"Hmph! How can you, a little guy who has only refined a little Xuanwu Essence and Blood, understand the power of my Dragon Clan?"
"If you knew what was going on, it would be too late to retreat now."
"Otherwise...don't blame me for being rude!"
Yunlong groaned. Although he had the body of a dragon, his eyes were full of arrogance.
The dragon's claws were swung, condensing huge power, but it did not launch a direct attack.
After all, he has been taken care of by the turtle in front of him since he was born. He is proud and arrogant, but he still has some affection.
"That's all! I'm no match for you, go ahead!"
Listening to the voice ringing in his ears, Linggui felt mixed emotions in his heart.
It feels like a human monk who has practiced for hundreds or thousands of years and finally achieved something, leaving his former companions far behind.
But when I look around, I realize that the ceiling I have almost reached with all my efforts is just the starting point for others.
At this moment... my mentality collapsed!
As he spoke, the turtle no longer had the heart to resist.
The demonic energy around him suddenly converged, and his huge body also shrank rapidly.
The power of the Dragon Clan naturally suppresses most monsters, and the opponent's cultivation level exceeds his own.
There is no need to fight at all, it also knows that it is no match.
"Hmph! You little turtle knows how to deal with the current situation!"
Yunlong shook his body, groaned, and immediately raised his head to look at the sky above.
It is not stupid, forcing the turtles back is just the beginning. The entire Tianyu Peak is enveloped by the formation. If it really wants to leave, it has to break through the formation above.
However, the huge figure was about to rise into the sky.
The copper bell-like eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw a figure with white clothes and white hair, carrying a sword box on his back, and a figure of immortal style easily passed through the formation and floated over.
Seeing the person coming, Yunlong's huge body shook violently, and his original pride collapsed in an instant.
But then, I noticed that the visitor was weak in energy and blood.
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Floating, the breath is erratic.
He...is injured? And the injury is unstable?
In the world of cultivating immortals, although there is one realm and one heaven, fighting across realms is like crossing a natural chasm.
But...this dragon is a dragon!
His eyes rolled, Yunlong's huge body began to shrink, but his thoughts became active in an instant.
But just when Yunlong's mind was active and the demonic energy in his body was secretly stirring and condensing.
Behind the body of Su Twelve Sanxian, the sword box shook, and then a sword light shot into the sky.
Wangshu Sword Spirit has an innocent personality. He has been trapped in the Immortal Tomb for thousands of years, which would make anyone else feel bored. He is full of infinite curiosity about everything in the outside world.
Following Su Twelve all the way, I didn't dare to let out any breath, and I was already running out of patience.
Along the way, Chatterbox kept talking to Su Twelve.
At this moment, as soon as he entered Tianyu Peak, he felt that the formation was good, and he immediately controlled Wangshu Jian and rushed out impatiently.
"Huh... I've been suffocating this girl to death!"
"Boy...is this your cave? The mountain-protecting formations are pretty good, including the killing formation, the trapping formation, the phantom formation, the spirit-gathering formation, and the breath-isolating formation."
"So many formations can be mixed together so cleverly. Who did you ask to arrange it? It can't be...it's you, right?"
Wangshu Sword hung beside Su Twelve, and Wangshu Sword Spirit jumped out from it.
With a miniature appearance and a playful expression on his face, he sat sideways on the sword, blinking his rice-like eyes, looking curiously at everything around him.
The little mouth opened and closed, talking continuously.
Without waiting for Su Twelve to say anything, he began to ask and answer questions for himself.
Just as he was saying this, he immediately looked at
It fell on Yunlong in front.
"Huh? This is... the dragon clan? Unfortunately, it is the weakest Yunlong among the dragon clan."
"Wait a minute... There is an extraordinary power in this Yunlong's body! In this way, the potential is somewhat stronger than that of ordinary Yunlong."
"Little guy, is this the spiritual beast you raised?"
The sword spirit tilted his neck, looked at Yunlong curiously, and then cast a questioning look at Su Twelve.
In front of other monks, no matter how curious she is about the outside world, she will not show up.
But there are only two fourth-level monsters on Tianyu Peak. If they were the spirit beasts kept in captivity by Su Twelve, they would have their own ways of controlling them.
If not, no matter her Wangshu Sword or Su Twelve's cultivation strength, he could easily be killed with a snap of his fingers.
After finishing his words, Su Twelve nodded slightly.
Sword Spirit blinked, but with a playful smile on his face, he said jokingly:
"It's really your spirit beast! But...this cloud dragon doesn't seem to be very friendly to you!"
"Maybe I want to take your life while you are injured?"
The sword spirit's voice was not loud, but his gentle words gave Yun Long a wake-up call.
His body twisted and instantly became the size of a human being. He swam in the air like a fish in the water and rushed to a short distance in front of Su Twelve.
He grinned, revealing a "flattery" and "respectful" strange smile.
"The little dragon has met his master, and he knows it clearly. The little dragon is loyal to his master without any second thoughts!"
The dragon's mouth opens and closes, and a slightly crisp and childish sound comes out.
As he spoke, one of the dragon eyes narrowed into a slit and quietly looked at Shu Jianshang from the side.
Every time he glanced at it, the dragon's heart trembled violently.
Dragons have talents that ordinary monsters cannot match, and their sense of danger is incomparable.
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keen.
Wangshu Jian only exuded a weak aura, but it felt an unprecedented threat of death.
There is no doubt that even if no one urges it, as long as the sword spirit has a thought, this sword is enough to kill it!
Fairy sword! This flying sword is definitely a legendary fairy sword!
What on earth did this guy do to get such a treasure?
Although his cultivation level is strong, he has dragon blood in his body, and his cultivation speed is definitely far faster than that of other human beings.
Even if you are defeated today, at worst, if you have to practice hard for a while, you will eventually be able to defeat him. If you defeat him, this dragon will be able to break free from the shackles and return to freedom.
But... now that he has the fairy sword in his hand, even if this dragon goes one step further and becomes a sixth-level monster, he may not be able to match him.
Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Yunlong felt desperate just thinking about it. His originally proud head was lowered, and there was no trace of arrogance left.
"Oh? Then what are you going to do?"
Su Twelve raised his eyebrows and looked at Yunlong in front of him with a half-smile.
When Yunlong and the Spirit Turtle were confronting each other, he had already entered the Tianyu Peak Formation. He was not in a hurry to show up, but he just wanted to see what the two spirit beasts were doing.
"do what?"
"Xiaolong just feels that the spiritual energy of Yufeng is too thin today and is not enough to support Xiaolong's rapid cultivation, so he wants to leave this place and find another place with rich spiritual energy to practice in seclusion."
"As Xiaolong's strength improves, he can share more of his master's worries. As for having evil intentions, Xiaolong has absolutely no intention of doing so."
Yunlong's body trembled and he spoke quickly.
It had already learned how powerful Su Twelve was, and the fear of dying before was still fresh in its memory.
You can still be arrogant in front of a spirit turtle.
But in front of Su Twelve, he didn't dare to be presumptuous at all.