Chapter 121: Seeking the Skin of the Tiger

Hearing Li Chengkong speak, Su Haomiao stopped moving forward.

He grimaced and retracted his smile.

"Waste. ”

Fan Xing glanced at him with great disgust and said, "Don't you remember what I once taught you? If the snake wants to swallow the elephant, it has to show a desperate determination and hold the killing intent to die to have the possibility of success, and if you look ahead, you can only eat dead rats forever!"

"Since you don't dare to do it, go back to the palace. ”

Su Haomiao snorted: "What, Senior Brother Fan, can you survive today?"

Although he said cruel words, he still glanced at Li Chengkong fearfully and began to slowly retreat.

The three of them ignored him, and the Sky Temple Pope bowed his head slightly to Li Chengkong and asked, "Pavilion Master Li, what do you mean when you say that the White Dragon King is not dead?"

Li Chengkong had already used a charm to stop the blood surging in his eyes, but for some reason, he didn't seem to be able to restore his eyes.

He looked at the wilderness in front of him with his hollow eyes, and said, "His soul is not yet gone. ”

As a powerhouse above the eighth order, he naturally heard of the existence of souls, even if he had never explored that realm, he knew a little bit about it.

Fan Xing didn't ask about the soul, but said strangely: "Now that I have calmed down and thought about it, he died a strange death." ”

"There are two possibilities for his death. ”

Li Chengkong took over and said, "One possibility is that the power in the Dragon Pill has been exhausted. Even if he had just reached the level of the Ninth Order, but in the face of us, plus a group of masters, he still needed to squeeze his strength to the extreme, after all, he was not the one on the sea. Urging Long Dan to break through the limit of divine power attributes is to exchange life for strength for Bai Long, and in that case just now, it is also very possible for him to suddenly reach the limit and die violently. ”

"Another possibility is that he did it on his own initiative, and I don't know why. ”

"You just said, maybe? You can't know?"

Fan Xing sensed that something was wrong, and asked by glaring at Li Chengkong's empty eyes.

Li Chengkong was silent for a while.

"When the White Dragon King died, he deliberately aimed at my eyes and made a move. He said leisurely: "I can't see the past and future now." ”

Fan Xing trembled, and the body of the Sky Temple Pope on the side instantly stiffened.

"That'...... You're ...... now."

Facing Fan Xing's question, Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, soon, I will enter the first stage." ”

Hearing this, Fan Xing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but the Sky Temple Pope didn't know what was going on, he wanted to ask, but suddenly felt the cold aura rising from Fan Xing's body.

The Pope was subconsciously startled, and then suddenly remembered what Su Haomiao had said.

"Will you survive today?"

He shook slightly, and looked at Fan Xing carefully.

With a broken body, depleted divine power, and a rancid stench like a dead man, although it looks like it has a lot of energy, it may die at any time.

"When he dies, the Star Tower will no longer be able to press on top of the Sky Temple......"

For some reason, the idea popped into my head!

The Pope's breathing and heartbeat did not change in the slightest, but his eyes were a little colder.

At this moment, Fan Xing glanced at him with some feeling, and then turned to Li Chengkong and said, "Give me the four dragon pills from before." ”

Although Li Chengkong had no eyes, he still raised his eyebrows at this time.

"If you don't get together five dragon pills, you won't be able to break through Yangshou. He said, "You can't get more Yang Shou, even if you really have the opportunity to break through the ninth order in the future, you won't be able to live for a long time." ”

"No matter. ”

Fan Xing said coldly: "The White Dragon King is not dead, and his soul has not dispersed, so he is here now." If I want to force him out, I will eat the dragon pills of his four sons one by one in front of him!"

"Moreover, I can't wait for the little white dragon's dragon pill, I'm no longer good. ”

He stretched out his hand towards Li Chengkong and accentuated his tone: "Quick, give it to me!"

After Li Chengkong was silent for a few seconds, he stretched out his right hand and swiped in the air.

A circular circle appeared out of thin air, and then, the circle spun, and after a few seconds, several round, milky white things "spit out" from the circle.

This is Long Dan.

It looked unremarkable, like four round, strange eggs, floating in the air, without a trace of strength escaping.

In the wilderness, a sudden gust of wind blew.

However, Fan Xing sneered: "White Dragon King, you have a good look!"

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed a dragon pill, looked at it for a second, and laughed loudly: "I recognize this dragon pill, this is the first dragon pill I got, he seems to be your eldest son, called Bai Qifeng?"

"At the beginning, he was the first to die, because he wanted to protect his three younger brothers, hahahaha, how naΓ―ve!"

Fan Xing laughed wildly, and crushed the dragon pill in his palm, and a completely liquefied green divine power escaped from the dragon pill, floating into his mouth and nose.

In the growing yin wind, the injuries on Fan Xing's body recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even some of the white hair gradually turned gray and black.

With an extremely intoxicated expression, he grabbed the second dragon pill at once.

"I also recognize this dragon pill! He is your third son, called Bai Qiran!" he laughed and crushed the second dragon pill: "Before he died, he stupidly thought that you would come to save him!haha!"

After absorbing the second Dragon Pill, Fan Xing no longer had any wounds on his body, and even under the shocked gaze of the Sky Temple Pope, his figure rose slightly.

"The third dragon pill belongs to your second son! I remember, his name is Bai Qilin! Before he died, he tried to escape from prison and injured one of my disciples, and later, I peeled off his scales and made a treasure armor for my disciple!"

After absorbing the third Dragon Pill, Fan Xing began to grow younger.

His hair was no longer white, but black.

The wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his starry eyes became normal, revealing the whites of his eyes and eyeballs.

He became like a middle-aged man of about forty years old, from a thin and dry old man to a tall middle-aged man with a height of nearly one meter eight!

"This dragon pill belongs to your youngest son. ”

Fan Xing crushed the last dragon pill in the howling yin wind: "Bai Qihua, right? What a good name, I didn't expect that you demons would also be so good at naming names, but it's a pity, you died a miserable death! He was beaten to death by me after breaking through the limit of divine power attributes like you!"

After absorbing the last Dragon Pill, it only took him two seconds to transform into a young man in his early twenties!

The original right hand is no longer like the starry sky, with upright facial features, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a young man with a handsome face, but his eyes are like the most vicious old poisonous snake in the abyss, spitting killing intent.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Fan Xing let out a wild laugh, and at the same time, the Sky Temple Pope beside him quietly lowered his head.

On the side, Li Chengkong was silent.

At this moment, the whistling yin wind seemed to faintly form a gray outline, like a man and a dragon, fluctuating.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The gray shadow let out a palpitating yin cry and pounced on Fan Xing!

"I'm not afraid if you live, but I'm afraid of the ghost after you die?!"

The young Fan Xing let out a loud roar and slapped his palms on his chest!

"Buzz!"

After a ringing buzz, the power of heaven and earth seemed to become a cage, locking the gray shadow and making it difficult to move!

"Today, I want your soul to be gone!"

Fan Xing let out a loud shout, and the divine power as vast as the ocean and as deep as the starry sky poured out, and the gray shadow suddenly let out a terrible cry!

At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in the sky that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Fan Xing's eyes moved slightly, sensing a hint of danger.

His body retreated slightly, half a step back, and in the next moment, a flying sword condensed by pure and non-attribute divine power landed on the position where he was standing with incomparable accuracy!

"Huh?"

He tried to reach out and touch the Divine Yuan Sword, but instead of stopping in place, the sword quickly rose into the air again, swinging seemingly casually in the air.

At this moment, Fan Xing's eyes narrowed, and the Pope of the Sky Temple was also slightly stunned, while Li Chengkong on the side sighed for some reason.

The Shenyuan Sword was swung for only two or three seconds, and after that, the power that bound the gray shadow suddenly dissipated!

"You can accurately cut off my divine power?"

Fan Xing's eyes were full of madness, and when he was about to strike again, a voice came from far away in the sky.

"Qi Wanli, Bai Qiyu, hello to the three. ”

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Fan Xing was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy!

In the next second, Qi Wanli revealed his figure from the air, floating in the air, stopping in front of the gray shadow, while Bai Qiyu, who had white hair and silver eyes, showed his figure from the ground, looking at the gray shadow in the sky, with a faint sadness on his face, but he did not show too much emotion.

However, before Fan Xing could speak, Qi Wanli opened his mouth first.

"Pavilion Master Li, I thought we would be friends. ”

When Li Chengkong heard this, he smiled bitterly, but did not answer.

Fan Xing snorted, and didn't look back at Li Chengkong, but just said with a sneer: "You are Qi Wanli?" I always thought you were my enemy, but now it seems that I was wrong, but I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to send the little white dragon here...... It was so good for me!"

After that, he aimed at Bai Qiyu and stretched out his hand!

But at this moment, Qi Wanli suddenly turned his face and said a word.

"If you move her, you'll bring Homan in. ”

Fan Xing's pupils shook slightly, and he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Li Chengkong said leisurely at this time: "Some time ago, I saw the location of the little white dragon, and it was indeed on the Eastern Continent......

Fan Xing frowned, he turned to the Pope of the Sky Temple and said, "You go back." ”

The Pope was stunned.

But then, he sighed.

He knew that he didn't have the slightest status in front of this junior brother at all, after all, ...... The Sky Temple, once crushed and beaten by its own subsidiary, the Star Tower, wiped out all his ambitions.

Even when he saw Fan Xing seriously injured and dying not long ago, the little ambition that was revived was also disappeared again after the four dragon pills.

He stopped talking, nodded, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the popping sound left by breaking the sound barrier, which still reverberates.

Fan Xing coldly turned his face to Qi Wanli and said, "Give you three minutes, say everything you want to say, and then, I will decide whether to kill you or not." ”