The golden-horned dragon paused for a while listening to Sang Luo's words, and then stared at her deadly, as if he remembered something, full of disbelief,

"It's only been ten years, and you've already broken through to the second heavy?!"

How is this possible?!

In this world, there has never been a person who can cultivate from the first level of the immortal realm to the second level in such a short period of time!

"Wrong."

The corners of Sang Luo's lips were slightly hooked, his eyes were dyed with a little smile, he raised his hands and began to seal,

"I've broken through the third weight!"

It has touched the fourth threshold, which can be regarded as a real one. Quasi-immortal king.

The golden-horned dragon looked at Sang Luo, a pair of dragon eyes were dyed with a little anger, and the phantom of the golden mountain loomed behind him.

"So, you're coming for the deity's Yunling Mountain!"

This little girl is not here to make friends.

Rather, it comes. Robbery!

It's true. Extremely daring!

Do you know how many spirit stones his mountain guarding array spent, and he dared to be so rude?!

Today, if he doesn't search out all the spirit stones on her body, and then sell them to the Holy Son of the Heaven Destroying Dao Sect as a concubine, he is not Murong Xin!

"Wrong again."

Sang Luo raised his eyes to look at him, and he couldn't see clearly in his dark pupils,

"I'm here for you."

After the words fell, she knocked out the array seal in her hand, summoned Feng Li, and headed towards the Jiaolong not far away.

It's been ten years and she's been a long time. I haven't drawn my sword anymore.

The moment the long sword was unsheathed, where the blade was pointing, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked in an instant.

The dragon transformed, and each piece of phosphorus armor flashed with a golden light, emitting bursts of dragon groans, and came towards Sangluo to strangle.

The array seal flew out from the palm of his hand, enveloping the entire Heavenly Domain, and sword qi swept across it, slashing at the scale armor, emitting bursts of metal clashing sounds.

The powerful aura fluctuations caused the hurricane to rise flat, trapping one person and one Jiao in it-

"You are not the third order of the Immortal Realm, you are a quasi-immortal king!"

The dragon let out a roar of rage, and his voice was tinged with panic.

The next moment, he was about to run away.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!

This woman is very wicked!

But how could Sang Luo let him escape, Feng Lijian reintegrated into the bone and blood, she raised her hand to form a seal, the aura surged between her slender ten fingers, the array seal fell, and the earth under her feet was locked inch by inch-

Eventually, Jiaolong was trapped in a cage!

The golden-horned dragon curled up in the cage of the array weave, making a panicked sound,

"Innate Array Seal, are you a disciple of Michi?!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"I can confess you Lord for your use."

As he spoke, he changed back to the appearance of the old man who set up the stall that day, prostrate under Sangluo's feet, trembling all over.

Immortal King Haochi, 100,000 years ago, the person who was originally the most likely to become an emperor.

The one who can be regarded as a mortal enemy with the dragons.

Sang Luo looked at the human form that Jiaolong appeared, and there seemed to be no surprise.

Although she hadn't seen through her true body that day, she could feel the fluctuation of spiritual breath, and later heard that the original body of the immortal king on this Yunling Mountain was a golden-horned dragon, and she had a conjecture at that time.

After cultivating the law of natural balance, the ordinary immortal realm cultivation strength could not cover her eyes at all, unless it was the blessing of special bloodlines and exercises.

It's just that the dragon clan has a long lifespan, only 100,000 years, but it won't grow old like this.

Dressed in an old man's skin, he is used to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

As if seeing through Sang Luo's thoughts, Murong Xin re-transformed into a younger skin, tall and straight, blonde hair and golden eyes, showing the characteristics of blood, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Don't kill me, I am willing to confess you as Lord for you to drive."

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