With a "boom", the mountain wall was smashed out of a large human form.

This riverside boulder has been unable to corrode for thousands of years in the wind and waves, and its hardness is extremely high, but it was smashed out of the pothole. Wu Zhiqi felt sore all over his body when he looked at it, and he felt empathy, he climbed the stone wall, and wanted to go down to the bottom of the cliff to collect the body for Ji Wenming.

The person on the top of another mountain also saw Ji Wenming desperately fighting to kill the green dragon, and was devoured by it, so he hurriedly jumped over, wanting to help, and for a while there were only two dragons left in the river churning and rolling, the green dragon refused to give up the hope of blood sacrifice Tu Jiang to become a real dragon, and the white dragon followed the master's instructions, dragging the green dragon to death, refusing to let it wreak havoc and hurt people.

The dragon swings its tail with infinite power, the dragon uses the tail as an oar, vertical and horizontal*, and can even soar above the clouds and fog in the blue sky, so how powerful this tail is, let alone a person, even if it is a congenital demon beast, it will be broken by this blow, and it will be shot into powder.

The dragon's tail was close to the body, and Ji Wenming also felt severe pain all over his body, but after the severe pain, there was a burst of *, it seemed that the earth element force that had solidified all over the body was slapped softly, and then, Mu Yuanli's meridian blood veins that had long been growing rapidly again, breaking into countless earth element force cracks, occupying the gaps that could not be drilled into before.

After a cup of tea, the numbness on Ji Wenming's body disappeared, and he only felt extremely comfortable, and let out a long roar: "It's so cool, do it again!"

As soon as Wu Zhiqi came to the stone wall, he saw Ji Wenming jumping down from above, wielding a giant axe to pounce into Tu Jiang again, and went straight to Qinglong, he looked at the human figure that fell into the stone wall half a foot deep, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and said: "Brother Xian, is your body bone made of fine iron?"

Since the cultivation of Wanhua Guiyuan has been successful, Xi Wenming never thought that he was solid inside and outside to such a point, he cursed the water and rode the wind and waves, but this time he was not a sneak attack, but waved a mountain splitting giant axe and went straight to the head of the Qinglong Dragon, the white dragon knew that this person was his helper, although he was surprised why he did not die, but he still strangled the Qinglong, so that it could not move for half a minute.

Above the head of the green scale dragon head, two dragon horns were born, but more than half a foot, and the dragon wanted to incarnate into a real dragon, relying on these two dragon horns.

These two dragon horns are also called Boshan, or ruler wood, the dragon can not ascend to heaven without ruler wood, and can only mix in the water, so the first change and growth of the frog dragon is these two dragon horns.

This green dragon has been cultivating for thousands of years in the Black Dragon Pond in the upper reaches of the Tu River, and he felt that the time had come, so he rode the wind and waves and carried the monstrous flood down the river, wanting to sacrifice blood to the living beings, and succeeded in turning into a dragon in one fell swoop, but he did not expect to meet an opponent in the middle of the mountain.

At this moment, its tail was injured, and it was hovered and twisted by the white dragon and could not roll and move, so it had to dig its four claws deep into the white dragon's body, open its huge mouth and raise its head to bite Xi Wenming.

Ji Wen's body was agile, and the soles of his feet were a little above its nose, so he avoided the sharp fangs, and when he turned around, the mountain splitting giant axe slammed into the top of the frog's head, right in the center of the two dragon horns.

Where can the Qingjiao ruler wood be able to withstand the slamming of the magic weapon, and it broke into two pieces with a bang, and even the skull was split in half, and the dragon's blood spurted out more than half a foot high, and the white flower flowed out along the wound.

This kind of pain of cutting off the head is even better than breaking the tail, especially when Ji Wenming saw that the frog Jiao would not die with one blow, he borrowed his strength on the top of the green dragon's head again, wielded the giant axe and smashed it continuously, with the power of a dragon, he slashed down, and even the mountain splitting giant axe was stuck in the dragon's skull, and he couldn't pull it out for a while!

The frog was dizzy, screaming and screaming, and even the white dragon couldn't fix it, so he could only let go of his body and let it sink into the water.

The green dragon struggled for a long time, setting off an eight-foot huge wave, all of which were wiped out by the white dragon, unable to stir and affect the Banshan Tun ten miles away, it was unwilling, but it was powerless to continue, and finally died, sinking to the bottom of the river.

It's also strange to say, as the blue-scaled dragon died, the clouds and rain in the air suddenly stopped, and then gradually dispersed.

The clouds and rain dispersed, the sun shone obliquely, and it was peaceful and quiet, so Ji Wenming sneaked into the bottom of the river, dragged the body of Qinglong to the shore, pulled out the mountain-splitting giant axe stuck in its skull and inserted it into his waist, and said to the stunned Wu Zhiqi: "Brother Wu Zhiqi, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"

Turning his head, he found that there was a woman in white beside Wu Zhiqi, the girl was eight feet tall, with a slender figure, two long legs that took up five feet, two snow-white ankles with two carefully woven garlands, and she carried a five-foot bow on her back, which was one foot longer than her own bow, with bright eyes and heroic posture.

Seeing Ji Wenming turn around at this moment, the woman asked, "Are you a human or a demon, or a demon?" Otherwise, how could you fight hand-to-hand with this thousand-year-old frog in the water and still be able to kill it?"

The white dragon in the water also climbed ashore at this moment, lying in front of the woman, screaming, the white dragon was scarred on his body, and his claw prints and teeth were densely marked, obviously because of his lack of cultivation, he was hurt very badly by the green dragon.

The woman reached out to help the little white dragon clean the wound, and took out the medicine powder to help it stop bleeding and disinfect.

Ji Wenming didn't care about cleaning up the corpse of the green dragon, took out a gourd from his backpack, threw it to the woman and said: "Fortunately, this white dragon helps, otherwise I really wouldn't have cut that evil animal to death! This gourd has excellent herbs in it, and the bleeding effect is the best, you can give this little white a try!"

Joining forces to kill the monster Qinglong, this woman had a good impression of Ji Wenming, especially envious of his strong body, she couldn't help but take the medicine gourd, pull out the cork, smell the medicinal fragrance, and said: "There seems to be blood exhaustion, mica, and alum..... Thank you so much!"

These medicinal powders were prepared by Ji Dao personally for Ji Wen's long-term cultivation, of course, the effect is good, smeared on the wound of the white dragon, after a while, it has stopped bleeding and scarred, Ji Wenming used an axe to peel the skin and cramp of the Qinglin Jiaolong, while telling the white dragon: "Don't go into the water these days, well, after three days, the wound will heal, and you will be able to go into the water to move!"

Seeing that Ji Wen's hands and feet were smart, he cut the dragon skin and dragon meat at the erect neck of the frog, and then pulled the dragon meat and the dragon skin with Wu Zhiqi, and under the force of the two, the dragon skin was peeled off, and only cleaned up a little in the dragon claws, leaving four intact dragon claws.

The woman asked curiously, "Have you ever slain a dragon before?"

Ji Wenming said with a smile: "Although the dragon has not been slaughtered, but the poisonous snake has caught a lot, and I will roast some dragon meat together and try it together!"

The woman smiled and said, "Okay, are you guests from a foreign country?

Ji Wenming was about to reply that he was from the Chongshan Mountain Range of the Xiahou clan, but Wu Zhiqi suddenly kicked him and replied: "Yes, we are from Jingshan, and we came here to do business, but I didn't expect to meet this beast to do evil and hurt people, my younger brother has been brave since he was a child, and he couldn't bear it, so he killed him, and I haven't thanked the girl for helping!"

Wu Zhiqi was older, with a dark face, and looked like a middle-aged man, while Xi Wenming had a pale face and a young and handsome man at first glance, so the woman seemed to be more interested in him, and said, "Jingshan?