Hearing the words of the old voice, Lan Fengruo lowered his head for a while.

At this moment, Qinglin's eyes flickered, and he spoke: "Senior, please come out and see you!"

"See, you scum of the green dragon lineage, you also deserve to see the old man, get out of here quickly, the old man will spare your life for the sake of the same vein!"

The old voice came out again.

"If the seniors don't dare to meet, then you are not qualified to order me!"

The respectful look on Qinglin's face instantly weakened, and a sneer emerged.

"You scum, you're really looking for death!"

The old voice came out again.

"If you want to kill me, your predecessors must show up first!"

The sneer on the corner of Qinglin's mouth was even more obvious.

He had already seen that this so-called mysterious master might be a person whose cultivation was not as good as his own, pretending to be a god, otherwise he would not dare to appear.

"Well, since you are looking for death today, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

The old voice came out again, and then in the void, pieces of blood-colored dragon patterns immediately appeared.

Seeing this scene, Qinglin's eyes changed, but then he sneered: "It's just a dragon pattern, I still think it's something strange!"

"Female doll, go, kill this scum!"

The old voice came out again.

"Senior, I'm ......"

Lan Fengruo's face was bitter, this senior was too strange, if he had enough strength, would he still come to such a point?

"With your cultivation when you first entered the Qi Gathering Realm, there should be no problem in bearing the seventh-level dragon pattern!"

At the same time as the old man's voice came out, in the void, the blood-colored dragon pattern changed, and it instantly became extremely complicated.

"It's ...... Rank 7 Dragon Pattern ......"

In the first level, Qinglin walked through the six-hundredth major formation, and chose to enter the second level.

The horror of the seventh-level dragon pattern, although he had not yet been exposed to it, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for ordinary people to comprehend the seventh-level dragon pattern.

On this side, Lan Fengruo's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out an elixir from the ring and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

This elixir is a great pill.

In an instant, Lan Fengruo's injuries healed, even if Lan Fengruo recovered from his injuries before, he was not Qinglin's opponent, and the difference between the two cultivators was too great, but Lan Fengruo knew that there was a mysterious predecessor to help him now.

"Where did the old guy come from, pretending to be a ghost, Lao Tzu will subdue this little girl first, and then settle accounts with you!"

Qing Lin had a bad premonition, and with a loud shout, he took out a wooden knife from the acceptance ring and slashed directly towards Lan Fengruo.

In an instant, the vitality roared, turning into ten zhang sword qi, and this ten zhang sword qi transformed into seven sword shadows in the sky.

Xuan-level supreme martial arts: Phantom Seven Swords!

This martial art is the most powerful martial art in Qinglin, he doesn't dare to take it lightly at the moment, and he is a killer as soon as he comes up.

Lan Fengruo's face changed drastically, she knew her strength, and she couldn't dodge this knife.

"Seventh-level speed dragon pattern, seventeen!"

At this moment, the old man's voice came, and in the void, seventeen blood-colored dragon patterns roared out directly and landed on Lan Fengruo's body.

At this moment, Lan Feng only felt that his body was extremely light, and as soon as his body moved, it immediately turned into a streamer, and he directly dodged Qinglin's phantom seven swords.

"Damn it!"

Qinglin saw the situation, and his eyes changed.

Lan Fengruo's face was overjoyed, and with the power of the dragon pattern, the speed of the whole person reached the extreme, and he killed towards Qinglin.

Qinglin's speed is no longer comparable to Lan Fengruo's, he simply doesn't compare his speed anymore, just waiting for Lan Fengruo to make a move, and when he sees Lan Fengruo coming, he will slash out.

This time, Lan Feng avoided it dangerously.

In this way, Lan Fengruo can't help Qinglin, and Qinglin can't catch up with Lan Fengruo.

"Seventh-level power dragon pattern, thirteen!"

The old voice came again, and in the void, thirteen blood-colored dragon patterns fell directly on Lan Fengruo's body.

At this moment, Lan Fengruo's body shook again, and at this moment, Lan Fengruo only felt that his physical strength had increased by more than five times.

Seeing the huge qi that was splitting, he didn't even use the blue silk silk, but directly punched out without any fancy punches.

This punch roared with vitality.

The strength has reached a terrifying 50,000 catties!

"Boom!"

That sword qi was directly shattered by this punch.

Qing Lin was shocked and spurted blood, took a few steps back, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Lan Fengruo, even if someone helps, you are not the opponent of this prince, Qinglong has changed!"

Between the words, the scales on Qinglin's body were instantly covered, and his hands also turned into dragon claws, but he did not give birth to a dragon tail, and there were no dragon horns on the sides of his head. Only when the bloodline concentration reaches sixty can the second form of the green dragon be cast to completely dragonize, and now the green forest can only cast the first form.

But even so, his aura also increased in an instant, and he directly reached the peak of the Great Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm, and he was also very close to the Qi Transformation Realm.

"Kill!"

Qinglin was already furious, a pair of dragon claws changed one after another, and in the sky, two cyan giant claws condensed by vitality appeared.

Xuan-level ultimate martial art: Green Dragon Tearing Claw!

Then, these two cyan giant claws came directly towards Lan Fengruo.

"Dragon's right palm!"

At this moment, the old voice came out.

Lan Fengruo did not hesitate, and immediately cast the Qinglong Transformation, her bloodline concentration was far inferior to Qinglin, and at this moment, she could only achieve a complete dragon transformation of her right hand and turn into a dragon claw!

"Seventh-level strength dragon pattern, fifty-three!"

"Seventh-level speed dragon pattern, thirty-one!"

"Level 7 defensive dragon pattern, forty-two!"

The old man's voice sounded continuously, and immediately a dragon pattern all fell on Lan Fengruo's dragonized right claw.

If Lan Feng understood, all the vitality was condensed on the right palm in an instant, and a giant palm of vitality was condensed.

At the same time, with the blessing of strength, speed, and defensive dragon patterns, the power of this palm was extremely terrifying, and without the slightest hesitation, this palm slapped directly towards the two cyan giant claws.

"Boom!"

The two cyan giant claws were directly defeated by Lan Fengruo's palm.

And Lan Fengruo's cyan giant palm also collapsed.

It can be said that with the help of the dragon pattern, the two are now comparable in combat power.

Qinglin gritted his teeth and said: "Come again!"

Immediately, it rushed out again and killed Lan Fengruo.

"Eighth-level dragon pattern, possibly bearable?"

In the void, an old voice came.

"Yes!"

Lan Fengruo gritted his teeth!

"Eighth-level strength dragon pattern, three!"

"Eighth-level speed dragon pattern, five!"

"Level 8 Defense Dragon Pattern, two!"

The old man's voice came again, and many blood-colored dragon patterns fell directly on Lan Fengruo's body.

"Kill!"

Lan Fengruo's combat power has increased again at this moment.

"Poof......

Qinglin's blood spurted wildly, flying upside down, and his whole person was extremely weak.

And at this moment, Lan Fengruo's face suddenly turned pale, and he instantly felt that he didn't have half the strength in his body, and the whole person was shaky.

Although the dragon pattern blessing can enhance combat power, the consumption of one's own physical strength is also huge.

At this moment, if Lan Feng's physical strength was exhausted, he could no longer bear the dragon pattern.

"Lan Fengruo, today you are destined to fall into the hands of Lao Tzu!"

Qinglin was seriously injured, but he still had some physical strength, and he held the wooden sword in his hand and walked towards Lan Fengruo step by step.

At this moment, Lan Fengruo's eyes were complicated.

She's waiting......

"That's it, the old man still has to make a move!"

At this moment, the voice behind Qinglin sounded, his face changed, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw a black stone smashing towards him.

"Bang!"

This stone is sinking vigorously, and the hardness of the emptiness is comparable to that of a Xuan-level weapon, Qinglin was seriously injured, and this time, he was smashed and fainted.

"Eh, it hurts to death, it's empty......"

"Shut up!"

At this moment, the voice is not so old.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in Lan Fengruo's eyes: "Silver face, it's really you......"

"Still discovered!"

In the void, Gu Feng, who was wearing a black cloak, his figure was revealed, Gu Feng was still wearing a silver mask, although it was damaged before, but this hunt, he prepared several silver masks, just in case.

At this moment, Gu Feng's face was a little helpless, he shouldn't have taken care of today's idle matter.

"Silverface, why did you come here, did you come to save me?"

Lan Fengruo spoke with joy.

"Just passing by, just do it!"

Gu Feng's words fell, and he walked towards Qinglin.

Listening to Gu Feng's ruthless and bland words, Lan Fengruo couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart, looked at Gu Feng again, and immediately spoke: "You can't kill him, he is the seventeenth prince, if he dies, because the blood is connected, the Holy Emperor can instantly feel where you are, and you will definitely die at that time!"

"Who said I'm going to kill him?"

Gu Feng spoke casually.

"Then you are ......"

"Enter!"

Gu Feng spoke, and a dragon pattern punched into Qinglin's head.

"Ahh

The unconscious Qinglin roared, then his eyes shook and he fainted again.

"He's ......"

"He's going to be an idiot from now on!"

Gu Feng said lightly, what he had just entered was a tenth-level dragon pattern, and only the soul of a third-step martial artist could withstand it, and this time he rushed into Qinglin's brain, it was strange that he didn't become an idiot.

Beat the prince of a state into an idiot, this ......

"You don't have to ...... for me"

If Lan Feng knew that everything was because of her today, the silver face had never been exposed, but it was her, this Qinglin would inevitably trouble her in the future, although he was a city of Tianjiao, but the other party was a prince......

"Don't be sentimental, I'm not trying to help you today, but for his bloodline, I pumped his blood, he will definitely retaliate against me in the future, so I did it for my own safety, it has nothing to do with you, I don't want others to carry the black pot for me!"

Gu Feng spoke, and then his palm was directly pressed on Qinglin's head.

When Lan Fengruo heard this, the look in his eyes instantly dimmed.

Gu Feng's current blood vein concentration is thirty-two.

And Qinglin's is forty-one.

With Gu Feng's absorption, something that Gu Feng never dreamed of happened.

The blood veins of this Qinglin poured into Gu Feng's body, and the concentration of Gu Feng's blood veins increased rapidly, and the green dragon blood of Qinglin could be completely absorbed by Gu Feng without the slightest waste.

Gu Feng only felt that the green dragon blood in his body was boiling!

Lan Fengruo's eyes widened on the side, she didn't expect this scene.

After three breaths.

"Ahh

In Gu Feng's mouth, he couldn't help but roar.

At this moment, Qinglin's bloodline was drained, and Gu Feng's bloodline concentration reached seventy-three!

PS: The third update is here!