Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 472 Worry
Ninth-rank Lei Yihu happily said: "Old guy, I will help you or not. It is true that you are the first to be hated, and people will get rid of you. They are all old guys who are half buried in the loess, so calm down."

"You're an old guy, and I'm still in my prime! Our high and mighty Dragon Clan naturally has a lifespan that is unmatched by you. How can a lowly race like yours compare to it?"

Ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger still happily replied: "Well, yes, you speak so loudly, it's not that you were tricked by demons and humans who are inferior to you one after another, you also gave face to your dragon clan, and you are the pride of your dragon clan .”

The black dragon let out a groan, and didn't want to continue that annoying topic, so he said again: "How about the matter of Feisheng Pill?"

The ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger's smile did not change: "You have followed Lu Xian'er all the way, and you should know about it. The Holy Land of the Dragon Clan has not yet disappeared, and the Ascension Pill is naturally empty talk."

The black dragon was furious and kept wandering in the heavy rain, but after all, he lost his body, and he didn't dare to act presumptuously with only the spirit of the Mahayana realm.

And now that the great strength has been discounted, if the human race is determined to fight it again, it will be troublesome.

"Hmph, the human race is treacherous, how can we cooperate with them again!" The black dragon cast a contemptuous glance at the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger, "Remember what I said today, there will be days when you will beat your chest and feet, peel your tiger's skin, pull your tiger's tendons, Take your old bones apart and go to the refiner!"

The ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger said happily: "How can I say so much like you. You'd better go quickly, if you don't keep the Mahayana state in the sea, they will come to destroy you and devour your spirit and soul."

The black dragon phantom let out another frenzied dragon chant, thinking that the lowly snake on the bottom of the sea dared to betray a majestic real dragon, and his anger rose from his heart again.

It was windy and rainy.

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger turned into an old man, with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "I don't know if you believe in cause and effect, but I have been influenced by Buddhism for many years, so I believe in cause and effect. You'd better not be obsessed with enmity with the human race and the snake clan. When will the injustice be repaid. In the future, even if you re-cultivate and return to the real body of the Dragon Clan, don't come to the world to do evil again."

"I want you to teach me?" The black dragon phantom also returned to Lu Xian'er's body in an instant, and Lu Xian'er, who had lost one arm, stood in the wind and rain with a look of hostility in his eyes.

Lei Yihu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

"What a smiling tiger, hypocritical and extremely disgusting. Birds do their best to hide, and you will cry later."

The old man Lei Yihu calmly said: "Even if it is the result in the end, it is also the cause and effect of the previous life and this life, the old man can bear it."

The black dragon breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Xian'er rolled her big eyeballs, and said: "The human race is treacherous and insidious, why don't you and I cooperate and join forces to find the holy land of the dragon race."

Lei Yihu smiled again: "You just want to pull me to do your free labor, that old man doesn't have that kind of leisure."

Lu Xian'er snorted angrily, her nostrils were obviously small, but at this moment they were inexplicably dilated.

It was clearly the same delicate face as big as a palm, but it suddenly became strangely rough.

Lei Yihu looked at Lu Xian'er, who had a sudden temperament change, and couldn't help shaking his head, reciprocating retaliation, probably some cause and effect should come.

Lu Xian'er's eyes were already big, but now she glared at Lei Yihu angrily, her eyeballs were so big that it was scary.

"Old guy, do it yourself!"

Lu Xian'er dilated her nostrils and walked away angrily.

It was still raining.

Lei Yihu went back to the sect.

The several Nascent Souls who fell on the ground were also uncovered to identify their identities, and then Tian Yunzong summoned them one by one, asking the other sect or family to come and lead them.

The suzerain of Xianyuzong did not come, but the wife of the suzerain of Xianyuzong.

The suzerain's wife wears a veil and is ashamed to see others.

His son fell in love with the witch from the opposite sect, and even used the incomparably precious Ninth Grade Soul Nourishing Pill to save a witch.
The Madam of the Immortal Jade Sect Patriarch's heart really hurts, the elixir that she and her husband were reluctant to take, which was specially reserved for her son, was actually taken to that demon girl.

The rain gradually receded, and the front of the Tianyun Sect's gate became quiet again.

A colorful long rainbow spans the sky.

Qiu Xuanjing looked at the beautiful Changhong with his hands behind his back, but his mood was not so beautiful.

As expected, Lu Xian'er is worthy of great luck, and the black dragon spirit lives in her body.

With the spirit of the black dragon present, no matter if he strikes half an hour earlier or half an hour later, Lu Xian'er's life will be lost.

Moreover, the black dragon's soul is not weak, and it is still in the Mahayana realm. If the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger grows old, the black dragon has cultivated its own body, and it is not known what kind of wind and rain it will stir up.

In the world of comprehension, how can there be so many precious peaceful days.

The entire comprehension world discussed the matter of the black dragon again.

The resurrection of the black dragon is definitely not good news for the human race.

Some people even complained about why the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger of Tian Yunzong didn't take the opportunity to kill the black dragon directly, so as to avoid future troubles.

However, some people whispered that the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger is a monster race after all, and it is the same race as the black dragon, how could it be possible to consider the human race wholeheartedly.

Including the Flood Snake King on the bottom of the sea, the monster clan already has three Mahayana realms.

The anxiety in many people's hearts has increased a lot.

An Qingli was called to Qiu Xuanjing.

"Then Lu Xian'er, what kind of luck is it?" Qiu Xuanjing asked straight to the point.

An Qingli answered without hesitation: "Four stages of purple luck."

"Fourth stage purple?" Qiu Xuanjing was shocked, "With such high luck, it's no wonder he was picked up by the black dragon and possessed."

An Qingli also nodded, who would have expected that there is still a Mahayana realm hidden in Lu Xianer's shrine.

Qiu Xuanjing calmed down, and then said worriedly: "If that Lu Xian'er relies on the black dragon, and unscrupulously seizes his luck, he will directly raise his luck to rank five purple."

Five stages of purple luck is recognized as ascending luck.

Ruo that black dragon will do anything in order to soar.
Qiu Xuanjing's temples jumped suddenly, and he quickly said to An Qingli: "You must tell your master that the black dragon must try his best to win luck, so that your master should stay in the sect no matter what, and don't go out. Yes Now, and you, don’t go out these days, just stay in the sect.”

An Qingli said: "I'm a female cultivator, so it doesn't matter much."

Qiu Xuanjing glared at An Qingli: "I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Then Lu Xian'er is neither male nor female now, who knows if she will change her taste."

"." The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched, this seemed to make sense, and the black dragon was also known for being a good woman.

Furthermore, she had dealt with Lu Xian'er before, and Lu Xian'er and Hei Long already knew her great luck.

Sanduanzi's luck is indeed a better target than Ji Xiaopeng's.

Seeing that An Qingli was hesitating, Qiu Xuanjing continued angrily, "Don't be self-willed. I haven't heard of people who have been robbed of luck, and there are men and women."

(End of this chapter)