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Chapter 0089 – The Power of Binding Dragon Rope and Jade Jing Bottle!!

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“Didn’t you receive my magical powers, did you? It was you who attacked, and I took what I insisted on saying, and it was I who learned your magical powers. ”

Wang Xiaotian said with a smile.

But he said that he was not polite and went straight out.

That look of not being afraid at all showed contempt for the late cultivators surnamed Wen.

The late cultivator surnamed Wen was so angry that his body trembled. Seeing that Wang Xiaotian had already walked to the gate of the hall, he finally flicked his sleeves and snorted and followed.

Zhao Wu Zheng San Lao did not know Wang Xiaotian’s strength, but he knew that the late cultivators surnamed Wen were indeed very powerful. They were afraid that Wang Xiaotian would make a mistake, so they all hurriedly caught up.

Then came the scattered cultivators, Danxia sent the other cultivators of the Jiedan Period, when Zhao Linger hesitated slightly, she was about to stand up and see how Wang Xiaotian was fighting, Linger, she heard her father Zhao Cheng call her.

She came to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng asked, “That Wang Daoyou, how is the divine power?” ”

“This, my daughter is not easy to say, but he will definitely be better than that senior Wen.”

Zhao Linger said.

Although the other party and her were both cultivators of the Jiedan period, they were equal to her grandfather. Out of respect for her grandfather, she called the other party 003 senior.

“Oh?”

The daughter’s evaluation of Wang Xiaotian was so high, which Zhao Cheng did not expect. He thought for a while and said, “Well, you have been more thoughtful since you were a child, and if you say so, then the father will be relieved.” ”

He took his daughter out, and after leaving the Xiaguang Hall, the transmission informed the three elders over there of what Zhao Linger said.

The three elders’ expressions became a little strange.

At this time, Wang Xiaotian and the late monk surnamed Wen left the Danxia Mountain Mountain Mountain Near a distance away, and there were dozens of zhang between the two.

The late cultivator surnamed Wen said coldly, “Wang Daoyou is ready to take the recruit?” ”

“Wen Daoyou don’t need to be polite, you can start at any time.”

Wang Xiaotian crossed his waist with his left hand and made a gesture of invitation.

The late monk surnamed Wen snorted, slapped his waist, and a pitch-black crutch flew out of the storage bag.

“Dragon head crutches!”

Wang Xiaotian’s divine sense spread all around, and he immediately heard someone on the cliff calling out this name. It was the monk surnamed Zhou.

He also said: “I didn’t expect Wen Daoyou to use this ancient treasure in the first place! ”

“Victory and defeat may be divided in an instant.”

A mid-Jiedan casual cultivator surnamed Yang said in his tone a little nervous and expectant.

Wang Xiaotian looked at the crutch and saw that the crutch head was indeed in the shape of a dragon’s head. Especially the part of the dragon’s head, it is really very vivid, like a real thing.

The late monk surnamed Wen looked at Wang Xiaotian and sneered twice, did not speak, and punched a magic decision on the crutches.

The dragon head’s eyes glowed red with blood. Then the whole crutch rose against the wind, and in an instant it was already ten feet huge. Then he transformed into a dragon.

The dragon let out a dragon groan, and the disgusted medical color was also dispersed a lot.

The cultivators on the other side of the cliff all had a solemn look on their faces.

Someone whispered: “Looking at the power of that dragon, I am afraid that there is a sixth-level demon beast level sixth-level dragon, and most of the people who are not ordinary Jiedan late stage cultivators can match, they all think that they don’t want to fight with that dragon… They looked at Wang Xiaotian again, thinking, how should this young cultivator who had stirred the late cultivator surnamed Wen to this position deal with it?

I saw Wang Xiaotian scratching his cheeks, looking rather troubled.

The late monks surnamed Wen didn’t care so much, and they drank. The dragon’s blood-red vertical pupils glared at Wang Xiaotian, and he opened his teeth and danced his claws and rushed straight up.

Wang Xiaotian’s right hand slid unhurriedly across his waist, and a golden rope flew out.

The rope snaked in the shape of a snake, and soon came to the dragon’s side, circling around the dragon’s body into a spring-like spiral, which was likely to entangle the dragon.

Seeing this, the late monk surnamed Wen did not panic a little.

The dragon, under his control, slashed with its claws.

The rope was struck, but it bent in the direction of the slash, looking weak.

The late monk surnamed Wen frowned… This dragon usually has a claw toe, and even if it is a solid magic weapon, it will also have Dao traces. This rope seems rather strange.

But the monk of the later Wen period quickly loosened his brows and instructed the dragon to grab the rope with both claws, open its huge mouth and bite it down with a mouth full of fangs.

The collision of teeth with teeth is like two sharp swords intertwined, and the harsh sound of metal splashes makes people frown.

The late monk surnamed Wen nodded in satisfaction and looked at the opposite side.

He originally thought that this blow would break Wang Xiaotian’s magic weapon. It can not only make the other party feel sorry for the loss of the magic weapon, but also give the other party a certain pain through the connection between the magic weapon and the monk.

But he didn’t expect Wang Xiaotian to look like he didn’t care.

The monk surnamed Wen was stunned and looked towards the dragon, but he was a little shocked.

The rope between the dragon’s teeth and claws was still golden and undamaged.

And not only that, the spiral that hovered had completely enveloped the dragon’s body. The spiral circle is tightening, and the number of laps is visibly increasing… With just this effort, one-third of the dragon’s body was already covered within the rope, which had never been done in the past fighting methods of the monks surnamed Wen. Usually, as long as this ancient treasure is sacrificed, it can be unfavorable.

He was shocked in his heart and thought, “It seems that this person does have some doorways. ”

Another magic strike hit the dragon in his hand, and the dragon twisted more violently and bit more fiercely.

However, no matter how much it struggled, the rope not only did not break in the slightest, but also wrapped it tighter and tighter.

The monk surnamed Wen was finally moved.

He originally thought that this ancient treasure alone could make the other party unable to parry, and he didn’t want to use other means at all. At this time, where he dared to hold up, he quickly slapped the back of his head, opened his mouth and sprayed forward, and a small purple flame erupted from his mouth.

At the beginning, the flame was really just the size of an egg, and after it was sprayed into the pure spiritual energy by its mouth, it suddenly rose and burned.

The astonishing spiritual pressure also came out of the purple flame, and it seemed that the power was still on the dragon’s head crutch.

“Go.”

The monk surnamed Wen pointed at Ziyan.

The purple flame deformed and turned into a purple phoenix, flying towards the area where the dragon and the rope two treasures were fighting.

But halfway through, a blue water light suddenly rolled up, engulfing the purple flame into it.

Shui Guang also flew in the direction of Wang Xiaotian with purple flame, but the monk surnamed Wen was shocked and angry, and quickly pinched the purple flame power.

But no matter how the monk surnamed Wen urged the purple flame, the purple flame could not get out of the water light at all.

Finally, together with the water light, it flew into a white jade bottle