At the entrance outside the valley.

The two sisters, Qing'er and Xian'er, stood on the side, and Uncle Tai Jing faced the three uninvited guys with bad intentions alone.

"Hey, little guy, you don't want to fight us alone, uncle kindly advises you, you will die. ”

The mustache saw Uncle Jing stopping in front of them, and reminded him kindly, but his eyes were full of banter.

"your uncle, you don't look at what you look like, you want to be my uncle, in the next life... There is no way in the next life, I will send you a word, get out!"

was immediately disgusted, Tai Shujing was really about to vomit, this person looks like this, and dares to talk like this.

"What! Stinky boy, give you some color and you'll open a dyeing shop, right? Since you're looking for death, you're welcome. ”

The mustache was criticized so directly by Uncle Jing, his face drooped down at once, and his slender eyes revealed murderous aura.

Stretching out his hand and holding it, a firewood knife appeared in the mustache's hand, which was his spirit soldier.

"Boy, seeing that I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a good time, the eighteen-style splitting brain of the mountain breaking knife. ”

As he spoke, the mustache's firewood knife was flowing with cyan spiritual power, and he stepped straight at Tai Shu Jing, raised the wood knife in his hand, and slashed it from top to bottom, and it was really aimed at Tai Shu Jing's head.

The blade of the firewood knife is shiny, not at all like an ordinary firewood knife, and the spiritual power circulates on it, giving this spirit soldier an invincible power.

Uncle Tai looked at the mustache with a smile, without any movement of his hands and feet, just standing in place, motionless, as if he was frightened and froze in place.

"Yikes... I know that he can't do it, he's going to die!"

The little girl Xian'er watched the firewood knife in the mustache's hand fall like this, and Uncle Jing's head was about to be opened, she was afraid of seeing that too bloody scene, so she hurriedly covered her eyes with both hands.

The bearded eldest brother and second brother also looked at Tai Shujing with a sneer, this is the fate of the heroes, they have really killed people and experienced the Shura field.

The path of cultivation cannot be carried out by relying on enthusiasm alone, and sometimes you have to know how to judge the situation in order to save your life and have a future.

A stunned boy like Uncle Jing, they have seen too much, and in the end, they didn't end well.

Among those present, there was only one person who believed in Tai Shujing, and that was Qing'er, and she stared at Tai Shujing for fear of missing what happened next.

Bite!

The mustache slashed at Tai Shujing's head, yes, it was slashed at Tai Shujing's head, but there was a sound like a blade slashing at a diamond, and there was no sound of a knife entering flesh and blood.

Hearing that the voice was wrong, the little girl Xian'er opened her palm, looked through her fingers, and found that the scene where Tai Shujing was opened did not happen, but stood there decently.

It's just that the mustache's knife slashed at Uncle Taijing's head without any deviation, and the blades were still attached to Uncle Jing's head.

"It's... What the hell?"

The little girl Xian'er put down her hands, her eyes were wide, her head was split, nothing happened, what the hell was going on.

"Hehe, Xiao Jing really dared to let him slash, I really don't understand what these geniuses are thinking. ”

Qing'er also smiled and shook her head, to be honest, when Tai Shujing was cut, there was still a trace of worry in her heart.

"You... You... You are... What is it? so hard!"

The mustache was the most shocked person, his firewood knife slashed at Uncle Taijing's head, as if it was cut on Shentie, and his hands were numb from the shock, is this still a human head?

"Get out!"

Tai Shujing was still looking at him with a smile, and when he was about to slap this person to death, a cold and angry female voice came from Tai Shujing.

Hearing this voice, Uncle Tai was stunned for a moment, his squinting eyes were gone, he had been holding back the inexplicable anger in his heart just now, and was about to slap him to death, but he didn't expect Xiaobai to speak before him.

Rise!

A dragon groan sounded, Xiao Bai raised himself from Uncle Taijing's shoulder, and let out a shocking dragon groan, which was mixed with spiritual power, directly shocked the mustache in front of him to vomit blood, and bounced out like a tattered rag doll.

When!

Click!

The knife-like spirit soldier fell from the mustache's hand, was shattered by the sound wave in mid-air, and shattered directly when it fell to the ground.

"Poof," the mustache felt his spirit soldier shatter, and his mind was connected, and he vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood, and fainted directly.

The sound swept towards the other two like ripples in the void, like a bamboo.

"The third child!"

The eldest and second exclaimed in surprise, and they didn't bother to check the situation of the mustache, and they sacrificed their spiritual soldiers one after another, condensing a spiritual barrier to resist the sound of the impact.

Smack!

The surrounding trees were directly shattered from their trunks, the rolling sound was monstrous, and there was spiritual power hidden in it, and what was even more terrifying was that there was a pure dragon power vented out, making this earth-shattering dragon groan become a soul-inducing soul bell.

"What the hell is going on? Where did the dragon groan come from?"

The two bosses and the second boss with a beard and a national character face have solemn faces, and the dragon moaning sound with such a strong power is definitely only a pure real dragon can do, and the compelling dragon power is definitely not their illusion.

For a while, the eldest and second felt that they seemed to have provoked someone who should not be provoked, and they originally felt that God favored them and let them find the gathering place of the Wood Spirit clan, but they didn't expect that this was directly arranging for them to come here to find death, and they thought that God had opened their eyes.

"Oh my God, what's that?"

The little girl covered her ears, her ears buzzed with the sound of the dragon's groan, and when she looked up, she saw a scene that shocked her.

Qing'er followed Xian'er's gaze, and also showed a shocked look, when she saw the dragon shadow, there were only two words in her mind, so beautiful!

The dragon's groans gradually dissipated, and I saw the little white on Uncle Taijing's shoulder rising to the sky, and the dragon body a few inches long instantly swelled, becoming more than ten zhang, lying across the sky, and the golden dragon eyes stared at the beard and the face of the Chinese character, and the coldness spread.

"Shhh

The beard and the face of the national character gasped, what is this, it can't be an illusion, this is a real dragon!

The white dragon body is like the snow on the Tianshan Mountain, the dragon scales are glowing with silver-white metallic light, the four dragon claws that flicker with cold light, people dare not approach when they look at it, the dragon horns like chalcedony go straight into the sky, and there are a few small branches, which look like a work of art composed of crystals.

Seeing Xiaobai directly show his body, Uncle Tai scratched his face, this is a little difficult, Xiaobai is obviously angry, at this time, he probably can't listen to what he says.

"Forget it, ask for yourselves. ”

Uncle Tai thought about it for a while, but decided not to interfere, what is certain is that these three people are dead, and Xiaobai will definitely turn them into ashes.

In fact, if Xiaobai doesn't make a move, Tai Shu Jing will still turn them into ashes, especially that mustache, crooked and annoying, Tai Shu Jing can't bear it for a long time.

If it wasn't for Xiaobai to strike first, the mustache just now had been slapped into scum by Uncle Jing, and now he just fainted, and then he didn't even know how he died, Xiaobai was still too kind.

"I can't spare you, dare to make a move on Jing. ”

Xiaobai spoke up, with anger and killing intent, just now it thought that Taishu Jing would stop or dodge, but he didn't expect to stand still and let the mustache slash it.

Although he couldn't hurt him at all, Xiaobai just couldn't bear it, and he had an urge to dismantle these people.

The beard and the face of the national character knew that they had hit the iron plate, and the boiling killing intent had locked the two of them, and now they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

The beard and the national character face glanced at each other, both nodded, and then looked at the snow-white dragon shadow in the sky, without the slightest fear in their eyes.

They have always lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and they don't know how many people's blood they have on their hands, so they naturally understand that one day they will be dead between heaven and earth, and they have always been prepared for this.

Maybe now is the time, but the two of them won't be restrained, even if they face the real dragon.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

The real dragon was empty, and the killing intent swept through every part of the void, and the beard and the face of the national character also released cultivation, resisting Xiaobai's might.