Because of the painting, the demon becomes a tiger, and the tiger appears and begs, "Master, Gao Ji no." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The holy monk sternly refused, "No appointment, no appointment, no appointment, no appointment for poor monks." ”

So the tiger became a human being, and discussed the philosophy of the universe with the holy monk, and the holy monk died. But before he died, he left behind a golden Buddha light.

This golden Buddha light originally belonged to the base of the old fayette, but the base Buddha and it had no chance, the Buddha chose the master, and selected the little fresh meat base old Zhao Jilong. Boom, the light of the Buddha penetrated into the sea of life of the fresh meat base old, and hung in the sky, auspicious clouds surged, and the base qi came from the east.

In the midst of that surging base gas, there is a drop of pure base oil, flawless and blemish-free.

Brush brush brush, brush brush. The Buddha's light was attracted by the pure base oil, and immediately transformed into vajra bracelets, Buddha relics, Yingluo, crown covers, prayer beads, bone flutes, etc., flying around the base oil.

Sealed within the base oil was a wisp of Zhao Jilong's divine consciousness, which appeared in the form of an eye, sweeping the sea of life for any changes. Through the eyes in the base oil, Zhao Jilong can also know how to use the Buddha's light, and there are two choices in front of the fresh meat base elder, one is to absorb it completely. Second, parasitism, Zhao Jilong is the container is the carrier, offering the golden Buddha light, and when he encounters danger, the Buddha light will give back to help him solve the calamity.

"The Buddha light is mine, and the medicine Buddha King Flower is also mine. Recognized by the golden Buddha light, Zhao Jilong was not satisfied. Fresh Meat Ji Lao's gaze stopped on Ji Lao Fayette's arm, "The Buddha flower and Ji Fo's arm have not been fully connected, I still have a chance." ”

I thought about it, so the little fresh meat Ji Lao snubbed the dragon clan's great power.

Although Aotian is comparing himself with Ji Lafayette and Ji Rulai, that is not his purpose, he came here for Zhao Jilong. Discussing philosophy with a master is nothing but an unexpected variable, and the joy of a variable is to be able to Gao Ji.

"Master, we left the place. "Silverscale Dragon Road. "Today, we are not our opponents of Long Aotian. If we are enemies of him, most of us will not be able to protect our flowers. ”

"My spear, why are you afraid of Aotian?" Zhao Jilong smiled. "Don't worry, with me here, my aunt can wash the railway. ”

It was decided, Zhao Jilong did not want to coexist with the Buddha light, and he decided to absorb it completely!

The little fresh meat base old man's mind was settled, and the drop of base oil floating above his sea of life expanded rapidly, with a diameter of more than ten zhang, like a crystal clear glass ball. Suddenly, the base oil cracked, and the terrifying vortex suction pulled the golden relics, bodhi seeds, treasures, diamond bracelets, etc., pulling them into the base oil, and once they entered, they were imprisoned, and it was difficult to break out.

Bang! The two halves of the split base oil are combined into one again, inside, the golden light bursts out, the Buddha qi transforms into a flying sky, rising, singing and dancing lightly in the base oil, glamorous but not demonic, beautiful and vulgar.

The base oil, which was more than ten feet in diameter, gradually shrank inward, and in a few moments, it turned into a drop of base oil again, but it was no longer colorless, but golden.

Ji Lao hides and hides his oil field, and he doesn't want to easily tell anyone, even if it's a close relative, the best friend. The same is true of Zhao Jilong, he has already refined the base oil field and the sea of life, his sea of life has six sea eyes, one of which looks no different from the other five, but it is Zhao Jilong's oil field, the oil field that contains the base oil.

The base oil that devoured the golden Buddha light was a drop of Zhao Jilong's natal base oil, which was precious and abnormal, and it was rare in the world.

The natal base oil of the base oil is not like the ordinary base oil, and it will not regenerate if it disappears.

Zhao Jilong dared to use the natal base oil as a container to hold the golden Buddha light of the holy monk, in addition to being confident enough in himself, he had other ideas. "I have heard the deeds of that holy monk, who is not close to the basic color, but is devoured by the demons in his heart. As for the demon in the heart of the holy monk, he finally appeared in the image of Pian Pian Ji Lao, and ate the holy monk in every sense. After eating the holy monk, the demon never appeared again, so he also. I'm afraid that he didn't go far, but stayed in the golden Buddha light!"

Thinking that the demon in the heart of the holy monk was also in his own sea of life, the little fresh meat was suddenly born, and the bright light burst out, and even the Armstrong Gyroscope was more energetic, and he trembled hundreds of times without stopping.

"I'm Zhao Jilong, why not be afraid of demons. What kind of old man will the holy monk's inner demon become, I'm looking forward to it. Xiao Xianrou said excitedly.

"Master, why are you smiling so much? The silver-scaled dragon wondered.

"No, it's a pure smile. Zhao Jilong corrected.

"You say yes, that's it. "The Dragon's Way of Silver Scales.

"Hahahaha, I'm here, my name is Marioki, and my favorite food is mushrooms, character, M. Attributes, Ki Lao. A loud voice rang out abruptly.

The power of the Grass Horse clan has finally arrived. He did not manifest in his true form, but in human form.

Grabbing a wrench in his right hand, and holding an indescribable Armstrong Boom Boom with a high gloss in his left hand, well, it was taken from the original owner anyway, and at this point, the fresh rolling pin was placed in Marioki's mouth.

"Wonderful world, delicious mushrooms, beautiful Ki Lao. That's what I want to do. Mario Kee said to himself.

"It's a grass horse!"

The dragon clan said angrily. "What have you done here? My Aotian clan and the grass horse clan have a feud, and they will tear up when they meet, and the grass horse in front of me has changed so high //// state index!"

"It's me, my name is Marioki. The power of the grass horse clan laughed. "Grass Ni Horse is just a general term, and our people are also divided into small grass neon horses, medium grass neon horses, big grass neon horses, and special grass neon horses. And I belong to the last type, the highest rank of grass neon horses. Marioki said triumphantly.

"Grass. The dragon roared. "It doesn't matter who you are, remember, if you disturb my Yaxing, you are a sinner, and a thousand deaths are not enough to appease my wrath. ”

Long Aotian is serious. He immediately abandoned the two masters, and the dragon's tail slashed sharply at Marioki.

"It's just a long worm, and he dares to put Dior in front of me. Marioky sneered, and with a snort, the Armstrong Boom in his left hand threw out and headed for the dragon's tail.

Boom! Aotian's Tail slashes the Armstrong Boom Boom that Marioki throws out.

"Hehe, tear it up. ”

Brush.

Marioki disappeared in place, his speed fast.

"Die, Aotian!"

The wrench in Marioki's right hand shone brightly, and the suffocating energy surged forward, and a terrifying storm instantly took shape, swept up the ground, and struck the dragon's arrogance.

"Ola Ola Ola!"

Long Aotian roared.

The dragon power once again used his stunt "Tsundere Fist", and countless fists were overwhelming.

Bang, bang, bang.

One by one, glowing fists smashed on the outside of the energy storm, stirring up thousands of energy light arrows, fluttering, fluttering!

"Proud dragon power, your fate is already doomed. Marioki is destined to be proud of the Armstrong Boom Boom Boom Cannon, "Good mushroom, one foot above the ground, it won't feel too bad if you think about it." It's mine!" The great power of the Grass Horse Clan was overjoyed and praised loudly.

"Good, I'm short of contract beasts. The grass horse in front of me is extraordinary, and it can be my foot strength. "Little Fresh Meat Base Old Zhao Jilong caught Marioji's attention.

"Silver Scale Spear, follow me on the march. ”

Zhao Jilong carried the dragon spear and locked on the powerful aura of the special grass neon horse, "Accept my contract and feel the temperature of my Armstrong Boom Boom Boom Boom ”

Teng snorted.

Zhao Jilong hired Ting away, like willow branches in the wind, swaying and dancing.

"Hmph, just humans, it's hard to sit on my proud back. Marioki glanced at Zhao Jilong, not taking him to heart.

But this young man's Armstrong Boom Boom is beautiful and can be taken off!, Marioki thought to himself. He has lived for several epochs, and although he has been asleep most of the time, Cao Ni Ma's powerful vision is still very clever, as long as he sweeps it with his eyes, he knows the quality of the other party's (silenced) bar.

There is no doubt that Zhao Jilong's Armstrong Boom Boom T

"Dragon Candle!"

Suddenly, Long Aotian's blood mouth opened, and a candle appeared in his mouth, the candlelight swaying, and the brilliance was glazed. Whee, the candle flew out. The candle flame is not extinguished, and the flame is fluttering upward.

"It's a dragon candle!"

The power of the clan was amazed.

"Long Aotian, I didn't expect you to already have a dragon candle!" said Marioki.

There is an unwritten rule in the dragon clan that to judge whether a dragon is a good dragon or not, it depends on whether he has a dragon candle. Both male and female dragons follow this rule.

"It's a dragon candle!"

The silver-scaled dragon said jealously. It doesn't have a dragon candle.

In a word, if you have a dragon candle, you are a high-end base elder, no, it is a base dragon.

Long Candle Fang Fu left Aotian and quickly became larger, hundreds of meters high, and the candlelight swayed, like a fire tree and silver flowers, which was breathtaking. After staring at the candlelight for a long time, people will really be attracted to it, like a moth to the fire, unstoppable, unable to stop.

The great power of the grass neon horse clan said happily: "Good candle, good candle!" I have long wanted to have a candle, I can play a wax game with my friends, Aotian, you personally give me a candle, how can I refuse. ”

Tread, tread, tread.

Marioki took a few steps, and the dragon candle in the vertical air, the grass and the horse were in a hurry to make a move, for fear of falling behind. In fact, except for Marioki, everyone really wants to get the dragon candle of Aotian. At least the silver-scaled dragon didn't have that idea, because ......

The dragon candle that has been sacrificed does not recognize other owners except for its owner. The dragon dies and the candle goes out, without exception. In other words, if Long Aotian dies, his dragon candle will also disappear.

Smack! The grass horse waved his palm and slapped it at the dragon candle, "Ah, my hand." My hands!" Marioki said in pain, his hands covered in a layer of wax that he couldn't shake off.

The wax oil of the dragon candle went all the way up Marioki's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it had already devoured his entire right arm, and it was still rushing towards his incense /// shoulder.

"I want to take away my dragon candle, grass neon horse, I just want to say a cursive word to you. Long Zhu said with a smile.

"Good opportunity. ”

Zhao Jilong said happily. He saw the opportunity and immediately made a move, but the little fresh meat base didn't want Marioki to die here, "You are my mount, accept your fate." ”

With a long groan, Zhao Jilong danced the dragon spear, and the people followed the gun, and the base qi was like an abyss like the sea, surging towards Marioji.

Cao Ni Ma Da Neng is still struggling with wax oil, "Damn, why can't you get rid of it." Marioki exasperated. He also sensed Zhao Jilong's thoughts, "Ignorant child, how dare you play me and let me be your mount?" It's really possible! Because I'm an M. Marioki worked his mana, gathered on his right arm, and the boiling candle oil exploded.

"Human guy smash, come on, if you want to ride me, I'll just lie down!" Marioki said loudly.

He doesn't care about the dragon candle anymore, Gao Ji always wants it.

"Grass, senior, your festival is gone. The spear head of the dragon lance turned into a dragon head, and he couldn't help but roar. "The predecessor is the power of the Wulong clan, how can I rush to Gao because my master has a big chatter. Be reserved, dare not be reserved. I'm embarrassed!" said the silver-scaled dragon again.

"Nani!" "The dragon clan knelt down, "Yinchan, is it the beauty of subtlety that is popular now, before I fell asleep, Zhongji didn't play like this, who did we fall into, just lie down, hair and hair." ”

"Please, senior. Fashion trends change when they say, and if you don't keep up with the situation, you're a waste dragon!"

The silver-scaled dragon said triumphantly.

Then the dragon Aotian and the grass horse power Marioki were silent, both of them were poor people abandoned by fashion, at this time they need skateboard shoes, (muffled) rub, (muffled) wipe, it is better to give (muffled) the skin of their little friends to (muffled) bleeding.

The two powers who didn't know the realm were listening to their own speeches, and Yinlong felt very pleased, "Oh, has my time come, the powers respect me very much!"

"Boy, tell me who the most popular combination is today!" said Cao Ni Ma Neng coldly.

"Senior, you are really too old! The most famous combination at the moment is, of course, the forgetting brother who killed Matt and the young master who buried love!"

"Brother Forgetful?"

"Bury the young master?"

Long Aotian and Marioki couldn't understand what the Silver Scale Dragon was talking about, and question marks popped up in their heads.

"Yes, Brother Forgetful and Young Master Funeral Love swept all the popular lists, whether it is a pop song or a fashion exhibition, the two super killer Matt are the brightest twin stars among the stars. ”

"Countless nobles who killed Matt were all injured because of the appearance of the young master, on the one hand, they were ashamed of themselves, less than one thousandth of the young master who was buried and loved, and secondly, they were desperate, because it was difficult to stand shoulder to shoulder with the young master in their lifetime, let alone surpass him. Funeral love young master is already a super killer Matt like a mountain. ”

"Until one day, the world of killing Matt ushered in another super nobleman, Brother Forgetfulness! Brother Forget also has a relative, whose name is Brother Forget, Brother Forget Ai brought the culture of Killing Matt to a new peak, and then retired, and never appeared again, but there are legends of him everywhere in the rivers and lakes. Later, there were a lot of forgotten brothers in the killing of Matt, but they were just vain, and it was difficult to compare with the first generation of forgotten brothers. ”

"Brother Forget is already a winner in life, but his relative Brother Forget Love is even better, he is talented in killing Matt, and he is independent and independent,"

"The appearance of Brother Forgetfulness completely broke the legend of the young master who buried Ai and killed Matt alone, and since then, the two super killers have laughed proudly and become friends, walking into the world of killing Matt hand in hand, leading another myth. ”

The silver-scaled dragon is like a few treasures, telling the deeds of forgetting the love brother and burying the young master, the dragon Aotian and Marioki were stunned when they heard it, and they all thought, why can't I follow them, and it also led to a legend.

There is a tacit understanding, the dragon Aotian and Marioki looked at each other at the same time, crackling, crackling, there was a base in the air to split, and the flowers of friendship opened as soon as they were spoken.

"Ahh Mario Kee said to himself.

"Grass! Marioki's hat isn't green enough, I need to do my best!" said the dragon.