tell you." Yu Liang pointed to Xiao Ao who was lying on the side.