The protagonist is obviously strong but very cautious

Chapter 629 Conspiracy from the White Dragon

Bailong felt the danger coming from the great river.

He instinctively wanted to escape, but above his head, Zheng Tuo glowed all over his body and used his big feet to hold him down.

Unable to dodge, he could only watch as two gray chopsticks the size of spears drilled out of the river.

The gray chopsticks don't have any strong aura, so simple that you think they are ordinary chopsticks.

But Bailong didn't think so.

The magic weapon that can withstand its own white light and remain indifferent is at least at the level of the acquired spirit treasure.

Are these two chopsticks stone tools?

impossible!
It is impossible to have such a perfect stone tool in the world of cultivating immortals, absolutely impossible.

In his disbelieving eyes, the two chopsticks, like two spears, stabbed him fiercely on the mountain in the world of ten directions.

From a distance, it looks miserable.

The mighty dragon clan powerhouse, the peak of the out-of-body stage, the person who has the dragon pattern and the longevity spirit pattern.

It was unexpectedly being poked on the mountain with two chopsticks by a little girl in the Nascent Soul stage.

"what……"

Bailong let out an angry roar, trying to break free from the stone chopsticks.

but.

On the stone chopsticks, there are complex and mysterious spirit patterns emerging.

That is a perfect spirit pattern, extremely powerful, but without any powerful aura, it has reached the point of returning to nature.

With his strength, he couldn't break free at all.

"Little girl, who are you? How can you have a perfect stone tool, be recognized by the stone tool, and be perfectly manipulated."

Bai Long didn't believe it.

All stone tools come from before ancient times, and have experienced endless years of baptism, so it is impossible not to be damaged.

But the facts are right in front of me.

In the hands of this little girl, there is actually a perfect stone tool, and it is a set of two.

If the great world is approaching, the world of cultivating immortals will undergo the greatest changes in history.

The longevity clan was born, the great demon god Baiqu was revived, and the perfect stone tools appeared in the world. Bailong seems to see the distant future, when the entire eastern region is full of wars, but an era full of infinite blood is coming.

When dying of poverty.

He sees a corner of the future.

"No, no, no..."

Bai Long shook his head.

Blood streaks climbed up his pupils, making him look hideous and terrifying.

"No, no, no... I want to live, I want to participate in this event, I want to be the protagonist in this event, I want to crush this era..."

Bailong has his own dream, he has his own way.

That was the reason why he set foot in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this moment, at the time of poverty and death.

He finally remembered why he set foot in the world of cultivating immortals. The dream that was born in his heart blossomed at this moment.

"Roar……"

An incomparably powerful dragon cry came from the white dragon's throat.

In a trance!
A series of extremely powerful longevity spirit patterns emerged from his body.

The Longevity Spiritual Rune had already reached its peak, but it suddenly fell off at this moment.

The white dragon is transforming, he is breaking free from the shackles of the longevity spirit pattern, and returning to the orthodox dragon clan.

"die!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Tuo shot directly.

The Immortal-killing Spear condensed, shaking the universe in all directions, bursting into the void, and was thrown by him.

whoosh...

The Immortal-killing Spear went forward without hesitation, and stabbed at Bailong fiercely.

"boom……"

The mountain exploded, and the Immortal Killing Spear was so powerful that it completely razed that area to the ground.

"not dead!"

Zheng Tuo clearly felt that Bailong was not dead.

Bearing his own Immortal-killing Spear head-on, he didn't die.

"Hahaha……"

Rampant laughter came from the smoke.

"call……"

The strong wind blows, and the smoke and dust disperse.

Right in the middle of the smoke.

Bailong is dressed in white clothes better than snow, with a handsome face, the most outstanding in all ages.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, with a cynical character, and in the dark golden eyes, there are stars all over the sky, twinkling, powerful and confident.

"No Face, I should really thank you for wishing me out of trouble. Without your strength, it would be really difficult for me to break free from the control of the Longevity Curse. Of course, I also want to thank you, little girl. Without your perfect stone tool, the Longevity Curse would not be so easily suppressed." break."

Bailong spoke confidently and told Zheng Tuo the truth, making Zheng Tuo frown.

Good guy.

Why are guys in the world of cultivating immortals so difficult to deal with.

With the help of his own strength, Bailong broke free from the suppression of the longevity curse and returned to the dragon clan.

Today's Bailong gives people the feeling that it is several times stronger than before.

It is infinitely close to the king level, and it is possible to take that step at any time and become a king level powerhouse.

"That's a lot of nonsense, little white dragon, bring the meat."

Heifeng howled and rushed forward.

He doesn't care what your white dragon is doing. In his eyes, the white dragon is food, eating food that can increase combat effectiveness.

Seeing the black phoenix approaching, Bailong frowned wildly, not calm.

"Fried chicken, I have tolerated you for a long time."

Bailong made a move, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white light, and rushed in front of Heifeng.

"Damn! It's faster than nine barrels!"

There was something in Heifeng's words, I didn't expect Bailong to be so fast.

Jiutong's forehead was covered with black lines, recalling some unbearable past events.

Bailong made a move, the dragon pattern in his palm won, and with a bang, he slapped Heifeng firmly.

"oops……"

Heifeng spit out two pieces of magic material immediately after being photographed, and with a whoosh, it turned into a black light and smashed down a mountain severely.

"Your uncle's little Bailong, you're going to kill me, aren't you?"

Heifeng was alive and kicking, rushing out of the collapsed mountain.

"fine!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Long was really astonished.

I slapped the hairless cock with all my strength, but it didn't kill the hairless cock, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Nonsense, you, Mr. Heifeng, what kind of body am I? I'm here."

Heifeng risked his life and charged towards Bailong.

Bailong shot, his strength was indeed higher than that of Heifeng, but he just couldn't kill Heifeng.

Heifeng's physical body is so hard that it makes people feel distressed.

Even the innate spiritual treasures of the defense department are not as good as the physical body of Heifeng.

During the battle between the two.

suddenly!

The lid of the demon-refining pot flew out, and shot it on the back of Bailong's head from an extremely tricky angle.

Although the lid of the pot was not a complete Xiantian Lingbao, it was full of power, and the clanging of Bailong's feet almost made Black Phoenix kneel down.

"Hahaha...Little Bailong, don't give such a big gift, I don't have any red envelopes for you, Mr. Heifeng."

Hei Fengzui was very mean, and continued to rush towards Bailong, fighting.

"roll!"

Bailong raised his hand and patted the black phoenix flying away, then turned his head to look for the position of Jiutong.

But it was found that it could not be found at all.

Don't look at Jiutong with a silly appearance, his talent is as high as the existence of Emperor Xuanyuan Overlord Ye Qingqing.

As Zheng Tuo's first spirit beast, Jiutong has won the essence of Zheng Tuo's fighting spirit.

It uses the field, hides underground, and locks the target!Don't move like a mountain!ready!Swift as the wind!Whoosh...

The lid of the demon-refining pot seized the right opportunity, and slapped Bailong hard on the back of the head where he had just suffered a heavy blow.

In the same position, at the same angle, Bai Long's feet bumped when he was photographed, and he almost knelt down for Hei Feng again.

"Nephew, as I said, don't kneel down to me, I don't have any red envelopes for you."

Heifeng's cheap voice came, and it turned into a black light, rushing towards the white dragon.

Bailong was speechless, the two guys cooperated very well, it was really difficult to deal with.

That being the case.

"Roar……"

The dragon's chant shook the world, and he directly turned into a real dragon body and descended here.

(End of this chapter)