"Boom"

Shang Biao dodged the killing of the wooden dragon in embarrassment, and before he could breathe, the gray tarsal bone poisonous mist spread over relentlessly.

"Quack"

The moon toad took the initiative to jump out of the spirit beast bag on Shang Biao's body, and the frog's mouth opened and swallowed at the tarsal poisonous mist.

"I almost forgot about your little thing, I finally didn't raise you in vain."

The most difficult tarsal poisonous mist was solved, Shang Biao straightened his body, and quickly cast a spell in the process of dodging the wooden dragon.

As Shang Biao pinched the trick, the magic sword gradually lit up with a dazzling light, scorching and shining, like a small sun.

"Beidou burns bones, Siming breaks the wreckage, the divine sword is cut down, ten thousand ghosts collapse by themselves, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, and the fire is like a law, and it is dead!"

The magic sword was activated, and with the masculine aura that destroyed all evils, it locked the breath of Li Guishan God, no matter how he dodged, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Ding"

The vine cane pressed against the edge of the magic sword, making a sound like the collision of gold and iron.

The accumulated dehydration yin thunder finally fell at this moment, but it was no longer the spherical plasma of the past, but a roaring thunder dragon.

With the increase in the skill level of the Decanter Water Yin Thunder, Shang Biao's manipulation of the thunder has become more subtle. I have to say that the talent of the good soul in the performance of the Dao method is far from being comparable to that of the evil soul.

Just by seeing a real dragon a few times, he can condense the thunder into a dragon form, changing the previous rough release method.

It's not for nothing that the near-perfect creature of the dragon is the first choice for some high-end spell mimics, and the difference is like evolving from a low-level fireball to a flameburst.

The roaring thunder dragon swallowed the grass and wood spirit possessed by the Li Ghost Mountain God in one bite, although the vine cane was hindered by the magic sword and could not be withdrawn, but the mountain god was not a character who sat still.

Dense vines rose from the ground to resist the tearing of the thunder, and the vines known as the forbidden spirit could not stop the thunder after all, and a large section of the vines vaporized, and the god Li Guishan showed a resolute and distorted expression on his face under the dazzling electric light.

A demon pill as gray as a tarsal bone poisonous mist spit out from his mouth, the target was locked, and the demon pill turned into a streamer of light and went straight to Shang Biao's location.

"Time stands still!"

The divine power was activated, and the demon pill suddenly levitated less than an inch in front of Shang Biao.

Shang Biao was short and dodged the fatal blow. At the same time, a ray of pitch-black flames shot out from the eyes of the good soul clone who was hiding in the water, and wrapped around the demon pill, and the rich demonic aura made a wisp of immortal hell Yan instantly swell into a fireball.

After a short moment, the divine power failed, and the demon pill continued to shoot, but it lost the target of Shang Biao's tracking.

"Boom~"

The lake in the old dragon pool stirred up an uproar, and after the demon pill fireball entered the water, it burned even more fiercely.

The confrontation between the thunder dragon and the mountain god's body also came to an end at the moment when the demon pill failed. A vine dozens of feet long and as thick as a bucket lay in the pit of soil that had vaporized into a glass-like shape, twitching constantly.

The vines were charred black, and the color of the body could not be seen, only wisps of white smoke from the high-temperature combustion slowly drifted away.

"Escape, but can you escape!"

The good soul jumped out of the water, and Shang Biao sneered after the good and evil became one.

"Actor Shang Biao killed Shan Mei and rewarded him with a salary of 500."

After receiving the notice from the theater, Shang Biao knew that Han Er had completed the interception and killing of the Li Ghost Mountain God.

It's just a hard battle, but he didn't see the appearance of this mountain charm body, which made him a little regretful.

Take out the mountain god seal and continue refining, hoping to become this Liupan Mountain God before the Jinghe Dragon Ball is formed. When the time comes, you may be able to taste the waterlogged bones.

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and a familiar dragon power fell from the sky, and the dragon source that Shang Biao had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared next to the old dragon pool.

Shang Biao, who was hiding in the Liupan Mountain Temple, opened his eyes, and the dragon scales in his hand had been crushed.

In front of the old dragon pool, Long Yuan, who turned into a human form, did not come alone.

Beside him stood a beautiful girl dressed in palace clothes, looking at the two short dragon horns on her forehead, she was also a dragon.

"Tsk, Uncle Ao Yan's temper is still so irritable, and a good Dragon Palace has been destroyed like this, it's a pity that you have accumulated thousands of years of Jinghe."

The girl's melodious voice like a yellow bird made Long Yuan's face on the side even more cold, but he didn't say anything to refute it.

"Let's go, hurry up and take out the Dragon Ball, maybe you can still avoid Uncle Ao Yan."

"The old dragon in Dongting Lake is not worried about the Jinghe Dragon Ball for a day or two, how could he miss this time to pick fruits."

Long Yuan said in a gloomy voice, if he could secretly take the Dragon Ball, why did he ask for help.

"It's really troublesome, people still want to go to Chang'an to taste the new dim sum launched by Yunwulou."

"If Ao Qiong's niece leaves now, Uncle will bring the cook from the Cloud Tower, so you can eat as many snacks as you want."

In the distant sky, with these words, two true dragons, one blue and one black, flew quickly.

"Hehe, Uncle Ao Chen, you are much more stingy than Long Yuan, and you want to send your niece away with a few plates of snacks."

Ao Qiong was not surprised, and after the blue dragon landed, she said coquettishly in that pleasant voice.

"It's actually you, a little guy, how can Ao Hao be willing to let you out of the East China Sea."

It was Ao Yan who spoke, and it seemed that he was an old acquaintance with this dragon girl.

"Hey, people don't want to leave the East China Sea. Ao Lie's unlucky bastard doesn't know who slaughtered him, and his father was summoned to heaven, and only I, the elder sister, could avenge him. ”

Ao Qiong's words shocked Shang Biao, who was hiding on the side, sure enough, the revenge of the East China Sea has come.

"This king said that Ao Lie's kid has a short-lived appearance, and he is just right to die, and the province will be a shame on my dragon clan."

Ao Yan said disapprerovantly, and didn't regard Ao Lie's death as a big deal.

Ao Chen, the Dragon Monarch of Dongting Lake beside him, showed an angry expression on his face, Long Wei waved, and said angrily: "Who dares to harm my Dragon Clan Prince, can my niece find the murderer?" ”

"How can it be so fast, people are not stupid, kill my stupid brother, and obediently wait for us to find the door.

However, he asked about the murderer's appearance from the mouth of the land, and maybe he had to borrow the help of two uncles to find the man. ”

The more Shang Biao listened, the more shocked he became, the land in Linhe City was still alive, which was a bit troublesome.

I made up my mind that this Dragon Ball competition seems to be unable to show up, otherwise it will be really troublesome to be recognized by the dragon girl.

"Well said, well said. Can the niece hand over this dragon source to this king, there are some things that we have to solve with our son-in-law. ”

Ao Chen looked at Long Yuan, the smile on his face quickly faded, and only the cold killing intent remained.

"That's not possible, my father has decided to recognize him as his godson, so Long Yuan is now my godbrother. You said that it is not easy for me to be a sister, and I have to avenge that dead ghost brother, and I have to help this godbrother support the field, which is really annoying. ”

Ao Qiong put his hand on Long Yuan's shoulder and made a look of embarrassment.