Along the way, Chongjiu was also secretly thinking about how to dispose of this little loach in his heart. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info taking this little dragon is like probing for a bag, killing it? It's not appropriate, they are all monsters mixed in the water, the old dragon is still from the West Sea, don't look at the two of them fighting life and death now, they are all reading a love of incense.

This melon baby is also a rebellious teenager, and if you really want to say that it is bad, it is not a great crime, or it will keep the river god old and young. Don't look at the goldfish essence from the lotus pond of the purple bamboo forest in Putuo Mountain, that style is not as good as the little dragon in front of you.

"Are you the backer in the mouth of the chief manager?" Xiaolong, who was originally beating the old dragon with a bamboo whip, looked at Chongjiu, who appeared with Wansheng, stopped, jumped to the side, and asked sharply.

"Well, it's me. If you want this blue pool, this is my place, as long as you can beat me, this place is yours. Without waiting for Xiaolong to speak, Chongjiu said directly.

For this kind of rebellious teenager, don't reason with him, the more serious he is, the more he can provoke his rebellion, Chongjiu also came over like this in his previous life.

Sure enough, a hint of surprise flashed in the little dragon's eyes, and he said, "Is this true? It seems that I don't believe that I can achieve my goal so easily." "I have never doubted whether I can win Chongjiu.

In his eyes, how much ability can the demon king on the ground have? It is a little stronger than the old dragon king, and it is just right to use it to practice.

Chongjiu bowed slightly.

The old dragon, who had retreated to the back next to him, shook his head helplessly.

"Boy?!You're still too young!"

Can drink with the Bull Devil and dare to fight with the Jiao Demon King, do you still dare to go up? Why do you say that the old dragon king has a kind face and a black heart, and isn't it the little dragon who is bullied by the unequal intelligence!

"Look at the move!" Xiaolong didn't talk nonsense, he didn't even need to ask what kind of price he would pay if he lost, he raised his hand and made a move, the bamboo whip in his hand was not an ordinary immortal, it was also a rare treasure in the West Sea, and he was slightly green, wanting to win Chongjiu in one fell swoop.

Looking at the menacing little dragon, the scales on his face were clearly visible, slightly erected, his original face was expressionless, and his hideous and terrifying face was also vivid.

There was no superfluous means, a fist was raised, and the body was stopped forward, and the simplest straight stab in the army was accurately hit on the bamboo whip.

"Look for death!" Xiaolong saw Chongjiu facing the weapon in his hand with his bare hands, and he was secretly angry in his heart, but he sighed that the monster in front of him was beyond his strength.

The strength in his hand has increased by three points, and I believe that this blow will definitely break Chongjiu's hands, and he will have half his life if he doesn't die.

A crisp "ding" sound came from the place where the fists and whips were exchanged. Without the blur of flesh and blood in his imagination, Xiaolong looked at Chongjiu in surprise, and before he had time to think about it, then the incomparable power of the shock came from the steel whip in his hand.

Unable to hold the weapon in his hand anymore, his body involuntarily retreated, and the surprise in his eyes turned to disbelief, followed by shock and fear.

Before his body landed, he was hit the stomach by Chongjiu, who was following closely, and his stomach was originally his vital point, although he was protected by a drape, he was directly ignored in Chongjiu's eyes.

Severe pain permeated the whole body from Chongjiu's heavy blow, the two eyes were sharply bloodshot, and the mouth was panting, like a carp out of the water, dying on the beach on the shore, trying to maintain balance, trying to stabilize the body, get rid of the situation of being beaten, Xiaolong, who had never suffered a lot since he was a child, where could he withstand such a solid punch, he felt that his internal organs were overturned, and the venison he had just eaten seemed to be vomited, not to mention stabilizing his body, it was not easy to concentrate his thinking, it was too painful, as long as I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as I breathed a sigh of relief, my thinking was barely maintained, and I prayed secretly。

It's a pity that he is facing Chongjiu, who is known for his speed, and he is destined to be tragic, and he can't even maintain the center of gravity of his body, and when another heavy punch hits his temple, Xiaolong's whole person is blindfolded, his brain is almost mushy all of a sudden, his eyes are blurred, and he no longer has the slightest power to resist.

"King, be merciful!" The old dragon king didn't expect this little dragon to be so vulnerable, he couldn't take three punches in Chongjiu's hands, and two punches were over.

But then there was shame, because thinking that his strength was not as good as Xiaolong, he glanced back at Wan Sheng, who was looking at Chongjiu with starlight in his eyes, and his face returned to normal again.

The third punch finally fell on Xiaolong's face, not because of the old dragon king's plea, but under the second punch, Xiaolong only lasted a few seconds, and finally fainted very happily.

Like a dead dog, he threw the unconscious little dragon to the shore and said to the old dragon: "Throw it in the cell first, and we will deal with it after a while." ”

Go straight back to your palace and start cultivating.

It turns out that the monsters who followed the old dragon king are all die-hard loyalists of the old dragon king, nominally the monsters of Bibo Pond, in fact, they only listen to the old dragon king's orders, for the titular king, it seems that he is weak and untouched, and he has not revealed any magical means, and he is not convinced, until some time ago, Chongjiu fought in Jilei Mountain, became famous, and faintly became the rising star of the demon clan, which made the little demons under his command change their mentality and treat them seriously.

What really makes them return to their hearts is the clean and neat shot in front of them, some time ago, although there have been people boasting about how the nine-headed phoenix king is, it is better to see than to hear, today's shot, the effect is not generally good, since then Bibotan has a kind of blind worship of Chongjiu, quite a brother is not in the rivers and lakes, but this has always had the legend of the brother, and its prestige is close to the old dragon king, which is a later story.

Returning to the palace of Ranshi Mountain, he started cultivating again, and he didn't take this one thing to heart. Just when he played a casual move, Xiao Yulong's strength was not worth mentioning, but it was also an indispensable part of the ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties. How to use it, Chongjiu still has to think about it in his heart, these are too early, the havoc in the Heavenly Palace has not yet begun, the monkey's five hundred years of imprisonment has not yet been over, and the golden cicada is still chanting the scriptures in the Western Spirit Mountain, not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

The most important thing now is how to improve his cultivation, now that his cultivation has reached the late stage of Daluo True Immortal, he has gained a lot from fighting with the yellow-robed monster, and the bottleneck has been faintly loosened, it is time to break through.

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, a nine-turn golden pill appeared, three nine-turn golden pills, one was given to Wansheng, and the remaining two appeared.

No longer hesitate, swallow it in one gulp, worthy of the golden pill refined by the saint himself, the slightest fragrance is permeated, the entrance turns into mist, the strange thing is that the whole mist does not fall but rises, spreads to the entire skull, and then the head stretches down, reaching the limbs.

The light sound of the avenue, slightly echoing in the whole body, the outside is silent, the body is like the roar of the waves, and the Tao Te Ching imprinted in the bones of the body is slightly emerging, catering to the light sound, slowly circulating, allowing Chongjiu to enter a mysterious and mysterious realm, unpredictable.

There is no time for cultivation, three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the entire Chixiao Palace was sealed by the Water and Fire Banners three years ago. Although it is indescribable, at a glance, it can be seen that it is extraordinary.

On this day, Bibotan was empty, except for a voice in the dungeon roaring and scolding according to the custom, there was nothing else to do, the old dragon king lay leisurely in the crystal palace, squinting his eyes, rubbing the purple clay pot in his hand, and drinking a sip of tea from time to time to the spout.

This is the day, I don't know how many times more comfortable than the West Sea.

A clear sound suddenly came into the ears, and the originally calm blue wave pool suddenly became lively, because the lying black phoenix that only had black clouds transformed into black clouds on the Tiantian Peak took off and circled in the air again.

The old dragon who was drinking tea trembled, and the purple clay pot in his hand fell to the ground and fell apart. He didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately flew out of the Crystal Palace and walked towards the Chixiao Palace, which supported the Heavenly Peak, but a water-blue figure was faster than him, turning into a streamer and entering the palace.

As expected, the blocking formation had disappeared. The old dragon entered it without the slightest hindrance, and at a glance he saw his beloved girl hanging on a person like a big horse monkey.