Like her, she practiced hard and worked hard, experienced life and death disasters again and again, and now she is only at the fifth level.
But as for the little dragon, he eats, drinks, sleeps, occasionally acts cute, occasionally eats some stone clouds and spiritual mist... and his strength increases by leaps and bounds.
The Dragon Clan is indeed the favorite of God, and no one can compare to it.
After the little Shenlong absorbed all the devil soldiers that turned into clouds of spiritual mist, his whole little body seemed to be drunk, swaying and doing Tai Chi.
Su Luo was immediately speechless.
Why was the little dragon drunk at this most critical moment? Without it, she wouldn't have found the Fire Source Stone.
The little Shenlong finally tilted his body and fell directly into Su Luo's arms. His belly bulged and he fell into sleep.
Su Luo spread her hands.
Even more pitiful than her are the devil soldiers on the ground.
They were obviously transformed by the spiritual mist. Originally, they were resurrected from the dead and lived forever, but after being sucked in by the little dragon, they disappeared forever.
Su Luo couldn't help but express her deepest sympathy for the demon soldiers in this devil's cave.
I hope that when they go out, this place will still be the best place for cultivation for the major families.
After stuffing the drunk little dragon into the space, Su Luo's expression became a little cautious.
Originally, the little dragon was by her side, and its sharp senses would always remind her of danger, but now she was alone, so she had to be more careful.
The spiritual power in Su Luo's body was brewing at this moment, her body gradually became tense, and a powerful force traveled through her limbs.
Su Luo searched outside the main hall for a long time, but couldn't find the fire source stone, so he went deeper.
Not long after walking, her footsteps stopped.
Because she saw that the Yaochi Fairy was sitting on the swing made of curtains at this moment, looking down at her with an arrogant attitude.
There was a hint of disdain in her cold eyes.
In the huge palace.
The roof and surroundings are inlaid with countless luminous pearls, illuminating the depths of the hall as bright as day.
Countless gorgeous colorful curtains flutter in the wind, gracefully.
Fairy Yaochi sat high up and looked down at Su Luo arrogantly.
Su Luo stood below, folding her hands on her chest, raising her eyebrows with a half-smile, and glanced sideways at Fairy Yaochi.
After a while, Fairy Yaochi finally spoke, with a cold voice and inherent arrogance: "Su Luo, do you know? I really hate you."
Fairy Yaochi, who had always pretended to be gentle and kind in front of others, now looked at Su Luo with disdain, making no attempt to hide her disgust.
Su Luo smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter, I hate you anyway, we are each other."
Fairy Yaochi frowned, then sneered: "With your strength, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Su Luo smiled a little openly: "Kill me? Aren't you afraid of ending up like Li Aoqiong?"
Li Aoqiong dropped from the ninth level to the fourth level and is now the laughing stock of the entire continent.
A trace of resentment flashed across Fairy Yaochi's face, she clenched her fists, and a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes: "Very well, since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Well, don't worry, my spiritual pet won't be polite to you either." Su Luo smiled faintly and looked at her leisurely.
Unfortunately, at this time, the little divine dragon could not feel the danger of its little master at all. It snored everywhere in Su Luo's space and slept particularly sweetly.
We haven’t written about Luo Luo’s death yet, what a pity...aren’t there people urging it to be finished every day? It will be finished when Luo Luo dies, haha!