After hearing this, Xiaolong turned around. As a dragon-drawing tree spirit, he didn't hate these strange spirits like other humans. The other party was so knowledgeable that he couldn't make a decision on his own, so he turned around and asked directly.
"For a supernatural spirit who understands current affairs so well, naturally... no one will be left alive!"
Yun Xiao's face showed a smile, and he deliberately let it pass, which made the seventh-grade immortal master's foreign spirit happy at first, but when he heard the last few words of the other party's words, his expression suddenly changed.
"Foreign spirit? Are you...are you human?"
The Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord Foreign Spirit, who was extremely angry in his heart, suddenly realized a fact, because they themselves would never call the same kind of spirit as a foreign spirit. It was just a derogatory name for the spirit race from the human side.
"Look, Xiaolong, if you keep such a smart supernatural spirit, it will be a big trouble. Do you expect these guys to be grateful if you spare them?"
The smile on Yun Xiao's face did not diminish, and she even nodded slightly and explained to Xiaolong the reason why he wanted to kill people and silence them. After these words were spoken, Xiaolong nodded slightly.
"Dad is right, if you keep an Eldar who is too smart, there will always be trouble in the future!"
Xiaolong turned his gaze back to the seventh-grade immortal spirit. The name he spoke made that person's heart skip a beat. At the same time, he sensed carefully and immediately sensed the strong aura of the spirit race on the child in front of him.
"You are a true spiritual tribe. Why are you hanging out with a human being? Aren't you afraid of being doomed?"
It seems that this seventh-level Immortal Master has distinguished the other party from the older one from the younger one. The young man who cannot sense much aura is naturally a human being, while the child in front of him is a genuine childlike spirit race.
Therefore, the alien spirit of this seventh-level Immortal Lord cannot figure out when the spirit race will be able to fight side by side with humans. Aren't both sides always mortal enemies?
"I want you to take care of it!"
Xiaolong looked a little impatient, and when he heard him reply in a deep voice, his majestic aura swept out, but his narrow-mindedness suddenly arose, and he suppressed his cultivation to the level of a seventh-grade immortal.
"Hmph, do you really think that with the level of cultivation of the seventh-grade Immortal Lord, you can keep me?"
Sensing the majestic aura erupting from Xiaolong's body, the leader of the alien spirit instantly felt relieved and secretly said that he had never lost a battle of the same level.
"Dad, this guy took advantage of me!"
When Xiaolong heard that the other party called himself "I", Xiaolong's face suddenly filled with anger, and he even turned his head to complain to Yunxiao, which immediately made the seventh-grade immortal master's foreign spirit leader's eyes light up.
"You dare to be distracted in this situation. You are indeed a stupid boy who has never seen the world!"
At this moment, the leader of the seven-level Immortal Lord felt that the death of his brother was not worth it. He thought that if the kid hadn't carried out a sneak attack, he would not have lost a charging general.
Whoosh!
The spirit leader of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord moved very quickly. When Xiaolong turned his head, he did not waste this opportunity. He believed that with his cultivation as a Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord, he could definitely kill the opponent with one blow.
"careful!"
How come Yun Xiao didn't know that Xiaolong wanted to play tricks on the leader of the foreign spirit, so he changed his face in an extremely cooperative manner, and even made a warning sound.
sneer.
"Too late!"
A disdainful voice came out from the leader of the Seventh-Rank Immortal and Foreign Spirit, and then he saw the little child turning his head slowly, and he seemed to be able to see the look of fear in the other person's eyes.
meaning.
At this moment, the leader of the foreign spirit of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord was completely relieved, and all the cultivation of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord poured out. But the next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
I saw the little child wearing a bellyband with a braid reaching to the sky, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and then gently tapped his chest, which seemed to be very similar to the scene just now.
At the beginning, the leader of the foreign spirit of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord didn't take it to heart at all. In his opinion, before the power in that small hand broke out, he could take it down first.
But after a moment, the leader of the foreign spirits no longer thought so, because the small hand on his chest was like a needle pricking tofu, piercing into his chest without any hindrance.
Immediately afterwards, the leader of the foreign spirit felt a chill in his heart. The spiritual crystal that turned into a heart was pinched by the chubby little hand and then pulled out. It was no different from the previous sixth-grade immortal.
"You...you are not a seventh-grade immortal?!"
In the last moment of wisdom after the spiritual crystal was pulled out, the leader of the strange spirit of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Master suddenly felt blessed in his heart, and almost exhausted his last bit of strength to shout out this fact.
"Dad is right, you are really smart!"
Xiaolong held the spiritual crystal in his hand and nodded slightly. As soon as he said this, the leader of the alien spirit seemed to have been hit as hard as if the spiritual crystal had been taken away. His vision went dark, and his intelligence disappeared.
Perhaps the moment before the spiritual leader of the alien spirit dissipated, he felt extremely depressed. If this could be called "very smart", then he would rather not have this smartness.
He never thought that he would die in such an inexplicable way. He just came to this mountain col to take a rest, but he actually lost his life.
He could also imagine that it would be impossible for any of his spiritual brothers who would live through life and death with him to survive. What awaited them would be the same fate as his own.
"Hiss..."
The leader of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Extraordinary Spirit did not even last a round before he was directly pulled out of the spiritual crystal and died. The remaining supernatural spirits all took a breath and turned pale with shock.
"Run away!"
One of the sixth-grade Immortal Lord's foreign spirits shouted loudly and fled towards the back first, but did not take the front exit of the mountain col, because there was still standing a young man in black who looked a little pale and his breath was a little unstable.
Woolen cloth.
These alien spirits didn't know that Yun Xiao was really extremely weak. After seeing the child's acting skills just now, they all thought that the guy was just pretending to lure them into taking the bait.
Chachacha...
After a series of wind-breaking sounds were heard, the alien spirits fleeing in all directions felt a chill in their chests.
The last sight in their eyes was a black light wooden sword pushing out their spiritual crystals from their bodies.
Although Yun Xiao was extremely weak, it was still effortless to control the dragon-controlling sword to kill these alien spirits, which were the highest level six immortals. This actually made Xiao Longshao spend a lot of effort.
"Daddy is mighty!"
It wasn't until the last spirit crystal of the alien spirit was pushed out by the Dragon Control Sword that Xiaolong waved his fist and shouted at Yun Xiao, causing a smile to appear on the latter's face.
"You need to learn more about this flattery!"
Yun Xiao took back the Dragon Control Sword, put the few spiritual crystals into his waist, and smiled at Xiaolong. The words came out, making the latter a little embarrassed, secretly thinking that this flattery was indeed too low-level.
A small farce ended here. The big and small people who took the mountain col as their own decided to recover in this mountain col. Of course, the one who needed recovery the most was naturally Yun Xiao.
At that moment, Xiaolong was reduced to a arrogant little minion. Another night soon passed. Among them was a strange spirit of a fifth-grade immortal who was sneaking around. In the end, Xiaolong pinched his neck and killed him. It was considered boring.
a kind of fun.
early morning!
When the first ray of sunlight from the eastern sky shone on the mountain col, Yun Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and Xiaolong, who had been guarding the entrance, suddenly stood up, with an unprecedented serious expression on his face.
"Who is it? Get out of here!"
Xiaolong's eyes were fixed on the entrance of the mountain col. Although there was no one there, his special senses had already sensed something was wrong, so he shouted angrily. In addition to anger, there was also a hint of worry in his tone.
Xiaolong had previously covered up the aura of the fog seal for Yun Xiao, but that was a method used by a first-level God Emperor powerhouse, which made him quite powerless. At this moment, he subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the fog seal.
Now Yun Xiao's strength has not recovered to 30%. If Mo Jiang, the old guy of the first-grade God Emperor, comes after him, everything will be over. In a short period of time, Yun Xiao will not be able to activate the power of his ancestral veins and the blood of Nine Dragons.
.
"Haha, this little alien spirit has pretty good senses!"
What made Xiaolong greatly relieved was that shortly after his angry shouts ended, a chuckle finally came, and then at the exit of the mountain col, a graceful silver figure appeared.
She looked like a young woman in her twenties, with extremely beautiful appearance, wearing a silver robe, and even her hair was bright silver, and she looked extremely unique.
Especially when Xiaolong looked at the silver-robed woman's face, he found that there was a flash of thunder and lightning in the other woman's eyes from time to time, which was extremely mysterious.
"Fortunately, it's only the realm of demigods!"
When Xiaolong's special ability sensed the opponent's pulse energy cultivation level, he finally couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and actually took a step forward. It looked like one man was blocking the way and no one could escape.
"Little guy, you can't stop me, so just get out of my way!"
The silver-robed woman did not take action directly. The smile on her face did not diminish. After she finished speaking, she jumped over the dragon blocking the entrance and cast her eyes on the young man in black inside the col with a playful look in her eyes.
"Then try it!"
As if he felt that he was being ignored, Xiaolong suddenly became furious.
Even if he only has the cultivation level of an eighth-level immortal, he may not be unable to fight against a strong person in the demigod realm. If he is caught by surprise, there may even be a slight chance of creating a miracle.
"Xiaolong, let her come in!"
Who would have thought that just when Xiaolong was thinking about it and was about to use the method of turning ten thousand poisons into action, a familiar voice came from behind him, which made him slightly stunned. He was not as nervous as before.
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