Returning to the fairyland for a blind date

Chapter 167 Mini Dragon

"Damn it, old Lu Ya! Aww... you damn little thing, you dare to trick you, Mr. Long!" The Zijin Shenlong roared again and again, and at this moment, the dragon element in its body was crazily drilling into the tortoise shell .

It originally wanted to absorb the innate spiritual energy in the turtle shell, but it was thought that the turtle shell sucked its dragon essence. What frightened it the most was that it couldn't even shake off the turtle shell in the dragon's claw.

"Ow~~~~"

Zijin Shenlong let out a roar that shook the sky, concentrated all his energy to fight against the turtle flakes, it wanted to suck back the lost dragon yuan, it really couldn't bear the fact that his ten thousand years of penance had made the turtle flakes cheap.

But at this moment, under Ye Feng's astonished eyes, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the turtle's shell, and then the holy light quickly spread into the sky, covering the [-]-meter dragon inside.

"Damn! Damn! You all should be damned!" Zijin Shenlong yelled angrily. It wanted to stretch out its claws to crush Ye Feng, who had pitted it, but at the next moment, it suddenly found that it was restrained by a magical force. The body couldn't even move an inch.

Then what made it even more terrified was that it felt the dragon yuan in its body rushing madly into the turtle shell, and it couldn't be stopped.

"This..." Ye Feng was also a little stunned, and his heart was full of deep fear for this turtle shell.

The bright light emitted by the tortoise's shell can even hold back the purple-gold dragon, what kind of old tortoise's tortoise's shell has such perverted supernatural power!

"Aww..." Zijin Shenlong stared desperately at the magical tortoise shell attached to its giant claw like a maggot, and howled in shock: "What the hell are you, damn it! Aww... "

"Damn it, why don't you let go of Uncle Long..."

"Brother, uncle, ancestor, please, please stop, Xiaolong really can't stand it..."

"Master, god, you can just spare Xiaolong, Xiaolong knows he's wrong..."

Zijin Shenlong was irritable and domineering at first, but now he begged repeatedly in a low voice, but the magical tortoise shell didn't care about it at all, and accelerated the speed of absorbing the dragon essence in its body.

Ye Feng stared blankly at the scene, and didn't know what to say anymore, but whether it was the purple gold dragon or the magical tortoise shell, it was completely beyond his imagination.

Time flies.

An hour later, Zijin Shenlong's body, which was more than 100 meters long, shrank by a section.

Two hours later, another section shrunk.

……

Ten hours later, the sky had already brightened, but the [-]-meter dragon last night was already less than a foot long.

The miraculous tortoise flakes flew back to Ye Feng's hands, the tortoise flakes were shining brightly, and Ye Feng felt like throwing them away.

The magic of this thing is completely beyond his imagination.

But Ye Feng just hesitated for a moment, and put it into the storage ring. Of course, he would study such a magical thing if he had the chance.

Ye Feng looked at the Zijin Shenlong who was already crawling on the ground like a dead dog less than a foot away, and suddenly burst out laughing. He grabbed the Zijin Shenlong and held it in his hand, pulling and pinching it like a chef. Just like catching ramen.

"Hahaha, it's really a turn of wind and water, little reptile, I see that you can still turn out the palm of my immortal master in the future, haha..."

At this time, Zijin Shenlong was already listless, looking like he was dying.

The tortoise piece is cruel enough, forcibly absorbing all the tens of thousands of years of cultivation of the Zijin Shenlong, turning it into a "miniature dragon".

"Little thing, let go of you, Master Long, or you will kill you!" Humiliated by Ye Feng, Zijin Shenlong had the urge to hit the wall and die, thinking of it, the majestic five-clawed Zijin Shenlong, the emperor of the dragon clan, It was actually sucked out of the dragon's energy by a piece of turtle shell, and the most angry thing about it is that it was humiliated by a small human being. It was almost dead, this dragon is so embarrassing!

"I'm stupid, when the fuck is it, you dare to fuck me, I'll let you fuck!" Ye Feng slapped the mini dragon's head hard, "You dare to fuck!"

"Wow! Little thing, how dare you hit your master dragon on the head, let's see if your master dragon doesn't tear you apart!" the miniature dragon howled.

"Still arrogant!" Ye Feng slapped the mini faucet several times in a row, making the mini dragon dizzy.

"Damn it! You are disrespectful to your Master Long, and Master Long is going to eat you!" The miniature dragon shook its head and yelled again.

"You little reptile, you still want to eat me!" Ye Feng held the tail of the miniature dragon, walked up to a big rock, and whipped it like a whip on the rock.

"Aww... bastard! Bastard! Damn it! You actually humiliated you, Mr. Long, me, me, me..."

The mini-dragon spirit wanted to vomit blood. Although its cultivation was completely sucked by the damn turtle shell, it was the emperor of the dragon clan with tenacious vitality. Ye Feng couldn't kill it at all, but it would also feel get hurt ah.

"Little reptile, are you convinced?" Ye Feng asked while holding the miniature dragon fiercely on the stone.

"I convince you, sir, that you let go of this dragon..." the miniature dragon vomited blood and roared.

"Not convinced yet?" Ye Feng twitched violently again.

……

"Wow! Little... uncle, stop, stop, you are my uncle, Xiaolong, take it!" Finally, the miniature dragon could no longer stand such crazy abuse, and wailed and compromised.

"Hmph, counting your knowledge, now, I swear by your reputation as the dragon god of the dragon clan, that you will become the mount of this immortal venerable from now on." Ye Feng stopped and said.

"Impossible!" Taking advantage of Ye Feng's inattention, the mini dragon broke free from Ye Feng's hand and jumped out, and then ran towards the valley desperately.

"Little reptile, let you run 90 meters first." Ye Feng laughed from behind. At this time, the miniature dragon is about the same as a big gecko, and the speed is just that. Ye Feng is not afraid that it can escape from the palm of the hand. Even the miniature dragons can't escape his palm.

"Ah! Little bastard, let me go..." Before the mini dragon ran 100 meters, Ye Feng stepped on its tail, and immediately turned to look at Ye Feng with teeth and claws.

"Haha, you run, why don't you run away?" Ye Feng looked at it disdainfully and smiled.

"Aww! God damn boy, you must die!" the miniature dragon howled angrily.

"Hurry up, swear, and become the mount of this immortal." Ye Feng looked at the mini dragon disdainfully.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I am the only purple-gold dragon in the sky and on the earth. I am extremely noble. How can I be the mount of a small human? You are insulting our dragon clan again!" The miniature dragon kept shaking his head. don't swear.

Dragons have a kind of arrogance that they are inherently nobler than other races, especially the dragons. It is impossible for them to be used as human mounts. This is simply a great insult to them, worse than killing them. To be difficult.

"Little reptile, do you think this immortal can't handle you? Hmph, I just haven't had breakfast yet, so I'm going to have a good meal of 'roasted dragon meat' today."

As Ye Feng said, he picked up a pile of dead branches and broken wood, ignited it with a fireball, and then even carried the miniature dragon to roast it on the fire.

"God damn boy, you are really vicious, ouch..." The miniature dragon kept swinging back and forth on the flames, wailing as it was burned.

"How do you feel, do you want me to add more materials, haha." Ye Feng laughed jokingly.

"No, no, damn it, let me go, Mr. Long is so hot..." The miniature dragon hurriedly shook his head, already spouting Ye Feng's scolding blood in his heart.

"Swear!" Ye Feng said lightly.

"Impossible! Aww... It's done, it's done, big brother, uncle, ancestor, let Xiaolong go, I can't take it anymore, Aww..." The miniature dragon was about to go crazy.

"swear!"

"Impossible, ouch..."

"I swear!" Ye Feng added a three-flavored real fire. The three-flavored real fire can not only be extremely hot, but also burn the soul.

"Aww! You are my uncle... Dragon God, I swear by your incomparably sacred reputation. From now on, I am willing to be... Well, big brother, what the hell are you called? What's the name? Aww, come on, Master Long really can't take it anymore..." After being roasted by the three-flavored real fire, no matter how thick the skin is, the miniature dragon really can't stand it, but even the soul is roasted along with it Smell.

"Ye Feng."

"I, I, I am proud to be Ye Feng's mount. If there is any violation, I am willing to sacrifice the dragon's tendons and bones in honor of the Dragon God. Aww, big brother, Xiaolong is completely convinced, quickly accept the three flavors..." Mini After taking the oath, the dragon wailed.

"If you're smart, tell me, are there any other flowers down here?" Ye Feng asked with a smile as he threw the miniature dragon on the ground.

The miniature dragon took a deep breath and crawled on the ground dying, already losing the majesty of a dragon.

(End of this chapter)