Son-in-law Dan Zun

Although Luo Wushu spoke arrogantly, he didn't really despise Hanbing Yinjiao.

In terms of simple comparison of strength, the ice silver dragon in front of him is much better than Yan Zheng, who is also a third-rank Earth Venerable Realm.

The sword moves in the hand changes.

Suddenly, there seemed to be infinite sword intent to melt into that handleless epee, making it directly open the front, and its power suddenly increased.

"Seven Profound Swords, Burial Sword!"

Clang clang clang! ! !

Crisp commotion, violently erupted.

At the intersection of the sword and the dragon scales, there is a shocking spark, which is frantic and shocking.

"Roar..." Han Bing Yin Jiao roared, his huge body bucked the trend.

But Luo Wushu's sword seemed to be endless, causing its scales to be torn and blood gurgling.

"Humble human, I want you to die!"

The Frost Yin Yin Jiao breathed coldly, and the huge tail of the dragon avoided a terrifying sword, and flew towards Luo Wushu's body.

"nothingness!"

Luo Wushu cut out again with a single sword.

In an instant, the sky and the earth opened up straight, as if they were torn apart directly by the sword light.

"what……"

Accompanied by a stern roar, the tail of the Ice Silver Flood Dragon was directly cut off by a sword.

"Boom!"

The dragon's tail fell into the cold pond, and suddenly, water splashed all over the sky.

Luo Wushu had no plans to keep his hands, and on the long sword, there was a more terrifying kendo storm that quickly condensed and emerged.

"If you don't want to die, give up resisting!" The cold voice showed indifferent killing intent.

Feeling the terrifying majesty over the kendo storm, Frost Silver Jiao couldn't help but tremble.

It has no doubt that if it dared to say half of the word ‘no’, a terrible kendo storm would come directly.

But if you give up resistance, can there really be a way to survive?

It dare not bet.

Hanbing Yinjiao's body trembled, and he planned to flee away.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, there was a vast and terrifying coercion, which suddenly broke out, causing its body to tremble suddenly.

Facing the coercion from the Demon Stele of Fengshen Town, it felt a pressure from the depths of its soul, and it didn't even have the courage to resist.

"This...what kind of pressure is this?" Han Bing Yin Jiao asked in horror.

"boom!"

Luo Wushu didn't respond, but saw that the coercion changed. He no longer pressured it, but gave it a blood pressure.

"Is there a ghost in your body?" The cold and cruel eyes of Han Bing Yin Jiao seemed to be nothing but shock and shock at this moment.

"It's not a ghost, it's this seat!" A golden light and shadow burst out of Luo Wushu's sleeves.

In the sky above, facing the storm, it turned into a majestic five-clawed golden dragon.

Immediately, the Frozen Silver Jiao suddenly realized it, no wonder it felt a suppression from the bloodline.

It turned out that Luo Wushu still lived in a five-clawed golden dragon.

Han Bing Yin Jiao wants to cry without tears, then you still fight me a fart!

Early in the morning, can't you let out a killer and kill me in seconds?

"Giving up resistance, this seat only consumes 90% of your strength, even so, your realm will fall."

"But after many years, you may not be able to continue practicing and come back."

Xiao Jin spoke with majesty, and his domineering voice was beyond doubt.

Han Bing Yin Jiao groaned a little, and then agreed: "Okay!"

It's better to die than to live.

When the realm has fallen, he can continue to practice and come back, but if he is dead, he is really dead.

Xiaojin nodded in satisfaction, and Han Bing Yin Jiao's knowledge made him very satisfied.

With his current realm, he couldn't forcefully swallow the ice and silver scorpion, so he couldn't do things too far.

Give Hanbing Yinjiao hope, it will take the initiative to cooperate.

"boom!"

Xiao Jin didn't waste any time, and directly activated his life's supernatural power devouring technique, devouring the power of the ice and silver scorpion.

However, Luo Wushu stared at the Frozen Silver Flood Dragon, once it had the slightest resistance to it, he would directly kill it forcibly.

After this rise and fall, after a while, the breath of the Ice Silver Flood Dragon weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, after Luo Wushu confirmed that the Ice Silver Flood Dragon had no ability, he fell directly next to the Narcissus Dragon Lotus Fruit, ready to keep it mature.

"You can... leave it... to me!"

With a begging tone, Han Bing Yin Jiao let out a sound with difficulty.

It has kept the daffodil dragon lotus fruit for thousands of years, seeing that it is about to mature, but it is about to be picked by others.

How can it be accepted?

Originally, it also expected the miraculous effect contained in the daffodil dragon lotus fruit to help it break through that layer of shackles and transform into an ice silver dragon.

"The tree is still there. You can keep it for another three thousand years. By that time, your cultivation level should be almost restored."

Luo Wushu responded quietly.

In the beginning, Hanbing Yinjiao was so indifferent and arrogant, and he spoke a humble human being.

If it is him who is inferior to humans, how could Hanbing Yinjiao let him go?

If it weren't for Xiaojin's inability to forcibly devour its power, he would never make a promise to spare his life.

Now, it is benevolent to not directly kill the Frost Ice Silver Jiao.

How could it be that the daffodil dragon lotus fruit will be given to it.

Cultivation itself is a passing, the weak and the strong eat, and there is no absolute right or wrong at all times.

What Luo Wushu can do is stick to his heart and stick to the scale of right and wrong in his heart.

Han Bing Yin Jiao did not continue to beg.

In fact, it also understood that it was an extravagant desire to let Luo Wushu leave the narcissus and dragon lotus fruit to it.

…………

Time passed bit by bit.

The aura on Xiaojin's body also became stronger and stronger.

Far away, Luo Wushu faintly felt a breath approaching, and quickly exchanged thoughts: "Xiaojin, go to the bottom of the cold pool to break through!"

"Okay!" Xiao Jin did not hesitate. Now, it is a critical moment and cannot be interrupted.

Anyway, it is no longer necessary for Luo Wushu to swallow the formation, he can also directly suppress the Frozen Silver Flood Dragon and continue to devour it.

Not long after the two huge figures sneaked into the bottom of the pool, several figures approached.

Looking at the ancient tree in the middle of the cold lake, a pleasant voice immediately sounded, "That's... the daffodil dragon lotus fruit!"

"Moreover, it's the daffodil dragon fruit that is about to mature!" Another voice added, obviously a pleasant surprise.

"We have five people, who should I give it to?" one person said.

"Naturally it is for me." The young man in the center said, "I am the third-rank Dizun realm. With the help of daffodil and dragon lotus fruit, I will definitely be able to break through to the fourth-rank Dizun realm."

"By then, our five brothers will be more competitive in the Tianzun Monastery."

"At that time, are you afraid that there will be no other opportunities?"

"Okay!" The eyes of the other four people flickered. Although they were dissatisfied, they knew that his words were not without reason.

Of course, the main thing is that they can't compete.

The group of people seemed to regard Luo Wushu as a transparent existence.

The young man in the middle said, "Get out of the way!"

"This daffodil dragon lotus fruit is my Xuan Lei Sect...."