The formidable existence in the white mist, dressed in black, trembled irregularly, as if it had come to life. Seriously injured, I don't know how much strength is left in this existence, and it is also a little difficult to deal with a mirage dragon. The slender fingers of the white jade pinched faster and faster, and became lighter and lighter, and countless afterimages had been brought out. Countless formations shot out from between the fingers of the powerful existence in the white mist, and I don't know what space to enter.

Each formation is completely different, or the waves are monstrous, or colorful and bizarre, or dull and cute, or sinister and cunning. It is really impossible to describe these formations after stepping away from the most, and some of them do seem to be insidious and cunning. Although I don't know what the role of the Dao is, if it is a battle, the farther away from these formations the better.

"Wow~~~" There was a loud bang, the monstrous waves crashed over, Bu Li grabbed Da Hei with one hand, and took out a sharp knife from the leggings with one hand and pierced it deeply on the rocks on the shore. The huge waves slapped on Bu Li's body, even if Bu Li had the blessing of the gold-loving beast and the old vine one rigid and one soft, he felt that the bones of his whole body were broken inch by inch, and his internal organs were shattered.

My mind was confused for a while, and I suddenly thought that it was possible that everyone who was knocked by the big black stick felt this way? I wouldn't have a cerebral hemorrhage and a ruptured liver and spleen......

I don't know how long it took, Buli came to his senses, opened his eyes and looked, the sea was as smooth as a mirror, there was no trace of a single breeze, how could there be a trace of the huge waves just now. The formidable being in the white mist, dressed in black, stood on the highest reef on the shore of the Diaoyu Islands, with a dragon's head under his feet. It showed one eye fiercely, as if it wanted to kill the powerful existence in the white mist with one eye.

The thick sea fog that had just dissipated had dissipated. Hu Wu stood beside the formidable existence in the white mist, carrying a small but faint mirage dragon in his hand. The same black clothes and black hat. Now Hu Wu stood with the powerful existence in the white mist, as pitiful and humble as a flower who wanted to eat.

"You guy, you can actually break my illusion, and you are so powerful after reaching the ninth order?!" the powerful being in the white mist asked. And the adult mirage dragon just looked at the powerful existence in the white mist viciously, and did not speak.

"It's not a small temper. The formidable being in the white mist smiled, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person." Look at what you're afraid of. ”

Bu Li sighed twice in his heart, and looked at our uncle's bearing.

"Yo, don't speak, I'll tell you, don't push me, or I'll be great. Out of control. It's not good to go and burn your shit Mirage Island, smash your eggs, and cut you off. The formidable existence in the white mist saw that the adult mirage dragon didn't say a word, and still wanted to fight with himself desperately, and laughed.

Bu Li and Hu Wu knew that the formidable existence in the white mist was a joke, but the Mirage Dragon had already taken it seriously. The foot on his head looked light and fluttering, but no matter how much he struggled, that foot nailed himself to the ground like a huge iron pillar, unable to move.

If he says that he will destroy his whole people. It's not a joke, he does have the ability.

"If you want to kill my mother and son, you will kill them, and it has nothing to do with my people. The Mirage Dragon finally spoke. Although with the meaning of begging for mercy. But he said it very harshly. It seems that the powerful existence in the white mist is also a ruthless angle that is generally retribution.

"Who said it has nothing to do with your people. The formidable being in the white mist laughed, rubbing his fingers together. Stepping away, he hurriedly lit a cigarette and handed it over. This time the step away did not throw. In front of the Mirage Dragon, how can you give some face to the powerful existence in the white mist.

Bu Li's respectful hands handed over a lit cigarette. The being glanced at Bu Li in some surprise, and then Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"It's a great sin that you've made my old man very embarrassed. It's useless to just kill you, you have to destroy your whole clan. The formidable being in the white haze took a cigarette in one hand, took a puff, let go of its foot, and let the mirage dragon return to the sea.

"I'm fighting you!" the Mirage Dragon roared, but did not activate the Mirage. The existence of the black figure on the opposite side has strong spiritual power, and the mirage is useless. In terms of mirage alone, even a ninth-order mirage dragon could not compare to the formidable existence in the white mist. Dozens of feet of body crashed straight over, a posture of fighting to the end.

Hu Wu carried the little mirage dragon and retreated sharply, and sighed in his heart. Hu Wu retreated from Zhilu Dao, not because he was afraid of the adult Mirage Dragon, but to make room for the powerful existence in the white mist so that he could clean up the guy who didn't know the height of the Dao. In Hu Wu's eyes, the mirage dragon of the dog day is not even worthy of carrying shoes for his ancestor.

Bu Li has seen the powerful existence in the white mist, that is called a chic and elegant, with the help of force, in Bu Li's cognition, there is nothing that can do this. Such a demon, fortunately, it can only exist between square inches, otherwise the entire Soul Lan Continent would not have allowed him to toss the world upside down?

The slender fingers of the white jade grabbed one of the horns of the Mirage Dragon, and with the strength of the Mirage Dragon, he twisted his waist and directly threw the Mirage Dragon, which was dozens of feet long, on the reef of the Diaoyu Island. A large expanse of sea water fell like raindrops. The powerful being in the white haze held the cigarette in its mouth like a miracle, and it was not extinguished at all.

Bu Li shook his head, not knowing what kind of powerful existence in the white mist of the road was doing. It is not enough to kill other people's mothers and children, and before that, they have to completely humiliate them physically and mentally.

The reef of Diaoyu Island was smashed by the hard body of the mirage dragon, and he picked up the bear skin on the back of Da Hei's neck, carried Da Hei in his hand and jumped a few times, and came to Hu Wu's side.

"Boss, what do you think my uncle is messing with?" Bu Li asked cautiously, he didn't know that the powerful existence in the white mist was actually a sadist, if he really wanted to, he would have to be more careful in the future.

"He is an old man with a kind heart, and he is persuading those who don't know whether they are alive or dead. Hu Wu looked murderous, made a gesture to wipe his throat, and said miserably: "If it were me, I would have killed it a long time ago." ”

Bu Li watched the powerful existence in the white mist press the mirage dragon on the reef and beat it fatly, the scales and gravel flew together, and his heart felt compassion. Is this called being kind-hearted? Is it because my three views are not correct, or is there something wrong with Boss Hu Wu.

He forgot to even smoke, and looked at the powerful existence in the white mist in a daze, beating the mirage dragon. Da Hei closed his eyes tightly and covered his ears with his hands, as if he couldn't see or hear, and this didn't happen. A body of bear hair is wet, clinging to the body, a pure soup bear.

After a few moments, the formidable being in the white mist crouched beside the Mirage Dragon, smoking a cigarette. The whole body of the Mirage Dragon, which was still imposing just now, was blurred, and the bones seemed to be exposed.

"I just saved up a little energy, and I was almost consumed by you. There was a hint of ruthlessness in the words of the powerful being in the white mist, not as free as just now, "I'm going back, you say, are you convinced? If you don't accept it, I'll peel your skin and remove your bones and take your soul." ”

"Yes. The mirage dragon was helpless and said perfunctorily.

"!" the powerful being in the white mist scolded, "Has this era all degenerated like this?, a ninth-order desolate beast king has learned to speak and deceive people?!"

Belch...... Buli almost didn't cry for the mirage dragon. The formidable presence in the white mist is too fucking unreasonable, isn't it? Could it be that this is an insult? The Tokyo fever is coming again? It seems to be winter now, why is it hot in Tokyo?

The Mirage Dragon was as angry and helpless as Bu Li. What can you do with a scoundrel, or a powerful scoundrel in the white mist? You reason with him, and he plays hooligan with you. You play hooligan with him, and he reasoned with you. In short, if you have a big fist, you are the master.

"Hey, hey. The powerful existence in the white mist seemed to have had enough of the mirage dragon, sneered twice, turned around and sat on a stone that had been broken and only a little stone was left, smoking a cigarette, Shi Shiran said: "You don't have to speak, just listen to what my old man says." If you agree, leave your child, and go back by yourself, and bring your people to help you when you are needed in the future. If you don't agree, you two get out together, if you don't want to, I won't serve me. ”

When this is said, it is called a righteous and awe-inspiring person. Bu Li felt that he had crossed again, as if he had said the same thing to the old vines and the powerful existence in the white mist, giving it a big face. Could it be that people are really shameless and invincible in the world?

The Mirage Dragon was also in a trance, how powerful the powerful existence in the white mist was, this Mirage Dragon had the most profound experience. Just before I knew it, I was confused by this person's illusion, and rushed into an illusory illusion to fight with the dozens of white-robed monks. After detonating thousands of mirages by himself and summoning the most powerful innate instinct of the Mirage Dragon Clan, the Mirage Haze, the sudden appearance of powerful explosive power and destructive power tore a flaw. If he hadn't advanced in battle, he wouldn't have been able to see through the methods of the black-clothed powerhouse in front of him.

However, even if you see through it, so what? A dragon fight is considered to be a boast of yourself. It's just fighting from beginning to end, and I don't even have the power to fight back. He said that he was simply giving his children a great chance? What is the reasoning behind this? (To be continued......)