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Facing the ninth-level king beast, the head of the little fat man was still sinking like water. He jumped over the deep ditch that was broken out a little clumsily, and then walked towards the old dragon step by step. ()レ.773buy.?レ

Everyone held their breath at this moment. The strength of the ninth-level king beast had reached the realm of transforming the sky, and this monster that had survived for 10 years had obviously reached its peak. Even Elder Xuanyuan might not be able to deal with it.

Seeing that ignorant mortal approaching step by step, Canglong felt that his majesty had been violated, and was furious. From the deep hole, he suddenly protruded two giant dark golden claws, as if he could squeeze Yishen into a Meat puree.

However, when the giant claw appeared ten feet in front of the head of Yishen, it suddenly twisted strangely, making a crackling sound, the void mirror suddenly shrank and collapsed, and the huge dragon claw fell into it In an instant, it became a bloody ball, and the ancient dragon scales peeled off.

Creatures like dragons are almost invincible in terms of defense, so many defensive spirit treasures will use materials such as dragon scales, keel bones, and dragon skin that are extremely hard but still soft, let alone this one that has lived for 10 years. Ten Thousand Years of Canglong.

But in front of this little fat man's head, it's like paper paste, it seems that it will shatter if you pull it lightly.

Yishen's stride is not big, nor too fast, but now he has come to the front of the dragon head, with his hands on his back, ignoring the majestic dragon head as huge as a mountain, walking directly beside it past.

Those extremely turbid long eyes opened wide suddenly, as if a kind of extreme fear had penetrated into the depths of his heart. This was the second time it had felt this fear today.

However, this time was different. The sense of fear disappeared quickly, because the consciousness was also slowly dissipating. When Yishen walked by, a large piece of dragon scales was torn off its extremely huge neck, and pieces of it were taken up. flesh and blood.

boom!

The dragon's head broke off from its neck and fell heavily on the frozen lake without a sound.

Seeing this, Elder Xuanyuan appeared beside Yishen in a flash, and said, "The other sects haven't come here yet, should we go in first?"

Standing still, he lowered his head and looked at a few extremely shallow footprints on the ice not far away.

The feet are small, seeming to be only three inches, but they are extraordinarily strong when stepping on the ice.

"The monk has already gone in."

Hearing this, Elder Xuanyuan's heart was shocked. He knew the meaning of this sentence very well, but he was also very confused. He knew that there was a king beast guarding here. How could he have already entered? But if it is really No.1 in the imperial court world , but it makes sense.

After seeing the footprints, Yishen frowned, and then walked into the former dynasty of demon gods. Elder Xuanyuan, Xuanming and others also followed extremely cautiously.

A sect that has been silent for 10 years, the suzerain of the year has returned, and no one knows what kind of secrets are buried inside.

……

Yuan Futu and Qin Rongxian sat on Xiaobai's lion-like body, moving forward in the snow at the speed of a gust of wind. The white mountains seemed to stretch endlessly. It took a long time to see the white mountains clearly through the thick cold fog. Quiet white forest.

The aura of demonic power became more and more obvious, but only for Yuan Futu who also possessed demonic power, he was sure that the dynasty of demon gods was in the hinterland of this forest.

Suddenly, Xiaobai's back arched, his mouth let out a low growl, and his eyes burst out with ferocious animalism.

Qin Rongxian immediately said: "There is a situation!"

Yuan Futu frowned, stretched out his true essence, and soon felt the life fluctuation not far away, and said: "There are practitioners in front, who seem to be fighting with spirit beasts."

Now that Mount Shu is summoning sects from all over the world, it is not surprising to meet practitioners here.

"Then what do we do now?"

Yuan Futu pondered for a moment, and said: "It should not be from Mount Shu. Let's go and have a look, and we can get some news by the way. As for Xiaobai, you need to put it away first. After all, the art of controlling beasts is unique to the Demon Sect. If you If your identity is exposed, then I don’t need to say anything.”

Qin Rongxian nodded, and put Xiaobai in the Space Spirit Treasure.

Yuan Futu walked down the hillside with her, and in front of the white forest, three practitioners were fighting with a huge white ape.

The white ape should have reached the seventh level, already a holy beast and close to the level of a king beast. In terms of the strength of the practitioners, it is almost the appearance of Tianmang's early stage, and among the three male practitioners, two are In the early stage of Tianmang, a man in black even reached the middle stage of Tianmang, which is not too difficult for a holy beast of this level.

Visually, he should not be a member of the sect. Yuan Futu deliberately made acquaintance, and took out the soul-eating pearl from his bosom. Once the true essence was instilled, bright lines appeared on the surface of the soul stone inside, and a series of zigzags appeared in the void. The black line hit the ferocious white ape directly.

The white ape was nailed to the spot suddenly, its body trembling like chaff, one could imagine what kind of torture its soul was suffering.

Seeing this, the man in black at the head groaned, and chopped down the long knife in his hand. In the dark blue light curtain, thousands of knife shadows swept over, and he heard a few groans, and the end lost its defense. The white ape was hacked to death on the spot by the endless blade.

"Brother, why did this white ape suddenly stop moving?" a practitioner asked.

The man in black frowned, turned his head to look, and found Yuan Futu and Qin Rongxian walking over, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

Yuan Futu waved his hand, showed a token, and said, "You're welcome, I'm the Sea Territory Loose Cultivator Juechen Immortal, this is my female apprentice."

The man in black said: "It turns out that we are friends from the sea area. We don't have a sect. We are also casual cultivators, but we are quite famous in the western border. My name is Situ Hengdao. They are my sworn brothers. Sheng Wuming With Di Hao."

Situ Hengdao was dressed in black, a cultivator in the middle stage of Tianmang Realm, whose realm was comparable to Yuan Futu's, with a calm aura all over his body, he seemed to be a person who had gone through strong winds and waves.And Sheng Wuming wore a lun scarf on his head and a yellow and white long gown, with a strong book atmosphere in his elegance, his expression was indifferent, but it showed an unpredictable city.As for that Di Hao, he was a burly and reckless man, holding an ax weighing more than a thousand catties, his eyes full of lust were turning maliciously on Qin Rongxian's body, and a sinister smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.