Male God Please Lie Down

I really want to do it, these two...really...

But looking at them at this time, you also know, what do they want to do?

But she is very poor!

Not to mention there is a magic weapon, there is no spiritual stone, otherwise, she would not come here.

"Here, there are three coconut trees there, and you are holding one tree alone..."

Ji Qingming was very calm, and pointed at the coconut tree on one side.

As soon as the three heard her say this, they were stunned, dumbfounded...what, they want them to hug the tree!

However, she said that, and several of them did so at the time.

One person found a coconut tree and jumped directly into the sea.

Seeing them, Ji Qingming wandered-walked, and walked a little farther.

Only then did he flew over, and his fingertips were condensed with flames, and at this time, all of them hit the top of the mound.

The dragon was originally asleep. At this moment, he was hit one after another, and he couldn't bear it right now.

Slowly stretched out his head from the water, and then let out a long cry.

Ji Qingming looked at its exposed head, the cultivation base of this flood dragon was under him.

She felt a little more at ease, using the fire element, and found that it was not very practical now.

So, with a light movement of her hand, a little ice-blue light appeared.

A series of Bing Lingzi would shoot towards the Flood Dragon so quickly.

The Jiaolong yelled furiously. After all, he was sleeping, and he was woken up all of a sudden, and then he kept beating it.

No matter what, this sleeping dragon is unhappy.

It suddenly rose up, facing Ji Qingming's direction, opened its mouth, and then spewed out a turbid stream of water.

Inside these water streams, there is a smell and a poisonous miasma.

Ji Qingming dodged quickly and stepped back behind Jiaolong. Jiaolong closed his mouth and flicked his tail.

It hits, the water splashes.

Ji Qingming still dodged very quickly. After dodgeling, she took another look. The three...due to the sudden blow of the Flood Dragon, they were already farther and farther away.

At this moment, Ji Qingming didn't need to deliberately find the battlefield, just in this place, he was competing with Jiaolong.

The Jiaolong yelled again, and began to attack Ji Qingming more intensively.

Ji Qingming took a leap and reached the top of Jiaolong's head.

Grasping the dragon horns of the dragon with one hand, the dragon shook his head vigorously, really wanting to shake Ji Qingming off, who knows, the more you shake it, its own is a little confused.

Ji Qingming stood on top of the dragon's head, holding the dragon's horns tightly with one hand, while the other hand condensed suddenly with an ice ridge glowing with cold light.

At this moment, when Jiaolong's head was dizzy, her water, holding her forcefully, finally stuck directly in Jiaolong's eyes.

The dragon screamed suddenly again, because it came from the pain in the eyes, it began to shake its head constantly, and wanted to shake Ji Qingming down.

But Ji Qingming seemed to have taken root on its head, it was completely dizzy, but it still couldn't shake this person.

Ji Qingming stuck another ice edge into the other eye and both eyes were mutilated.

The Jiaolong yelled loudly, hoarsely, and desperately.