Legend of the Cultivation God

"For your own survival, in order to kill other dragons in Long Island! You have to wait, he waited for millions of years, thousands of years, and finally finally waited for your purest dragon blood! Perhaps..." Here, Xiao Hua suddenly thought of something and stopped.

And Sheng Sheng replied faintly: "What is waiting, isn't it to be patient? I can do it too. You don't know when I was practicing in Long Island. In order to wait for an opportunity, I hide it and hide it in the reef. Waited for three years..."

"Is not right!" Xiao Hua whispered a little. "Since it is still the soul, and there is a dragon pool in the place of the emerald, he... why didn't he plasticize?"

"This...what do I know?" He was somewhat uncomfortable, his eyes turned slightly and he looked in the other direction.

Looking at the look of the sacred, Xiao Hua seems to understand something, cold and cold: "Is it ah... is this the calculation of your Dragon Temple nine elders?"

"Hey, what do the old guys think, I don't know!" sighed and sighed. "But what I know is that I haven't heard of the dragon souls that can be molded in the dragon pool!!"

"Boom!" It was like a thunder hitting Xiao Hua. He was incredible. "How is it possible? The world has legend that you have a dragon wash pool in Long Island!"

"That is the lotus pond of the Buddha's family!" He said, "It has nothing to do with my dragon island! However, since someone has propaganda for my dragon, why are my dragons not happy? Oh, of course, my dragon Washing the dragon pool is not impossible to plastic, but now, no one knows how to shape the body!"

"I was deceived by a group of old people!" Xiao Hua said with a grin.

敖 诡 的 的 shrugged shoulders, smiled and said: "You think about it, isn't everything in the Dragon Hall all you said? What do the old people say? Not all in your words? You are wishful thinking. I think that the dragon pool in Long Island can be shaped. My family has also admitted it, but they have not said how to shape it! All the chances depend on yourself..."

"Forget it" At this time, Xiao Hua is really too lazy to care about a group of old and undead in Long Island, he has to deal with the predicament!

Seeing that Xiao Hua did not ask the question of washing the dragon pool, the sacred sacred also wiped a cold sweat. It is impossible to say that he does not know what the dragons and nine elders think. However, he is a small family of Long Island, after all, and will not point out these tacit things. Even according to what he thought, although Xiao Hua’s dragon veins were more sultry, after he reached the border of Pinnacle, he relied on the abundant dragons in the environment to suppress Xiao Hua. Say nothing to listen to him! However, the development of the matter is beyond the expectation of the sacred, Xiao Hua's dragon vein body not only has its own god, but also can absorb the dragons of other dragons, especially Xiao Hua's law is also stronger than the dragon. From the one hand, Xiao Hua and Long Mai’s body can’t be the enemy of the sacred sacred. How can Xiao Hua be separated from the dragon vein? In the land of Pinnacle, the sacred sacredness became a small follow-up to Xiao Hua, and even when Xiao Hua killed the dragon, he got a piece of it.

In particular, now that he has accidentally fallen into the hatred of the shackles, the sacred heart understands the tightness, and it is absolutely impossible for him to escape from the hateful world. He only relies on Xiao Hua. If Xiao Hua is against him, it must be his own death.

"Yes. Real people!" It was rare for him to lower his proud head and laugh with a smile. "What do you think I am waiting for now?"

Xiao Hua squinted at the sacred. Slightly replied: "Isn't you just told you? Wait!"

"Yes, yes, wait, just be patient!" 敖 急 hurriedly replied, "But... are we more patience?"

"It's better than nothing! Only in this way, I may have a chance to find a flaw from this hateful day!" Xiao Hua thought for a moment. Raise your hand and point one direction. "You fly there. The old man flies to the opposite side and sees how to deal with it!"

"Real people..." Cried, "You will not drop me a dragon to face an old dragon that has lived for millions of years?"

Xiao Hua turned his eyes and replied: "Do you think the old man is that kind of person?"

"It's not like it, it's definitely not like it!"

"Not like? That is... is it?" Xiao Hua asked for a smile.

Hey, he should answer more, and hurriedly urged the dragon to yell: "Yes, yes, I will fly over!"

"Well, remember to go and don't let the sea water get on the dragon's body!" Xiao Hua saw it and flew to another place, and he never lost his mouth.

"Well..." Hey, listening to Xiao Hua’s embarrassment, this is a low heart and immediately lived, and the dragon’s body flew over a hundred feet toward the distance.

When Xiao Hua flies, he still opens his eyes and observes the soul of his body. But seeing the clear dragon head in the eyes of the smashing method is slightly blurred, actually splitting two dragon heads, one of them with a body fluttering in the direction of the sacred sanctuary, the speed is faster than the sacred Three points, while the other one is behind him.

Xiao Hua didn't feel secretly thinking: "The ordinary soul will not leave traces in the break of Xiao Mou's smashing method. That is to say, this can be done with the help of hate heaven, or with the help of dragon fragments. Cultivation has reached another level. This level is afraid that Xiaobailong is not waiting for it! The most troublesome thing is that the soul repair Xiaohua is now very badly hurt and cannot come out to the enemy. If it is useful for the soul, it can only rely on Xiao himself. However, hey, fortunately, there are some gains in the Spring and the Forbidden Sea. Although the soulless art of the sea has never been realized, it can play a role at a critical time."

Xiao Hua is thinking and flying, and the huge dragon head is also following Xiao Hua, which is more patient than Xiao Hua. The effort to fly a meal, seeing the distance from the sacred sacred has exceeded the distance from the previous hatred, Xiaohua's view of the scene has not changed. Xiao Hua understands that this simple distance stretching will not give birth to pressure, and it is even more impossible to find a flaw in hate.

"How is this good?" Xiao Hua held his chin, smashed the dragon's head, and looked like a mocking dragon, thinking about how to deal with the next step.

"Oh..." At this time, in the direction of the sacred place, a huge wave of water was born, but seeing the sea water rewinding, creating a dragon shape, toward the sacred sacred will pass. The singer was shocked and shouted, and the dragon's body suddenly rose, trying to avoid the waves! However, the sacred sacred is just flying out of the sky. In the middle of the sky, the brilliance flashes, the layer of water is shining, like a mirror, and the other sea is actually hanging upside down on the top of the sacred head. Planted into this newly emerging sea, and among the sea, the dragon heads of the three dragon horns show no smirk!

Xiao Hua saw that there was a change in the sacred place. He just wanted to turn around. "Hey..." The strange whistling sound of the wind rang from his feet and the top of his head. With the wind, he had previously been under the sea. The sorrow of the soul suddenly broke out, and it was also the wave that plunged into Xiaohua! Moreover, as the wind whistle blows high, the pieces of dragon's pattern gradually condense into water, and these water flowers are connected together, and a seemingly innocent water surface is born again. Under the water surface, the shape of the dragonfly also appears!

Xiao Hua’s broken eyes have not been closed. Seeing the shallow golden silk fluttering out of the soul, a weak and fuzzy dragon shape condenses at the top of his head. He already understands that this must be a ghost. The mystery of repairing thousands of things. Therefore, there is no hesitation at all. Xiao Hua broke the brilliance of the green color in the eyes of the law, and the lightning and thundering technique suddenly came out. "Booming ......" made Xiao Hua quite puzzled. There is no effect of the soul, now in this hatred of the illusion of the power actually recovered a bit, the Thunder roaring, not only to break the dragon pattern at the top of Xiao Hua, but also to kill those souls that are gathering! However, Xiao Hua’s lightning and thundering technique was still controlled by the illusion of hatefulness. The sea was wiped out, and the others were roaring, like the anger of screaming, rushing to Xiaohua.

Seeing that the soul is effective, Xiao Hua rushes to spur the soul silk. A green, green, and literary flying like a net will come out. Although this green essay is very vague, it is obviously Xiaohua’s new enlightenment. The sound reappeared, and a small, small vortex came out of the sea before the sea.

"Zi Lala..." The violent sound rang in the radius of the square. The dragon-shaped seawater controlled by the cockroach was killed again, and only about 20% of the seawater was rushed through Xiaohua’s defense to Xiaohua. At the foot! Xiao Hua’s flying skills with the demon body are naturally more than sacred, and there is no hiding in the rush. As soon as the seawater touched Xiaohua’s body surface, it immediately became like a thin red color, spreading rapidly along the legs of Xiaohua, and the red color of the glint was like a small one. The poisonous snake has completely obscured Xiaohua's calves in a moment!

"Hey..." Xiao Hua screamed coldly, and a cluster of soul silk fell. "Brush...", like the rain washed away the sand, instantly killing all the filaments! However, at the same time as killing, in the texture of Xiaohua's skin, there are still some red-red brilliance flashing, seemingly want to infiltrate into it, but with the brilliance of Xiaohua's bronze body, these residual red color It also disappeared!

"Oh..." The soul that was killed by the Soul seems to have caused the pain of sorrow, and the sound of the dragon screaming that Xiaohua was dizzy in the sea. But see a dragon head of the size of a thousand feet emerged from the sea, the dragon head of the green sea is condensed with the real dragon, exudes the unspeakable Longwei, stronger than Xiaohua, the heart does not feel trembling, one The feeling of weakness is born! (To be continued)