Douluo: I, the King of Wudang, was picked up by Bibi Dong

Chapter 239 Chapter 239: Liu Erlong’s father, Yu Luo Mian is here.

On the mountain below the two of them, trees collapsed, debris flew, and even the grass had burnt marks.

"I know you were caught by me and made my intercourse girl."

"I don't know, I thought I was your sparring partner."

Looking down at the messy hills below, Wang Ye said helplessly that in the past week, this place seemed to have become a duel venue for the two of them.

They come here to fight every day. Liu Erlong fights during the day and Wang also fights at night.

Such continuous fighting made Wang Ye feel a little dazed. Liu Erlong was over thirty years old, and his temper was still so bad. He was unwilling to suffer any losses. It was really difficult to handle.

Hearing this, Wang Ye geared up and looked at Wang Ye with disdain.

"Do you think the girl who is your first wife is so easy to get? You are a scumbag. Why do you bully me at night? Just give it back to me during the day, or let me go in advance."

"You can't beat me, so why bother?"

Wang Ye smiled bitterly.

"How about we do it another way?"

"How about another way? Or how about you give me the source of fire that I sensed in your body, and I won't bother you with the duel."

Liu Erlong said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Wang also knew that Liu Erlong wanted the Fire Dragon King's trial inheritance in his body. The dragon's nose is really smart. You can smell it in my soul guide.

However, this lost inheritance of the Fire Dragon King, with your current performance, there is no way you can do it.

Wang Ye waved his hand and said.

"Then you still fight."

"hateful!"

Seeing Wang Ye's indifferent look, Liu Erlong gritted his teeth and said.

The next moment, eight soul rings appeared at Liu Erlong's feet, spinning rapidly, and shouted in a deep voice.

"The first soul skill: Tyrannosaurus Possession."

"The second soul skill: Dragon Arm."

"The sixth soul skill: Explosive Fire Dragon Disease."

In an instant, a powerful wave of soul power erupted from Liu Erlong's body, dragon wings sprouted from his back, and his right hand turned into a dragon arm, roaring towards him.

"My dear, how much do you hate me?"

Seeing Liu Erlong perform three soul skills in one breath, Wang Ye couldn't help but complain.

The tip of his toes tapped the void, and a gorgeous blue Tai Chi formation appeared under his feet.

"Eight-door transport!"

Wang Ye said softly, and a gorgeous Tai Chi diagram appeared under his feet. His figure submerged into the Tai Chi diagram, and in an instant, he appeared behind Liu Erlong.

"Kun character - Tuheche."

After turning the wind, Qimen, the mountains below rolled, condensing an earth dragon and soaring into the sky. Wang Ye appeared directly on the earth dragon, looked at Liu Erlong in front of him and chuckled.

"Here it is."

Hearing this, the dragon wings behind Liu Erlong vibrated, his body rolled in the air, and a dragon tail grew out of his tail, swinging towards Wang Ye.

Snapped!

Wang Ye used Tai Chi Cloud Hands to control Liu Erlong's dragon tail with softness and softness, and said helplessly.

"It's too slow, even Contra. If it's still so slow, who can it beat?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

Seeing Wang Ye pulling his tail, Liu Erlong said angrily.

"The fifth soul skill: Flames rising to the sky."

In an instant, Liu Erlong spit out a burst of hot dragon flames and roared towards Wang Ye.

Wang Ye raised his left hand slightly, and the power of ice roared out and bombarded with the red dragon flames.

boom! !

In an instant, a terrifying explosion resounded through the Sunset Forest, and ice and flames spread out, hitting the mountain below them.

While Wang Zai was sparring with Liu Erlong, he noticed Liu Erlong's angry look and sighed softly.

"The origin of fire you mentioned is not that I don't want to give it to you. If I give it to you now, you can't use it."

"quibble."

Liu Erlong gritted his teeth and said.

"My martial spirit is the red dragon. I can feel a sense of intimacy from it. Tell me why I can't use it. I just can't bear to take it out."

"Your current strength is too weak. When you reach Titled Douluo, I will naturally give it to you. No one else can use it except you."

Wang Ye said helplessly.

Hearing this, Liu Erlong's eyes flashed with joy and he asked.

"Really? You're not lying to me again, are you?"

"Lie to you? Do you think you have anything else worth lying to me now? You can't beat me, besides riding a dragon? What else can I lie to you about?"

Wang Ye chuckled.

Hearing this, Liu Erlong's face immediately turned ugly, and the incident in which Wang Ye used the source of fire to trick him into transforming into a fire dragon came to mind.

The next day he turned his back and refused to admit it.

Thinking of this, Liu Erlong was furious and directly used his martial soul avatar.

Transformed into a red flame fire dragon, he rushed forward to meet Wang Ye's ice power.

Seeing Liu Erlong's hair blowing up, Wang Ye had a look of helplessness on his lips, made a hand gesture and said in a deep voice.

"Luanjin Tuo!"

In an instant, the flaming red dragon paused for a moment as it approached Wang Ye. In this moment, Wang Ye stepped on the stone dragon under his feet, turned over and jumped up.

Riding on the neck of the red flame fire dragon, one hand tightly grasped the scales between the fire dragon's eyebrows, the other hand gently stroked Liu Erlong, and whispered.

"Xiaoxiaohuo, can't I not mention that matter? I will never break my promise when you get to Title Douluo."

Roar! !

Hearing Wang Ye mention that matter again, Liu Erlong didn't believe anything at the moment. After being titled Douluo, Wang would also hand over the origin of fire to him.

The wings on his back vibrated, leading Wang Ye to fly through the sky, but no matter how Liu Erlong turned around, Wang Ye was still riding on his neck and could not get rid of him at all.

At this moment, an old man with white temples and a blue gown from the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect appeared deep in the Sunset Forest.

The roar of the fire dragon was heard in the distance.

Looking in the direction of the fire dragon's roar, the old man's face immediately showed a look of anger.

"Damn it, when will it be my daughter's turn to be ridden by an outsider?"

"Bastard, you are seeking death!"

The old man looked gloomy and shouted at Wang Ye who was riding on Liu Erlong's neck.

Hearing this, Wang also looked sideways and saw an old man wearing a blue gown with eight soul rings appearing at his feet.

Roar! !

The next moment, the old man turned into a black ink dragon. His huge body exuded a tyrannical pressure. He flapped his wings and flew towards Wang Ye.

When he approached Wang Ye, he spit out a stream of blue thunder and struck towards Wang Ye.

Seeing this scene, a cold look appeared on Wang Ye's face, and the waves of soul power pouring out from his body like a sea, spreading towards the surroundings.

In an instant, the blue sky turned gloomy.

Above Wang Ye's left hand, a huge black coffin appeared. The coffin exuded a suffocating atmosphere of death and burial.

Wang Ye slumped under Liu Erlong's feet, and red, red, red, red, black, red, red gold, and blue gold domineering soul rings appeared in an instant.

Feeling the terrifying soul power emanating from Wang Ye's body behind him, Liu Erlong didn't know what happened, and his eyes were filled with a dazzling blood-red color.

(End of this chapter)