Immortal God King

Tianwu and golden winged Mirs fight again in the void.

These two ferocious objects are fierce, constantly colliding with each other, and then splashing with astonishing fluctuations.

Countless monsters crawled on the ground, shivering.

There was a roar again in the golden light.

That's the dragon song!

"Look." Lin Wenwen points there.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at it, and saw a little white dragon flying out there!

Although young, but the whole body is full of scales, shining in the light of the very dazzling. It flew up to the sky, burst out a roar, roar of the ground is crazy burst.

With a whistling sound, the golden winged Mirs give up fighting with tianwu. With the development of their wings, they set off a mighty wind.

The little white dragon's copper bell like eyes burst with thunder. Then it turned and flew away.

"It's little white dragon!"

"The born pure blood demon king is the little white dragon, chasing."

"Where does the real dragon go?"

In the Bush, suddenly appeared a shadow, including some old monsters of fission.

An old man, wearing a Tai Chi gown, holding a duster and moving his robe, chased the little white dragon. Jiang Xiaobai knows this man. He is a real lying cow in Shizhou

A monk appeared, naked, holding a golden bowl. His whole body was golden, like a King Kong with angry eyes. The empty boat people of King Kong Temple are also masters of fission.

The people on the empty boat sacrificed the golden bowl and magnified it crazily.

The golden bowl glows, and the edge looks like a huge black hole. Then, a terrible suction gushes out, directly covers the little white dragon, and wants to put its income in.

Little white dragon struggled for a while, and his tail shook slightly.

It crackled like thunder. The lightning on the dragon's tail almost split into the sky and broke free.

Golden winged Mirs see this, spit out a flash of lightning, cleave to the lying cow.

Snail real cold hum a: "flat hair animal."

He gently waved the dust in his hand, and suddenly, the three thousand silver wires extended rapidly, turned into a long whip, and beat the golden winged Mirs.

The golden winged Mirs roared and clanged, and there were sparks on their bodies.

It continued to dive, directly to the top of the little white dragon, claws suddenly buckle in the back of the little white dragon, a hard pull.

All of a sudden, dragon blood spilled in the air, and scales fell.

The little white dragon screamed and fell to the ground. Before we can escape, tianwu will kill us.

"Let's go, little white dragon. We can't intervene in this matter any more." Lin Wenwen said that this level of fighting has already involved his father Wuling Xianjun.

Of course, the cultivation of Wuling Immortal King is far more than these people.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and rushed out with Lin Wenwen.

From the rear came the shrill roar of little white dragon, and they knew that little white dragon was bound to be more or less dangerous. No matter it is the sky Wu or the golden winged Mirs, it has a natural restraint to the young dragon.

Of course, if the real dragon is successful, it is far superior to all living beings.

The sound of the stream came, but it was covered by fog. I didn't know where it was.

"With the sound of water, it should be the south. Where the south is, it should be the edge of the monster forest." Jiang Xiaobai looked at the mist in front of him and said.

"Go to the stream. I'm going to clean it up." Lin Wenwen said.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and followed the sound of the water.

Lin Wenwen followed him, his head drooping, his face slightly red. Jiang Xiaobai looked at her suspiciously: "what's the matter with you?"

Lin Wen shook his head: "it's OK."

Jiang Xiaobai seems to understand what: "is not where the injury, to deal with it?"

Lin Wenwen still lowered his head: "well, he was injured on his chest and was poisoned by tianwu. I need to deal with it."

"Can I help you?" Jiang Xiaobai looked at her chest, and her eyes couldn't move.

What kind of petite woman does Lin Wenwen belong to? She's not plump, but she's definitely not shriveled. The concave ground is concave, and the convex place is convex.

"Where are you looking?" Lin Wenjiao was angry, but he didn't feel any disgust. On the contrary, he was happy.

Jiang Xiaobai quickly looked away and did not look.

"Wait for me by the stream." Lin Wenwen finished, his body flashed and disappeared in the same place.

Jiang Xiaobai gave a bitter smile and walked to the stream.

In front of my eyes, there was a winding stream with trees on both sides. The mist covered the cage, making it very quiet.

At the bend of the stream, there are one or two deep pools with clear water. Jiang Xiaobai is pleased to see a hunter. He takes off his clothes and stabs him down.

After two fights, he was also spattered with a few wisps of blood.

Sensing the stream washing on her body, Jiang Xiaobai felt that her pores were all open.

"Comfortable." Jiang Xiaobai leaned against the stream and sighed.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

There are two beams of light from the corner, fell on him.

Jiang xiaobaihuo turned his head and looked at the corner of the deep pool.

There do not know when there has been a woman, the whole body is not a wisp, is flashing big eyes, looking at him in doubt.

Her skin is as white and delicate as white jade. Below the neck is still dormant in the water, a pair of white lotus like general arm in the splash. Her eyes were shining, as if she could talk.

What surprised him even more was that there were two short dragon horns on her forehead, and there was a scale in the middle of her eyebrow, a bright one.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes shrank: "who are you?"

Before the woman could answer, the sad sound of the Dragon came from the distance.

The woman's eyes suddenly dim down, and then the tears continue to slide: "brother in order to protect me... Fall."

Jiang Xiaobai's breath was all short, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

The pure blood demon king born in the monster forest is not the little white dragon, but the woman in front of her!

In the memory of Ke Wanxian, the master of arming, the birth of a real dragon must be accompanied by an accompanying monster, which can die for the real demon king at the critical moment.

In other words, little white dragon just died for him. All people think that xiaobailong is the real demon king, but they didn't expect that the real demon king is here and can be transformed successfully.

"They killed my brother. From then on, I'm the only one left." The Dragon girl cried and said. Tears rolling down, into crystal, fell into the deep pool.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaobai didn't know what to say. He went ashore in a hurry and put on his clothes. "Girl, don't be sad. Let's put on our clothes before we talk, OK?"

The Dragon girl nodded and snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, a thin suit of clothes appeared directly on her body, covering only the important parts.

Jiang Xiaobai only looked at it once, and the nosebleed almost came down.

Trough... Bikini!

There are bikini in the world

Jiang Xiaobai cried in his heart.