Yinlong Yinshan dragged Fenghua off the dragon's tooth with an unkind expression, and took the small sign on Fenghua's waist, glanced at it and stuffed it into the groove of a quaint slate that was almost ten meters long and wide, and the rules were not very standard, as if he had lost trouble, "Xiaohua, go in." ”

"You're the little flower!" was poked in the sore spot by the name Xiaohuaer, Fenghua gritted his teeth.

"Also, you can't touch my brother." As the stone slab glowed, Silverflash added.

"Your brother?" Fenghua's question was not answered, and a powerful suction force sent her into the belly of the stone dragon.

Outside, Yin Shan's eyes flashed with doubt, like a curious baby, looking at the strange stone slab, "Grandpa Hei, why did you let me bring that person in directly?" 'His' teleportation is obviously different from the silver dragon flash of my silver dragon clan. Now that my Silver Dragon clan is facing a crisis, I'm just letting him in......"

"In a hurry?" The old voice came from the stone slab, and the slow speed of speech made people feel anxious when they heard it.

"Grandpa Hei, don't sell it." Silver Flash, who is already unstable in nature, can't stand this kind of slow torture at all.

"Let me be smaller, and my big body is not afraid of my old man's waist." The slate snorted twice dissatisfied, and unceremoniously instructed the silver dragon.

"You don't seem to have a waist, do you?" Even though he said this, Silver Flash still made his body smaller, just when he turned into a human form.

Boom!

In reply, it was a strange stone slab that slipped down the wall, and then slapped the silver flash into it with a bang.

"Grandpa Black, you ......"

Silver Flash didn't expect the black grandfather in his mouth to have such a move, and he was directly smashed.

The whole body is like a cannonball.

Sou! ~

Just flew out.

"Boy, look at your creation. The Silver Dragon clan has a catastrophe, according to my tortoiseshell divination, you two are the only variables. I can't control the outcome.

However, the Mo family kid back then was a man of his word. It's not a shame that my old man handed over the Dragon Ball to him back then. Mo Xiaohuaer...... Hehe, what's wrong with white flowers?

There were so many demonic beasts gathered around, and the donkey was also there. It seems that the old man's divination still has a direction. It's just that I don't know where the end of this little flower's future is.

Even the Plane Prison has been disrupted.

Creation is really not small.

Little flower, what a nice name, what a rage, my old man likes it very much. Seeing Silverflash get himself in, the strange slate said even stranger things.

Suddenly, a tail and four short legs appeared from the heavy stone slab.

The little turtle's head turned around obscenely, and his feet slapped on the ground, and he slammed a relay.

Rumble!

The heavy body bounced upwards, then quickly grew larger, firmly sealing the entrance with its body.

Eventually, the head, limbs, and small tail were retracted, and the giant turtle was once again reduced to a strange stone slab, and the place fell silent again.

On the other side, when she entered the real dragon temple, she didn't know that she was actually jointly calculated by an old turtle and a scumbag uncle.