"His bloodline concentration is not enough, so he captured that red dragon and refined it."

The dark green eyes of the red-robed woman of the Immortal Crane looked at the overwhelming flames, without a trace of fear, but looked at the feminine man who grabbed Su Bufan's neck and said.

"There's another person on top of that red dragon."

The feminine man said with deep eyes.

"Kill."

The Immortal Crane Red Robe woman's sleeve robe was lightly raised, and a few strands of white silk shot out, restraining Su Bufan's entire body. The intersection of each white silk thread happened to be Su Bufan's Upper Star Cave and Fengfu Cave, so that Su Bufan was indifferent even if he broke free.

"Yes."

The feminine man smiled slightly, and he stretched out the blue cloud dragon pattern belt in his hand, and the bright red stone in the center of the belt emitted a red light to envelop the feminine man.

The flames in the sky actually avoided the feminine man.

And the monk who had been standing behind the red-robed woman of the crane stepped in front of the red-robed woman of the crane, his hands were folded, and the golden demon-slaying pestle in his palm emitted dazzling golden light.

The golden light formed a golden bell jar, enveloping the monk and the red-robed woman of the crane.

The flames fell on the golden bell jar, and the flame burned in every way, and the golden bell jar stood still, but rang out a bell, and the ripples dispersed many flames.

The Taoist in the blue and white robe saw the flames in the sky suddenly approaching, not only did he not panic, but smiled lightly, turned his hand and took out a red crow pattern pot.

I saw that this person gently opened the red crow pattern pot, and suddenly a huge fire crow suddenly flew out, and the red beak of the bird opened lightly, and the flames in the sky were absorbed by it in an instant.

Its huge body carried extremely strong heat, and its wings flicked lightly, and the flames lingered, and the sea water around it burned not a single seawater, only smoke.

"Take it back, it will destroy my formation."

The red-robed woman of the Immortal Crane looked back at the Taoist in the blue and white robe and said.

The blood-colored formation patterns on the Tear Shark Hill composed of the blood of the mermaids also faintly showed signs of drying up.

The Taoist in the blue and white robe glanced at the woman in the red robe with a pair of kind eyes, and gently patted the red crow pattern pot on his hand four times, and the fire crow flew back into the red crow pattern pot.

The surrounding sea water has just submerged the sea vacuum area brought by the appearance of the fire crow just now.

The flames in the sky dissipated, and the figure of the red dragon suddenly appeared.

"Is my first enemy you choose? That's really visionless. ”

The feminine man looked at the red dragon that swam towards him like lightning, turned his neck, and said with a faint smile on his face.

The red lightning suddenly roared and flickered as the red dragon approached.

"Are you red dragons gone except for the true fire of the two and this red lightning? If that's all there is to it, it's very boring. ”

The feminine man opened his hands, a hint of ruthlessness appeared on his gentle face, and he was ready to pull out the horns of this red dragon first, and then pull out its dragon tendons.

The autumn clothes on his body agitated, revealing the water-sheltering clothes he was wearing inside.

The lightning slashed at the feminine man's body before the red dragon, and the red lightning flashed like a raging red thunder pool. But the feminine man was not afraid, but sneered.

"Heaven help me!"

Behind the feminine man, a phantom suddenly appeared, wearing a jasper crown, a jade robe, a blue silk ribbon tied around his waist, and a red banner in his hand.

The flags moved, and the thunder and fire began.

Even though the surging red thunder pool was struck by lightning in a thousand ways, it made the feminine man enjoy it very much, and his body suddenly jumped, appearing in front of the red dragon, grabbing the red dragon horn that wanted to take Su Bufan away.

"Such a pure and thick Dumadhi True Fire and Red Lightning are not something that ordinary red dragons can use."

The feminine man smiled slightly and looked at the crystal clear dragon horn he caught, a trace of ruthlessness flashed under his warm eyes, and he was about to break the red dragon horn first.

A pair of cold hands rested on the backs of his hands.

"The phantom behind you is Zhao Tianjun of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Monarchs of the Thunder Department?"

Su Yuanbai raised his head slightly and looked at the phantom figure behind this feminine man, and a vague memory vaguely appeared in his mind, this person had seen it before.

"You're right, it's that Zhao Tianjun."

The feminine man smiled lightly, flipped his hands, took the initiative to hold Su Yuanbai's cold hands covering the backs of his hands, and then slammed them outward.

Motionless.

Seeing this, Ao Ning immediately bit off the silk thread suspended in mid-air, and was about to escape from here with Su Bufan.

"Stop playing."

The Taoist in the blue and white robe raised his eyes to look at the feminine man who was holding Su Yuanbai's ten fingers in the distance, and he took out a golden rope from the robe without hurry.

"Go."

The Taoist in the blue and white robe drank lightly.

The golden rope suddenly turned into a golden light, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Ao Ning's side, suddenly tied her, and fell heavily on the Tear Shark Hill.

"Run!"

Ao Ning bit off all the silk threads wrapped around Su Bufan's body, spit out Su Bufan and said.

"Who released you from the stake?!"

But Su Bufan did not escape, but swam to Ao Ning's side, pulling the golden rope that bound Ao Ning with all his might. But this golden rope, no matter how hard Su Bufan pulled, it shrank even tighter.

"Look smaller!"

Su Bufan said anxiously.

Ao Ning's body became smaller, but the golden rope also became smaller.

"If you get bigger and see if you can go up!"

Su Bufan looked up at the monk and the red-robed woman in the crane who were walking towards them on the Tearful Shark Hill, and said to Ao Ning.

Ao Ning's body became larger, but the golden rope strangled Ao Ning's dragon body, strangling out blood marks, and there was no trace of the golden rope being destroyed.

"Why do you have to care about me? I've said I'm not going to worry about you. ”

Su Bufan gently hugged Ao Ning and said helplessly.

"You said that one day husband and wife are one hundred days, how can I ignore you. What's more, I know that you are on the wrong path, and I don't even care about you in this world, so who cares about you? ”

Ao Ning became the same size as Su Bufan, and his head gently leaned on Su Bufan's shoulder and said.

"I'm not worth it."

Su Bufan said softly.

"I don't regret it."

Ao Ning said as he gently rubbed Su Bufan's cheek with his dragon horn.

"Kill them."

The woman in the red robe of the crane stopped, her dark green eyes looked coldly at Su Bufan and Ao Ning who were hugging each other, and said to the monk beside her.

"The disciple will open the killing ring again."

The monk first bowed to the west, and then hit Su Bufan and Ao Ning on the heads with a demon pestle, which made it much easier for the monk to kill.

"In this case, isn't it appropriate for you to still hug each other?"

Su Yuanbai looked at Ao Ning, and Su Bufan, who was hugging Ao Ning, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a strange expression on his face.

The monk watched Su Yuanbai catch his demon slaying pestle with his bare hands, and then looked up at the feminine man standing in the sea with his arms twisted and his face sluggish.

The three Buddha statues in the middle of the demon pestle in his hand, one of the Buddha statues in the shape of a curse suddenly burst into golden light, and the triangular pestle of the demon pestle suddenly rose with golden light.

The golden Buddha's hand is slapped from the tip of the pestle.