The formidable being in the white mist smoked a cigarette and said impatiently, "We are outsiders, and you know the Tao now." Traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, seeking the true meaning of strength and quantity in every world, big and small, and looking for what we need, this is the purpose of our coming. Of course, every time you enter a new world, you have to start with nothing. And I was seriously injured from the last plane experience, so I couldn't show up at all. Or do you think you're going to be a tattooed beast......?

The powerful existence in the white mist paused, and didn't say any more, Bu Li was very curious about who it was, what would happen, and when he was making up in his heart, the powerful existence in the white mist continued: "The small world of Reyer really fucking takes itself seriously. It's enough for you to know the Dao, what are we going to do, you don't need to know the Dao at all. If you want your child to have a good future, follow us to explore the avenue, just stay, or hurry up and get out of the way, I don't have time to talk to you here. ”

After saying that, the powerful being in the white mist seemed to be very angry, grabbed the head of the mirage dragon, and slammed it on the reef. This blow was very sudden, and the Mirage Dragon had no intention of guarding against it at all. A huge dragon head smashed directly on the reef, and another piece of rubble flew and another piece of sea water flew. The whole island seemed to tremble, trembling under the obscenity of that existence.

The words were indeed such a paragraph, but what Bu Li paid attention to was the powerful existence in the white mist. It was really a trick to bewitch sentient beings, first beating the Mirage Dragon, and trying to make her spirit fragile when she hurt her body. Then use words to arouse her curiosity. The most bewitching technique unconsciously fell on the body of the mirage dragon.

That is, from the very beginning. The formidable existence in the white mist had already been calculated to the extreme. Whether it's joy or anger or impatience. It's all just a gesture, it's just to convince the mirage dragon.

Could it be that it is really like what Hu Wu said, the powerful existence in the white mist is kind-hearted, and he is unwilling to directly kill the desolate beast and extract the soul like the carved monk of the Soul Lan Continent. It took so much tongue and spirit to convince the Mirage Dragon? Could it really be the existence of the Bodhisattva's heart and butcher's means?

Although Bu Li was still skeptical, he couldn't find any other purpose for the powerful existence in the white mist, so he could only watch with his eyes. Daikoku sensed the calm outside. There was a gap between the palms of my hands, and I looked at it secretly.

The adult mirage dragon was bewildered by the powerful words of existence in the white mist, in a trance, confused, and at a loss. Could it be that it was a coincidence?

The mirage dragon, which was known for its illusion and spiritual power, was actually defeated by illusion and began to hesitate.

Of course, all this is built on the strength of the formidable presence in the white mist. If you don't have the strength, who will believe what he says, go through thousands of mountains and rivers to explore the avenue and something like that. Maybe let his children follow him, and there will be a bright future? This powerful being must be telling the truth. Could it be that such a careful teaching is really a great opportunity?

Still hesitating, the powerful presence in the white mist stood up directly, and the cigarette butt spat on the adult mirage dragon. scolded: "A nest of brainless brains." Also, I thought you would become a little more clever when you arrived at the Soul Lan Continent. Shit's fault, if it weren't. You wouldn't have been plagued like this. ”

The adult Mirage Dragon suddenly remembered a secret matter in the clan, which was originally vague. But it seems that the powerful existence in the white mist is Zhiyan Dao. But only the patriarch of the Mirage Dragon clan could know the secrets of the Dao, how could he know the Dao? The adult Mirage Dragon was even more puzzled. Begin to believe that the being is telling the truth.

"You ......"

"Fuck off, get out of here with that kid of yours, I don't want to see you at all!" Although the powerful being in the white mist said extremely rude, his tone was extremely light, as if he was extremely disappointed in the Mirage Dragon clan, and he didn't want to say anything to this Mirage Dragon at all. Hu Wu heard the powerful existence in the white mist say this, and without hesitation, he threw the mirage dragon he was carrying in his hand over.

For the sake of this mirage dragon, how many things Hu Wu has done, how many people have died, and finally because of the words of the powerful existence in the white mist, he simply threw it over at random. Da Hei looked straight, what did he do for such a long time, he was busy chattering?

The formidable existence in the white mist didn't look at the two mirage dragons, turned around and left, the black big dragon was slightly blown up in the sea breeze, making a gentle hunting sound. He walked resolutely, without nostalgia, and did not look like a coy gesture at all.

"Please stay. The adult mirage dragon caught his child, and before he had time to see if he was injured, his two front paws held the little dragon and chased after him.

Bu Li sighed with infinite emotion, what the hell is going on! Isn't he making a mistake? Being beaten violently, after the mother and son are reunited, they have to catch up and sell themselves, is this dragon directly brainbroken by the powerful existence in the white mist? I forgot to take medicine when I went out.

Brain fragments are sometimes quite useful.

The formidable presence in the white mist did not stop, not even the slightest intention to stop, and with each step, the distance in the middle did not change in the slightest. Walking to Hu Wu's side, passing by, Hu Wu consciously followed behind the formidable existence in the white mist and continued to move forward. Step away from the heart of the happy, if you really want to go, go back to your body directly, still use this pose?

It's pure posing.

Bu Li was happy in his heart, but he had a serious look on his face, and he followed behind the powerful existence in the white mist with Hu Wu, slightly half a step behind Hu Wu. Da Hei can't see why, all kinds of subtle psychological hints in the middle, no matter how clever Da Hei is, he doesn't know what the truth is. Ignorantly, he followed behind Buli and was silent.

"Sir, please stay. The adult Mirage Dragon followed, shouting from behind, somewhat like a roar.

"You're fucking!" the powerful existence in the white mist turned around and scolded, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the white jade-like fingers under the black clothes somehow grabbed the neck of the mirage dragon, and his body was held by a black shadow in his hand, waved twice in mid-air, and smashed to the ground.

"shout at me again, I'll kill you. The words of the powerful existence in the white mist became more and more straightforward, and he scolded directly, looking like a rough man in the border army. There was a bloody aura in the dust and sand, as if it was not on a small island in the East China Sea, but in a trance in the southern desert.

The powerful being in the white mist scolded in a low voice: "Those bereaved dogs, still begging you?

The last sentence seemed to touch a certain nerve of the mirage dragon, regardless of the severe pain on his body, like a long worm, he didn't even dare to take off, but just crawled on the ground and quickly approached the existence, and asked, "Sir...... No, my lord...... It's me who is wrong, please forgive me for any inconsiderate things. ”

"Forgive your mother, if you don't get out, I'll just knock you out!" The powerful existence in the white mist moved his fingers, and the sharp knife flew out of the gaiters and flew into the hands of the powerful existence in the white mist. The sharp knife was held in the hand of the being, and the original gray brilliance on the sharp knife was magnificent, and the two black phoenix souls seemed to fly out with the phoenix song. It's just an illusion, but it's incredibly real.

Two large seals appeared on the spine of the sharp knife, and the word "years" looked particularly conspicuous at this time.

Seeing this sharp knife, the Mirage Dragon had no doubts in his heart, although he could feel the powerful aura on this knife, he also knew that if the man in black was holding this knife, he would not have the power to fight back at all. What he said about slaughtering all the Mirage Dragons was not a lie, but only a matter of whether he wanted to or not.

Crawling on the ground, his posture was very low, and he whispered, "Please forgive me." ”

"Get out!" The formidable existence in the white mist didn't take it when it was good, as if it really wasn't ready to take care of the Mirage Dragon, kicked it away, and scolded.

"My lord!" the Mirage Dragon was about to be driven crazy, why did this man in black change his face when he said that he would change his face, and he didn't even give himself a chance to bargain? Could it be that it was really because of his own weak race, which was not in his nose at all? It was just this small world he had experienced, and it was a coincidence that his clan had such a chance?

The more I think about it, the more it seems to be true. The Mirage Dragon simply crossed in front of the powerful existence in the white mist, gently raised the child in his hand with both hands, and said honestly: "Please reward the opportunity!"

When Bu Li saw such a look, he admired the "uncle" in the black clothes and black clothes in front of him. It's not enough to kill people, if he can really do what he wants so convincingly, and sell the mirage dragon, the old dragon still has to help count the money, and he beats and scolds all the way, and he doesn't know when the situation will be reversed.

Really...... This old dragon is his mother's bitch! Not to scold the mirage dragon, but to sincerely admire the powerful means of existence in the white mist. This method is not force, but based on force, peeking into people's hearts and doing things smoothly. This old monster really doesn't know how long it has been in the vicissitudes of life to be able to experience such a look. (To be continued......)