Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 744 Strange Fragrance

"Your sister, what eyes do you have? Are you looking down on Benying? Believe it or not, I will cut you right now..."

The scorned Dark Flying Eagle was furious, and was struggling to rush over to tear the vendor apart, but was dragged aside by Ao Yunlong's wings.

Now that he has just arrived in Qingmu City, he doesn't want to cause trouble like this, exposing himself to the bright side, it's better to do it secretly, so that Dongfang Qingfeng and Tai Cangning three brothers don't find out.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't you see us coming?"

Just as Ao Yunlong dragged the Dark Flying Eagle aside, a huge gap was torn apart in the crowded road. He turned his head and looked over. push away.

Take a closer look at these six people, each one of them is extremely strange, the head of the head has two horns, the skin color of the two people on the left and right is dark purple, and the body of the other is composed of gray rock blocks, and the three behind are also Different faces.

One tooth was exposed by nearly [-] centimeters, and the other had scales on its back. What was even more frightening was that the monk walking slowly behind had a faint black mist all over his body, and his eyes protruded, revealing a large The whites of the eyes are like walking corpses crawling out of the dead.

But there is no doubt that the terrifying aura emanating from these six monks is not comparable to that of ordinary monks. They are all full of blood and blood, and their power is terrifying, just like terrifying beasts walking in the world.

"What do you look at, if you don't let it be, do you want to die!"

The monk with green horns kicked out the small vendors who were setting up a stall at the side with one foot, and then crushed all those items with one foot, so arrogant that he was extremely arrogant.

"Don't hurry up!"

These six people are like big devils here, rushing all the way, although everyone is resentful, but no one dares to step forward to stop it, because the breath of these six people is too powerful .

It wasn't until the six of them had walked for a long time that chattering chatter started around them.

"Isn't that the Meishan Six Monsters? I heard that the worst ones have the strength of a seventh-rank Martial God, and it is rumored that the boss of the Meishan Six Monsters has reached the ninth-rank Martial God, and is only one step away from the Yasheng. Today At first glance, it is really extraordinary, with the attitude of heaven, it is definitely not something ordinary people can provoke."

Some people marveled at the tyrannical strength of the six Meishan monsters just now, but more were cursing the Meishan six monsters for being too violent and arrogant.

"I am not optimistic about them. Such a style of behavior is destined to go far and be sanctioned by others."

"That is, if they mention the iron plate at any time, it will be up to them.|"

"..."

Many people are seconding, thinking that the six monsters of Meishan are too arrogant, and the road of cultivation is destined to not go far in the future.

However, some people don't think so.

"You guys are just sour here. They are arrogant because they have their own tyrannical strength as their backing, unlike you who only talk behind their backs."

"Ten thousand steps back, so what if they kicked the board, they have the support of the Lord of Meishan behind them, a terrifying existence that is recognized as being among the best among martial saints, who is not afraid of it."

"..."

Ao Yunlong didn't bother to listen to these people's self-righteous comments, so he continued to move forward.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

Suddenly there was a strong wind whistling, Ao Yunlong raised his head to look at the sky, but saw a group of monks dressed in white, who were enchanting and graceful like fairies, drifting past.

"Wow! The fairies of Misty Pavilion!"

Someone exclaimed, with red hearts in their eyes, looking like a standard pervert.

"It turned out to be the Piaomiao Pavilion, which is full of beauties. Ah, if I can get an outsider from the Piaomiao Pavilion in this life, no, even if it is a maid who sweeps the floor, I will die without regret."

"Look, you are worthless, but I am determined to marry Fairy Baijiao."

"Get lost, Fairy Baijiao is mine and no one can beat her."

"Fuck, why are you so shameless? Fairy Baijiao is obviously me."

"You fucking, it's mine."

"its mine……"

It's ridiculous that a group of monks quarreled directly because of this matter, and even fought, as if whoever could win in this quarrel would belong to Bai Jiao.

Ao Yunlong in the Piaomiao Pavilion had heard that all of them were female disciples, and all of them had one-in-a-million looks.There are legends that even the maids and servants inside are all rare beauties who are eye-catching to the outside world.

Needless to say, this Bai Jiaogui is the young master of the Misty Pavilion, her face is naturally needless to say, and her talent is superb. She is almost the goddess in the hearts of all male monks. Wherever she goes, she is always the focus of the audience. .

But even so, wouldn't it be so exaggerated? Could it cause these monks to be so restless just by flying over their heads without even seeing their faces and figures?

Ao Yunlong was suspicious, but the next moment he woke up suddenly, because he felt a strange fragrance coming from his nostrils, he wanted to get into his mind, and then paralyze his soul, let his consciousness fall into a kind of state of confusion.

There was a faint sound of dragon chant from his dantian, vaguely as if a real dragon floated out of his dantian, cruising in the sea of ​​his soul, the roar of the real dragon scattered all the special fragrance, and his eyes returned to clarity .

He raised his head, just in time to catch a glimpse of a figure in a gorgeous long dress passing by in mid-air, Ao Yunlong knew in his heart immediately, the reason why these crowds are so frenzied, and even raised their hands directly because of such a trivial matter, is probably not It is closely related to that peculiar fragrance and that gorgeous figure.

But just today, he suddenly discovered that his true dragon spirit actually has such effects, which can prevent him from falling into the chaos of his consciousness.

"Fairy Baijiao is mine."

The Dark Flying Eagle on one side was full of mood, fluttering their wings excitedly, and said with blurred eyes, obviously he also found the way.

Regarding this, Ao Yunlong's actions were quite rough, he picked up Diablo Flying Eagle, and beat it on the head.

"Ah, brother, what's the matter, why does my head hurt so much, what happened just now?"

The Dark Flying Eagle rubbed his dark little head soberly, and said with an aggrieved face, pursing his lips.

(End of this chapter)