After a burst of wind and thunder, a golden dragon gradually took shape and hovered in front of everyone.

The dragon was full of anger, his beard was wide, his mouth was spewing purple gas, and his teeth and claws were dancing, as if he was angry.

The dragon rope had turned crimson, and the spiritual power continued to flicker, binding Ao Ren with his mutilated body, tightly strangled into the dragon's flesh, and strangled out terrible wounds that could be seen deep into the bones, and dragon blood gushed out along these wounds.

The Ao Ren Ao Yu brothers are made of a double-headed Jiao, and the double-headed Jiao is born with one and two heads, and I don't know how they separated, but the reason why Ao Ren hid in this village is already obvious.

The scales of his lower body were dull, and compared to his majestic upper body, his tail was very deformed, and the thinnest part was only the thickness of a human thigh.

The whole dragon was misproportionate, with a large sarcoma, and he was just a mutilated dragon.

So he's going to cross the calamity, he's going to hide.

Only by surviving this tribulation can he become a whole, true dragon.

But he met his own love in this most ordinary small village, and he also regarded a little girl of the human race as his daughter, and he met Wang Xiaotao, who had been visiting for many years, biting and biting, and came to hear the news.

He was doomed to fail in this crossing.

In the Great Array of Bullying Heavens, the spiritual power skyrocketed, the heavens and the earth shook, and the mortals in the middle of it all turned into ashes in an instant.

The black-robed priests brought by Wang Xiaotao were also difficult to withstand such a high spiritual pressure, their ears and noses were bleeding, and the flesh and blood in the meridians were slowly cracking, and it seemed that they were about to explode soon, bursting into a ball of blood and mud.

But even so, they still stood still, guarding their positions, pinching the trick in their hands, not retreating or evading, facing the dragon's coercion.

They are still like this, let alone Wang Xiaotao, who is in the middle of the formation and confronts Ao Ren head-on.

She spread her fingers and stared at the sun, the light leaking through her fingers and shining on her calm face.

As soon as Ao Ren's beard moved, his blood mouth opened, and the purple qi was like substance, condensing into a purple pillar and rushing towards Wang Xiaotao.

"You should have turned into a dragon sooner, idiot."

Wang Xiaotao took a step with her right foot, and Li Hei, who had been waiting for a long time next to her, noticed her change, and made a gesture, and the black-robed priests changed their formation.

Wang Xiaotao looked at Ao Ren, who was still tightly bound by the dragon rope, and at the moment when the purple pillar of light was about to attack her, the golden giant hand with distinct bones appeared in front of her again.

The golden giant hand fluttered through the purple pillar that concealed wind and thunder, and countless thick golden silk threads cut towards the dragon qi purple pillar at an extremely fast speed, smashing it in an instant.

At the same time, Li Hei had already led the black-robed priests to change their formation, and countless golden chains extended from the ground, from the sky, from all directions, binding Ao Ren's dragon body and pressing Ao Ren to the ground, only powerless to struggle and wail.

Ao Ren looked up to the sky and roared, and there was no sunshine in the deception array.

The clouds were rolling, surging like angry waves, converging above Ao Ren's head, layered on top of each other, becoming harder and denser.

Enraged, Ao Ren unleashed his final blow, summoning his clone hidden in the clouds.

The dragon's anger led to changes in the heavens.

The purple qi became more and more intense, and a giant dragon transformed by Ao Ren's dragon qi revealed half of its body from the clouds, and in an instant, the entire dragon swooped down in the direction of Wang Xiaotao!

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky swirled like a tornado, and suddenly sank as the dragon thrust downward.

Haoran's aura poured down with the impact of the dragon, and Wang Xiaotao stepped out with one foot, stepping into the air and facing the wind, and it was actually rushing straight towards the dragon that was rushing towards her!

She swept past the rushing clouds, turned over, and stepped on the top of the giant dragon's head, and in a trance, her figure fluttered like a white dragon.

She stretched out her hand, regardless of any skill or elegance, she grabbed Ao Ren's two dragon horns, grabbed them fiercely, kicked them under her feet, and directly grabbed the dragon horns that Ao Ren was proud of!

The dragon roared, raised its head to the sky and roared, the clouds dispersed, and Ao Ren's external incarnation turned into nothingness.

Wang Xiaotao threw the dragon horn casually, jumped off the clouds, and the sleeves of his robe bulged in the wind, falling on top of Ao Ren's head like a white crane.

Ao Ren shook his head, struggling to shake off Wang Xiaomoss on top of his head.

But Wang Xiaotao kept moving, and began to recite incantations that he couldn't understand in his mouth, his toes were pointed, and his arms were spread out, like a white crane dancing.

But what kind of white crane dares to dance on top of the dragon's head?

She landed her first step on top of the dragon's head, and a golden lotus flower quietly bloomed on top of the golden dragon's head, and she took the second step, floating towards Ao Ren's bone ridge.

Her steps were firm and slow, her hands were constantly forming mysterious seals, the spells in her mouth were non-stop, and a little Guanyin red mole between her eyebrows shone brightly.

She walks slowly in the wind and clouds of hunting, and stands out.

Her second step is slightly smaller, and the third step is again, seven steps in succession, one step at a time, and a lotus flower at a time, and a lotus flower is born step by step.

Seven steps later, Wang Xiaotao jumped off Ao Ren's body.

Big tears welled up out of Ao Ren's eyes, and he opened his mouth, but found that Wang Xiaotao had given him a shackle before, and he couldn't make any sound.

After a sharp grinding of tooth-aching bones and the sound of flesh tearing, Ao Ren seemed to be torn open by a pair of invisible hands, his body was almost split in half, the dragon tendons were exposed, the eyeballs fell out of the eye sockets, and the dragon blood was almost overflowing the entire formation.

Hot brains fell to the ground with blood mixed with blood from the cracked skull.

Such a precious ingredient was abandoned at this time.

Wang Xiaotao stepped on this white flowery thing, and a trace of blood splashed on her face somewhere, Wang Xiaotao wiped the blood on her face indifferently.

Ao Ren's body twitched slightly, obviously not completely dead.

Wang Xiaotao gave him a breath of relief.

On the other side, a huge moon wolf sprang out from the side and threw a hard turtle shell in front of her.

Yueli turned into a wolf and looked at the turtle shell on the ground that was bigger than Ao Ren's skull with disgust, "Niangniang, what should I do with this guy." ”

Ao Ren crossed the catastrophe, although Ao Lu was not there, but he still found a familiar water tribe to protect the Dharma for himself, and this turtle shell is the water tribe stationed here to protect the Ao Ren Dharma.

Yueli squatted down and knocked on the hard turtle shell, "Come out, don't pretend to be dead, if you don't come out, I'll set up a pot to stew you!"

"Wang Batang is the most supplemented, isn't it, Niangniang?"

Wang Xiaotao looked down at this turtle shell, and his voice seemed to be mixed with ice and snow and ice from the polar night, indifferent and ruthless, "You are the East China Sea Clan, right?" I remember that you still have Xuanwu blood, which is also rare, and it is not easy to practice.

"Surrender, or extermination?"

Yue Li on the side had already taken out a huge bronze tripod, Li Hei also took out firewood, added water, and in a blink of an eye, the hot water in the tripod was already boiling.

It's like a pot stove has been set up, just waiting for the ingredients to go to the pot.

In front of everyone's eyes, the dead and silent turtle shell finally moved.

An old man with a hippie smile and a two-handful mustache came out of it, and smiled shyly, "My own people, my own people, Niangniang, my old turtle is also a believer in Fuyao Niangniang!" ”

After speaking, the old turtle groped and took out a statue of Fuyao Niangniang from his turtle shell, and showed it to them respectfully, "The old turtle prays every day, in the East China Sea, the old turtle is the most loyal believer of the mother!"

"From now on, Niangniang pointed out that the old turtle in the east did not dare to go to the west, and the mother said that the old turtle did not dare to say two!"

The eight-character Hu trembled, and the old turtle of the East China Sea was righteous and stern, and swore to the sky that he would never betray.

A drop of cold water dropped on Wang Xiaotao's face, she raised her head, and in the gloomy sky, 10,000 drops of rain fell from the sky.

Fighting is really not my forteT^T, I can't write the kind of evenly matched, there is a feeling of going back and forth, and writing and writing seems to be unilaterally crushing...... Let's watch it alive hahaha.

Ao Ren is not dead, it is scrapped, and it will be useful later.

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