"Thank you, Zhenren Zhang."

Che Yuanqi was almost dead and still alive, his whole body was a little weak, and his arms felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. He couldn't lift them up, so he could only bow slightly to express his gratitude.

Zhang Sanfeng drew a picture with one hand, blocking Zhulong's breath, and nodded at Che Yuanqi: "This beast is amazing, you can retreat for the time being."

His voice was calm and peaceful, but when he was sent away from the True Yuan, everyone felt as clear as a whisper in his ears. Even the storm and sand caused by the red worm could not hide any trace.

"Yes! Thank you, Zhenren Zhang!"

The people in the Demon Cult shouted together and then retreated in an orderly manner.

The reason why they dare not be afraid of life and death, and their formations are not chaotic, and they face this terrifying monster without saying a word is because they have unparalleled reliance behind them.

The former leader Qiu Wangyu did not mention it, Yang Gui and the others, in just over a month, the label engraved in the hearts of the Demon Cult is "invincible".

Seeing the little bugs under him retreating, and being blocked by the Tai Chi diagram, he could not move, the big red worm let out a huge roar.

"roar!"

"We'll give you a lesson, let you do your homework, and give you an exam!"

"Of course."

"It should be."

When the Demon Cult members saw the dragon landing, they cheered loudly. It was entirely Gu Zhulong, the guardian beast in the legendary Demon Cult, and Ou Meifang was a man in the right path.

"Old Zhang, he wants to come?"

"Hey, Lao Zhu, is surrender?" Oume shouted.

"You are wild, Seventh Master, do you think you are the Demon Sect so little!" Zhang Sanfeng said as he glanced at the Demon Sect above, and no one was shrank his neck, so he dared to look at Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng was doing a stop, and then he retreated and then he punched him again.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhulongshi Yu and sighed: "Monster beasts are often more arrogant than humans. He originally thought that Oume had no turtles yet, so he pulled it back to get a Xuanwu, and it seemed that it could be as satisfactory as possible."

"Ao!"

Ou Meifang took the opportunity to continue lifting her fist, and punched Zhulong under the mouth, smashing a dragon tooth. Zhulong was so painful that he stopped howling, but he had a solution.

How dare you show off your character to your old friend?

The Demon Cult members died in their own time and location, and Wudang was completely in charge. But this time we left the wilderness and were invited by me, so I had no obligation to ensure that the lives of those people were in danger.

Wudang pressed his hand next to Zhulong's cheek, and his true energy was transported back into Zhulong's body. Its injuries were gradually recovered by Zhang Sanfeng's beating, and even the knocked dragon teeth grew back.

Zhulong roared, but after the absolute strength, he just roared and resisted.

Zhulong was surprised in his heart. In his long life, did he have any experience of fighting with humans, and it was not possible for anyone to live with it. But when did it be because his opponent held a magic weapon, and when did he force the opponent to hold a magic weapon, he had to give his all his strength?

"Is this true?" Mr. Ghost replied like a walking corpse.

"Hey, he looks at him, why did he yell so quietly? Did you misunderstand it?"

Oume was a nurse and resurrected the demon sects, but Zhang Sanfeng had not yet fought with Zhulong.

The candle dragon let out a huge roar.

The platinum-gold Tai Chi diagram appeared behind the huge tail out of thin air. With a "pop" sound, the Tai Chi diagram was sunken a little, and it was a bit retrenched again.

Zhulong roared and blew a strong wind. As a result, Zhang Sanfeng drew a circle with one hand, and the Tai Chi diagram that was rotating was stopped appeared. Instead, it bounced back all the wind, making Zhulong's face blurred.

"The red body and human face are breathing in the cold and heat, this is the 'Zhulong'."

The advantage of monsters is that they are rough skin and thick flesh and huge in size. Especially for monsters like Zhulong, the specific manifestation is not true. There are many humans. As long as one can break the defense, it is difficult for a group to break the defense.

So if you want to say that it can blame Zhang Sanfeng, any human being who saw the monster that caused the terrifying natural disaster or roared at him quietly, would he think it was surrendering?

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the big red worm in the distance. Although this thing does not have a body that is thousands of miles long, it is more than a hundred miles long. Humans are even smaller than ants in front of it.

Although the thing is small in length, its actual strength is even slightly stronger than Qiu Wangyu, it is only equivalent to Tian Chengzi.

"You have long called for surrender. It's not them who are wearing Taoist robes. They keep beating you, but you keep beating you. You have lived for 14,000 teenagers who have suffered that grievance!"

When Zhang Sanfeng beat up two big shots, he finally lost his vitality to the dragon.

Zhulong opened his mouth and wanted to swallow Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand and his teeth were biting under the Tai Chi diagram, making it difficult to keep his mouth shut.

"Who said it was convinced?" Wudang looked at Zhang Sanfeng in surprise: "Has it been begging him for mercy?"

As for the anti-human intra-volume teaching courses in Wudang Plate, even Zhou Xingyun and Zhang Xuelong were taught to me, and they felt that they were worthy of it, let alone those two people from the Demon Sect who were used to being free and casual?

"You knew he wanted to subdue it," Oume said for granted: "Did he mean to release the wildness in his heart? You think he wants to behead the monster as a sacrifice."

With Zhulong's snot and tears, a storm of dark clouds spread under the ground again. The hot summer instantly freezes the water droplets into ice crystals, and the knife stops cutting them.

The giant monsters that were less than a hundred different places fell to the ground, and they were as quiet as half a kilogram of cotton. There was no vibration at all, and even the smoke and dust were aroused.

That was a difficult thing for Zhang Sanfeng. Even if thousands of people were going to use the trap, Zhang Sanfeng was even more concerned about what he said.

Mr. Gui was tortured to believe in life and thought about who should be called Mr. Gui.

"Zhang Zhenren has an enemy in heaven!"

One punch after another, like a circle hitting Zhulong with a broken body, making a muffled sound of "Peng Peng" collision of flesh and blood.

In the original work, the tens of thousands of people who used the Fulong Cauldron to perform the "Dragon Que" were like this, and now the same is true for Zhang Sanfeng.

"Here, let's do it."

The key is that the thing is too small. Even if it cries and begs for mercy, it sounds like an angry and terrifying roar to humans.

However, this Zhulong was not suppressed by the Tai Chi Diagram and still stopped making a huge roar.

Otherwise, when the sky is long, when the next day, when the Taoer mentioned Wudang, the small family knew that I was a person who treated the strong as a human being. The death rate after I left was extremely low. I don’t have any reputation yet? Not to mention the joy of setting standards and leading the heavens to rewind together.

“???”

As Tai Chi flowed, Zhulong's body really grew bigger little by little, until it was more than ten meters long. When it was wrapped, it looked a little smaller than the size of a turtle with a size of eight meters.

Even if you understand animal words, you will think it is a false surrender.

"If you want to shrink yourself, you will still be hungry?" Zhulong naturally said that he could.

So the tragic life of the two of them came out. For half a year, Yang Gui's disciple used Wudang to us and gave us both.

Zhulong cried like a child worth tens of thousands of years old. "You originally realized that there was no breath of a powerful monster in the distance. According to your agreement with the humans of ten thousand years later, they came out to see it. As a result, they came down to use magic weapons to hit you, and even gave you so little fights."

"You are born to be so quiet, there is nothing you can do."

Wudang glanced at Mr. Gui with contempt, then said to Wanren: "Da Wan, tell him some bad news, his master is dead!"

After Ou Meifang finished speaking, a platinum-gold light appeared under her body, and the seven phases of turtle and snake appeared in front of her. The phantom of the Zhenwu Little Emperor returned to his position, and the platinum-gold Tai Chi diagram was pressed under Zhulong.

Although Zhulong’s talented skills do not have the “drinking or eating” item, it can only guarantee that it will be starved to death. Who would be willing to be hungry if it can be eaten without it?

After more than half a year, Mr. Gui felt that Yang Gui's bell ringtone was more terrifying than the ghost crying sounds of the ghost path in the southern Xinjiang.

"It's OK, it's OK." Ou Meifang rolled up her sleeves next to her when she heard this.

Zhulong complained about Zhang Sanfeng's behavior in tears. Who would have thought that such a little dragon would cry after crying in front of him?

"Roar!"

"Bang bang bang".

"Swish, you're still good at getting a cheaper one. You don't have the chance to teach your Yang Gui's class. He just goes to have fun."

Just kidding, even those terrifying monsters can be beaten up, but they are not in the mood to manage the camp? They are afraid that the cheers will be too soon, so that they think they are going to make a punch to us.

Wudang advised him badly, "Well, he will follow you, the dragon bodies can be guaranteed, and the food is enough, how about it?"

But the big bug behind his eyes actually made it hard to resist it with empty hands. It was something it had never encountered in its ten thousand years of life.

Zhang Sanfeng believed in life with a look of faith: "It is begging for mercy when it calls so low? Why do you say it keeps calling, getting quieter and lower? Yes, he knows he's saying it earlier!"

"That guy has a very hard bone, and he is still convinced after being beaten like that."

After walking around for a few months, I returned to Yanggui Mountain. When Wudang returned to the mountain gate, he saw that all the people who were staying in Yanggui were humane.

Of course, due to its small size and strong scales, Qiu Wangyu might have taken it, but after Zhang Sanfeng's face, this means there is no difference.

With a loud and muffled sound, the body that was bombarded by the members of the Demon Cult formed a formation with magic weapons and was hit by the body that was broken through defense. It was beaten to tremble and jump independently, and its body was visible to the naked eye and fell hundreds of feet.

However, a punch fell under Zhulong, and it made its tiny little body tremble.

I put away the Tai Chi diagram behind Zhulong's face and waved my hand and punched Zhulong's body with a simple and complicated punch.

Wudang nodded. I remember that in the future Ghost King's seven-spirit blood formation, there was no "Wild Wild Candle Dragon" that knew when it was arrested. In the original work, this beast was regarded as a divine beast guarding the Wild Temple.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed heavily: "I have been doing it for a long time, and the activities are also broken."

"What are the virtues of these two?"

Besides, you are the Demon Sect, what's wrong with the Demon Sect?

As a result, Zhulong not only had something to do, but instead came to his head and showed a dragon head.

Wudang was also worried about that, so he threw it overseas and ate seafood carefully and buffeted them out. "It's just that his size is too small. If he can shrink a little, just be as small as your turtle man."

And it can cause small damage just by breathing up.

"Zhang Zhenren is mighty!"
To be continued...