After graduating, I became the Dragon King

big monster.

Zhu Polong got angry when he saw him, and spewed out a mouthful of demonic energy from his terrifying mouth: "It's you again, I ate you—"

"You punch me!" Without fear of the evil spirit, Xue Chen jumped onto Zhu Polong's head in the air, raised his fist, and smashed it precisely into its eyes.

In front of the real dragon, the evil spirit of Zhu Polong is nothing at all.

If it wasn't for Xue Shen being trapped in a human body, and just now using the Pearl Replacing the Moon Technique, which consumed a lot of cultivation, he would never have given Zhu Polong a chance to speak.

The main reason is that since he entered the mountain, he has never been idle all the way, so he was really tired, so he endured it for a while.

Zhu Polong imagined many scenarios where human monks would deal with it, but this one was not the only one.

Human beings, don't talk about Wude!

The pitiful screams of Zhu Polong resounded through the entire valley.

The Taoist priests and monks on the clam shells were all stunned.

After a long time, Jinhui's trembling voice came from Jinyi's ear: "Senior brother, if the connection between the two worlds is weakened today, if you make a wish to the Buddha, you may not be able to invite the Buddha's light in time. In my opinion, we might as well make a wish to Lord Fubo together."

Jinyi was silent for a while: "...that's fine."

The aura of the world has faded, and the connection between the monk and the gods is not as good as before, which is why he has to make a wish with his own body.

Only by sacrificing one another with one's life can the prayer be delivered to the gods as quickly as possible.

But Mr. Fubo seemed to have a strong connection with Xue Chen, and Xue Chen always borrowed strength if he wanted to, and was very kind and easy to talk to.

If you make a vow to Mr. Fubo, you don't need to die with your life.

The Xuanmen people also thought of this, and said one after another: "We also come to pray to Mr. Fubo and help Xiaoxue."

Gods depend on human spirits, and as practitioners, their trust in gods is more useful than ordinary people.

They prayed to Mr. Fubo, so that Mr. Fubo could gain more power of faith, and indirectly help Xue Chen.

... Although Xue Chen didn't seem to need it very much, they were really embarrassed to watch from the sidelines.

Xue Chen beat Zhu Polong for a while, and found that Zhu Polong was really rough-skinned and thick-skinned, with the cultivation of the eminent monk Xuanji on his body, so he really couldn't be beaten to death for a while.

"Damn, I'm exhausted." Xue Chen cursed.

Zhu Polong deserves to be the stabbing head who has not repented in Qingyun Pagoda for 200 years, screaming and provoking: "It's useless, you can't kill me—"

At this moment, Xue Chen received a powerful force of faith, which was the common blessing of Taoism and Buddhism.

Xue Chen felt that his spirit became much tougher all of a sudden, almost completely restored...almost.

"Hey, my strength has grown again." Xue Chen smiled in satisfaction, grabbed Zhu Polong's big mouth with both hands and snapped it hard, "You are the only one who talks too much!"

Pig Dragon:? ?

The author has something to say:

Small clam: Noah Fang clam.

Shen: Fly with one punch.

Zhu Polong: Just let me die.

The Rose Judgment is not a thin western sword, but a holy sword of knights. I will post the pictures in the reference book on Weibo. If you are interested, you can take a look.