"It was you who killed my Jiaolong clan first, but at this time you beat a rake, this king has never seen such a brazen person as you!"

The demon clouds are roaring.

"Tsk!"

Su Ming shook his head and sighed: "The young master has never seen a fool like the Jiaolong clan. ”

"With an IQ like yours, you should find a hole to hide, instead of running out and embarrassing."

"You're looking for death!"

The demonic power oppressed, and the sky was dark for a while.

Su Ming put his hands behind his back and stared at the demon cloud playfully, "You can have some ability to hide, get out of here." ”

"Stinky boy, you defeat this king first."

Facing the aggressiveness of the demon king of the Jiaolong clan, Su Ming couldn't bear it.

He took out the gentian bright silver spear, and the power of the third-grade artifact was permeated.

Cause the big Buddha in the hall of the great majesty to shake.

The demon king in the demon cloud felt the power of the artifact, and his voice was full of fear.

Su Ming used the gentian bright silver spear to pick off the demon king of the Jiaolong clan today, peeled off the skin to make shoes, and cramped to make shoelaces......

The soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body jumped up.

The gentian in his hand is bright and silver, and the spiritual power is instilled into it, and the light is great.

The spear pierced into the demon cloud, and the demon king let out a miserable scream.

Su Ming pinched the trick with both hands and triggered the heavenly thunder.

Rumble!

The demon clouds dispersed under the thunder.

The two demon kings of the Jiaolong clan were revealed, their faces were pale, and they stared at Su Ming with a straight face.

Su Ming waved his arms and looked at them without fear.

"When did the demon clan dare to enter the world so swaggeringly?"

"How can the demon venerables of the demon clan be afraid of the gods of your cultivators? If it weren't for the righteousness of the Demon Venerable, you cultivators would have been covered with corpses all over the field. ”

The demon king of the Jiaolong clan had a cold face.

Su Ming looked at them contemptuously, "The demon clan is really domineering enough, and even the Divine Venerable can't look down on it." ”

"God Venerable can enter our eyes."

The demon king of the Jiaolong clan formed a secret method of the demon clan with both hands, and pressed down.

Su Ming raised the gentian bright silver spear, pierced through the demon power, and soared into the sky, and the gentian bright silver spear directly took the key point of the demon king of the Jiaolong clan.

His face turned pale and he stepped back, and Su Ming slapped him in the face with his left hand, whipping him upside down.

The existence at the peak of the Demon King Realm took a step forward, and the powerful demon power swept away.

Su Ming's body is like a rock, not moving like a mountain.

He squinted his eyes and looked Su Ming up and down, "I didn't expect that at your young age, your cultivation is unfathomable, but it surprised this king." ”

Gee.

Su Ming sneered: "You're quite crazy, before you come to deal with me, you should ask the Golden-winged Demon Venerable if it is possible for him to take me." ”

"Arrogance!"

He shouted angrily: "The Golden-winged Demon Venerable is the supreme powerhouse of the Demon Clan, how can you, a little Taoist priest in the world, insult you?" ”

"Kneel down and repent, or you will be destroyed!"

"Extinction?"

Su Ming smiled contemptuously.

"Come, let me see how powerful Jiaolong really is."

"This king suppresses you with one hand."

His face was full of contempt, and he turned his hand towards Su Ming to suppress him. Su Ming's palm twisted, and the fierce aura of the gentian bright silver spear rushed straight up.

Su Ming rose from the ground and killed him with a gentian bright silver spear.

The shadows of the guns were heavy, and he had nowhere to escape.

"Heavenly Thunder Palm!"

Under the cover of Su Ming's left hand, he released his demonic power and conjured up the phantom of the dragon......

Rumble!

He was crushed directly to the ground, the floor shattered, and debris flew everywhere.

The spear was like a dragon out of the water, and it strangled towards the other party.

His eyes widened and he fled backwards in panic.

"Where to run!"

"Go!"

The gentian bright silver spear turned into a white light and roared away, piercing through the body of the peak dragon of the Demon King Realm.

Burst!

He opened his mouth to spurt blood, and his eyes bulged out of his sockets in disbelief.

He actually spilled blood on Lanruo Temple?!

Su Ming grabbed the palm of his hand, and the gentian bright silver spear returned to his hand, and he jumped forward, and the spear smashed down against the other party.

The ground of Lanruo Temple exploded, the wall jumped, and the mountain gate was destroyed.

The destructive power of terror.

This demon king was directly knocked to the ground, and he didn't have the strength to get up from the ground at all.

The other guy was terrified.

He didn't think about saving the insect on the ground, but took on his original form and flew away into the distance.

Su Ming found the opportunity to jump on him.

"Watch the master pick your skin to make shoes, and pull your tendons to make shoelaces."

Su Ming stood on his back, letting him swing and not move at all.

The fear in his heart was infinitely expanded, and he had never encountered such a strange thing in his cultivation for thousands of years.

He couldn't imagine that a little Taoist priest would defeat the two demon kings without much effort......

One of them is the pinnacle of the Demon King Realm.

Su Ming said indifferently: "If the master is not scruples about being in the holy land of Buddhism, you don't even have a chance to fight with the master, and the master can suppress you if he turns his hand." ”

He yelled in fear, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"You don't have the right to know my name."

The Gentian Bright Silver Spear slashed out of the palm of his hand, and the tip of the spear picked off his scales, and for a moment blood splashed like rain.

"Go down!"

Su Ming's whole body exuded a terrifying aura, and Jiaolong's huge body stiffened suddenly, falling straight to the ground.

The earth shook and dust filled the air.

Su Ming cast a spell to suppress the dust, jumped off the dragon, and the gentian bright silver spear stabbed into the dragon's body and slammed it......

The dragon tendons flew into the air with blood.

Su Ming stretched out his hand to catch it and pulled it hard, the toughness was good, and it could be made into a magic weapon.

The dragon that was picked off the dragon tendon rolled on the ground in pain.

He couldn't live anymore.

Su Ming waved his hand and said, "Jun'er, Yi'er, you suck his essence and blood dry." ”

"Young Master!"

Jun'er shouted in shock.

They really didn't dare.

If it was in the barren mountains and wilderness, they might not refuse, but here they let them suck the essence blood of the dragon in front of them......

They were really scared.

The Jiaolong clan is a demon royal family, and its reputation is outside.

What's more, there is also a big guy at the peak of the Demon King Realm, staring at them fiercely.

Su Ming frowned slightly, "You don't have to worry, no one dares to make a move on you with me." ”

"Young master, but, it's ......"

"Nothing."

Su Ming said with a slight displeasure: "He is also a demon king, sucking his essence blood, and then refining his demon soul, you are enough to break through to the demon king realm, don't you want to revive the cat demon clan?" ”

Jun'er and Yi'er looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't be stubborn enough for Su Ming, so they had to do what he told them.

They tiptoed to Jiaolong's side, Su Ming stepped over to the top of Jiaolong's head and slapped it with a palm, and more than a dozen drops of essence blood that exuded powerful demonic power flew out of Jiaolong's body.

Su Ming didn't care whether Jun'er and them were willing or not, he raised his hand and injected the dragon essence blood into their bodies......

The power of the dragon's essence blood exploded in an instant, and the light lingering on the surface of their bodies seemed to burn.

Their brows furrowed, their faces pained.

Su Ming stepped out and came to them, pointed his finger at their eyebrows, and helped them refine the dragon essence blood.

In just a few minutes, their aura began to rise rapidly, and they were about to break through the shackles and break through to the Demon King Realm, but they couldn't get through.

Su Ming shook his head helplessly, it seemed that it was indeed necessary to use the Jiaolong Demon Soul to make them break through.

The other dragon lying on the ground stared at it in horror and was greatly visually impacted.

A few minutes to refine the demon king's essence blood?!

How can it be!

Su Ming cast a spell to pull out the dragon's demon soul, shook out a spirit rune and put it away.

His eyes fell on Jiaolong, who was at the peak of the Demon King Realm, and said casually: "You are lucky, I will spare your life first, and then slowly clean you up when the master finds time." ”

His eyes were about to split, and his eyes were red as if spurting blood, "My Jiaolong clan is attached to the Qinglong clan, if you dare to kill the people of the Jiaolong clan, you will not die well!" ”

"I don't know if I'm going to die or not, but you won't have to die anyway."

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Su Ming's mouth.

"Master, borrow your gold bowl for a while."

Su Ming looked back at the empty monk, who was stunned and a little hesitant.

Su Ming didn't care whether he agreed or not, and walked up to grope in his embroidered robe.

Monk Kongwen: "......"

Su Ming took out the golden bowl, and the seal was slapped at the bottom of the golden bowl, and the golden bowl emitted a golden light that enveloped the dragon at the peak of the Demon King Realm, and his body quickly shrank and was included in the golden bowl......

Su Ming smiled with satisfaction and handed the golden bowl to the monk Kongwen, "Master, help me keep it for a few days." ”

He shook his head hurriedly, "The golden bowl will be stored on you first, and then return it to me when you run out." ”

Su Ming teased: "Is Master Kongwen scared? ”

"Afraid?"

He tried his best to deny, "Do you think the old man would be afraid of a demon? ”

As he spoke, Su Ming put the golden bowl in his hand. His face changed slightly, and he threw the golden bowl away.