Say goodbye to Bai Xiaozhen and leave each other's jade signals. Came to a red leaf elixir shop.

In a room decorated with a five-grade fire dragon bone, Wang Qiang took out the six-rank pill contained in a purple jade Xuanjin bottle. This is the thing in the Fracier Space Ring, and the ghost market shopkeeper said that this is a six-grade Ten Thousand Poisons Immortal Pill, one hundred billion fairy spirit stones. Wang Qiang has three in his hand.

The shop here is all five-grade cultivation, Wang Qiang wants to sell the pill first, give himself and Alice Mao Qingqing, and promote the cultivation to the fourth-grade is talking.

Changed three bottles to Alice Cat Qingqing, one bottle per person. A warm current surged all over the body, and the cultivation from the early stage of the third grade to the fourth grade did not have any levels, and it rushed through, it was simply a miracle medicine. Wang Qiang thought to himself: If you also cultivate a fart and kill a few dragons, you can become a top master.

Called on the blue and they killed at the gate of the city, ready to kill a special killing, a team of only a few dozen three-eyed ghost clansmen with five-grade cultivation at the gate of the city, dragging their tattered bodies, crawling towards the city with a sad expression.

There was an ironclad man on the side who said: "The nocturnal ghost king group is over, more than three hundred five-grade ghost kings, they were originally hunting five-grade flying dragons in the Flying Dragon Valley, who knows where more than a dozen six-rank black dragons flew in, and almost all of them were eaten, these dozens of them were spit out when they were full, it was too miserable." ”

The people on the road sighed, dragon hunting was originally a matter of life and death, and each had a destiny.

Wang Qiang saw that the city was so dangerous, but if he didn't enter the tiger's den, he wouldn't be so unlucky to meet the six-rank dragon.

The ancient trees are towering, the spirit trees are luxuriant, the spirit springs are all over the place, and there are spirit beasts from time to time, "Ha Sipin floating grass, the ghost market can sell 550,000 fairy spirit stones," the tall and strong jumped off the beast and pulled up a fairy grass with only one leaf and put it into a disposable space bag.

Blue rode on a war beast and said, "The immortal qi here is so strong, you can sleep for hundreds of years and you can rise to the fifth grade. ”

"If you still sleep a fart, you can be promoted to the fifth rank by killing a five-rank dragon. Zhu Jingang said with a yearning face.

"A five-grade dragon is worth 10,000 dragon crystals, and a dragon whip can sell for 5,000 dragon crystals, and I heard that it can also extend its life," Wang Shoucai said.

As he was talking, the originally cloudless sky suddenly began to rain heavily. The road instantly turned muddy, and from time to time the soles of the beasts slipped and fell, and the heavens of Dragon Island changed, like a child's face.

A spotted python suddenly flew down from the giant tree, entangled Zhu Jingang and strangled it hard, trying to twist Zhu Jingang into pulp, but it chose the wrong object. Even the sixth-grade killing king can't be killed, and the four-grade peak beast can withstand him.

Zhu Jingang pinched the seven inches of the spotted python, pulled out the five-grade fairy sword, stabbed the sword from top to bottom, reached into the abdomen, and dug out a green snake gall the size of an egg, "Boss, you can see clearly if you eat it" Zhu Jinhong said to Wang Qiang with the bloody snake gall.

"Grass, you just wiped it with your hands, and you wanted to eat it for me without washing your hands. Swallow it yourself. After Wang Qiang finished speaking, Blue intended to take it, and immediately withdrew his hand and stayed away from this unhygienic pig-headed man.

"What a big deal, what a fuss, I heard that the Brahma people use their left hand to grasp the rice, and the right hand to grasp the big solution. I don't live health, health, happiness, and happiness. Zhu Jingang finished speaking nonchalantly, and then swallowed the snake gallbladder in one gulp.

Mao Qingqing couldn't stand Zhu Jingang's lack of hygiene, and a ball of mud smashed on Zhu Jingang's face: "Make you a spiritual mud mask, it can whiten." Don't rub, don't wipe, maybe it's the dung of the seven-rank dragon that can improve your cultivation, haha. ”

Zhu Jingang washed his face with stream water, and said angrily: "When you catch the dragon, let it pull a few tons for you to make a mask." Don't shirk when the time comes. ”