"I'm so happy!"

Many Tianjiao of the Tang Empire, every face at this moment was filled with a smile that was almost crazy.

Because, Mu Feng almost sent a dragon scale demon tree to be slaughtered in front of them alive, is there anything happier and easier than this.

If this is the case, they will no longer be able to get dragon scales, and then they can really find a crack in the ground to get into.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The dragon scale demon tree was furious, it never expected that the human beings who were used as food by it would be despicably bound up, and the sin was unforgivable.

However, the more it struggled, the more it found that the rope that wrapped around it seemed to be tightened more and more.

"Do it!"

Mu Feng's figure flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the dragon scale demon tree.

With a grip on the palm, the dragon bone sword appeared.

Even, inside the keel, faintly, there was a trace of dragon groaning echoing.

At this moment, the dragon scale demon tree seemed to panic.

Laugh at!

The dragon bone sword swung down, and the edge shone brightly, directly chopping on the red and crystal dragon scale surface of the dragon scale demon tree.

With a click, a palm-sized piece of crystal clear dragon scales on the dragon scale demon tree fell directly and fell into Mu Feng's palm.

From this 'dragon scale', Mu Feng could feel an extremely strong holy dragon aura.

"Absorb!"

With a low snort, Mu Feng's palm, as if it had turned into a black hole, frantically absorbed this 'dragon scale'.

Call!

When the dragon scales fall into the hand, they are not as hard as they are on the surface of the trunk, and they are very easy to absorb.

Sou.

As if turning into a warm current, the 'dragon scales' entered directly along Mu Feng's palm, blending into the red air mass above the young man's great dantian.

And, at the same time, the whole body feels warm.

Suddenly, Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and after absorbing this piece of 'dragon scales', he felt that the number of dragon patterns he had changed to light up was directly one more.

"What a strong holy dragon breath!"

This discovery made Mu Feng very happy.

Laugh at!

The dragon bone sword slashed a graceful arc in the air, and another 'dragon scale' fell.

At this time, Mu Feng did not hesitate at all, and tried his best to absorb it.

Airplanes!

In the blink of an eye, the scales of the Dragon Scale Demon Tree were once again absorbed by Mu Feng.

"Huhu~~"

Seeing that Mu Feng was 'feasting', the rest of the people's eyes were extremely hot.

"Shura Battle Body!"

Ji Zhen roared lightly, on the palm of one hand, the bloody qi was rushing, his body was like a leopard, and he appeared next to the dragon scale demon tree in one leap, and the palm wind was like a knife, and he chopped it directly!

Clang!

The clear sound of gold and iron colliding was transmitted.

Obviously, the bark of this dragon scale demon tree is too hard, even if Ji Zhen wants to cut off the dragon scales, it is extremely difficult. Not to mention others.

If there really isn't any powerful means, I'm afraid that this dragon-scale demon tree, which is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, will really become a hedgehog that is difficult to mouth.

"Shura Knife!"

Ji Zhen's eyes were red, and finally, from his cuff, he pulled out a dagger the size of a palm, red as blood.

Crunch.

This time, after the tooth-aching sound of friction, the Shura knife finally slashed in.

Boom.

A dragon scale drops.

At the same time, the rest of the warriors are also eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their abilities.

The Tianjiao of the Tang Empire, each of them is rich, if the bound dragon scale demon tree can't pick off the bark, then it's really better to find a crack in the ground and get in.

In the interval between absorption, Mu Feng also glanced at the progress of the rest of Tianjiao.

Of course, Ji Zhen is the most ferocious, second only to himself.

The weapon used by Li Mu, the ninth prince, is somewhat similar to a brush, and with a shake, the tip of the pen is as hard as iron and sharp as unparalleled.

What made Mu Feng's eyelids jump the most was that the senior sister Taixuan.

In the palm of his white hand, he held a small silver axe.

The body is beautiful, every time the axe falls, it raises a moving curve, and the fullness of the chest is even more shocking, which is pleasing to the eye.

However, on top of that delicate and beautiful face, there is still a fierce look.

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

Could it be that today's beautiful girls like to use axe weapons?

He still remembered the sexy and hot, little wildcat-like girl, Huo Ya.

The weapon used is a large axe, which is wielded with great visual impact, a typical combination of strength and beauty.

Click~~

Tang Empire

The rest of the Tianjiao also used their strength to eat milk and cut wildly.

Boom~

The canopy of the dragon scale demon tree struggled frantically, furious.

When had it suffered such humiliation, the demonic aura rose to the sky, causing the demon plants within a radius of dozens of miles to flee in a hurry, because they didn't know why, their king was so furious.

"Haha, I've condensed a red air mass. ”

A Tianjiao of the Tang Empire, holding the crimson air mass in his hand, called out in surprise.

"Cut, what are you, look at me, it's much deeper than you!"

Another Tianjiao said disdainfully.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Feng, let's see the color of your air mass. ”

A martial artist smiled at Feng Yuqian.

Obviously, this kind of harvest makes them very happy.

"Mine?"

Feng Yuqian was also smiling at this time, he was holding a weapon like a firewood knife in his hand, but it was extremely sharp, and there was no ambiguity at all when he cut this dragon scale.

Knock knock!

Simple and brutal, the rewards are huge!

"My, hehe...it's just orange. ”

Feng Yuqian smiled calmly, said, pinned the firewood knife to his waist, wiped the hot sweat on his forehead, and waved his hand.

Laugh at.

Between the palms of his hands, an orange air mass rose up.

Bright and bright, it aroused the envy and exclamation of the rest of the Tianjiao of the Tang Empire.

This made Feng Yuqian quite proud.

"Cut, it's just orange, what's so strange?"

Taixuan's red lips skimmed slightly, with a look of disdain.

"Oh, you mean, a lot more than me?"

Feng Yuqian's smile froze, he is the eldest and youngest of the Feng family, and in terms of status, he is a step higher than that of Taixuan.

Therefore, it is quite unpleasant to be so despised by Taixuan.

"Senior Sister Yu, what color is yours, let's take a look too. ”

The other Tianjiao instigated.

looks like I'm not afraid of big things when I look lively.

This condensed Holy Dragon Qi Qi Mass can not only enable the martial artist to absorb more Holy Dragon Qi faster and more in this Holy Dragon Secret Realm.

Moreover, the darker the color, the deeper the Holy Dragon Secret Realm, and the more powerful the inheritance will be.

Therefore, these Tianjiao are still extremely concerned about the color of the Holy Dragon Qi Mass.

"A swarm of ants. ”

Ji Zhen's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, and he was about to release the color of his air mass to shock these short-sighted guys.

Suddenly, at the top of the Dragon Scale Demon Tree, a clear voice sounded.

"Senior sister, I've absorbed too much, this orange air mass, for you. ”

Sou.

As he spoke, Mu Feng flicked his fingers, and an orange air mass flew in front of Taixuan's eyes.

Although they were greedy, no one present dared to rob them.

If you want to rob Mu Feng's things, wouldn't it be that the old lady hanged herself and was tired of it.

"Hehe, the seventh junior brother is good, the senior sister is welcome. ”

Seeing this, Taixuan was slightly stunned at first, then her red lips opened slightly, and she smiled directly.

In her mind, there is no need to be polite to this demonic junior brother at all.

This scene, the people around me who watched it were extremely envious.

Taixuan stretched out his snow-white neck, like a proud swan, and glanced at Feng Yuqian proudly.

"Seventh Senior Brother, what color is your air mass?"

Xuan Taixuan asked with a grin.

"It's almost green. ”

Mu Feng's words fell, and the field was quiet for a moment.

Even Ji Zhen, who was just about to pretend to be forced, swallowed his words back and chopped off the scales with his head.

(End of chapter)