I, Long Jun, am not short!

His Royal Highness Dragon Lord has strong mana, but he seldom uses high mana at ordinary times.

Even though he was extremely arrogant when he told Chu Xia that in the mortal world he would never abide by the rule of not using immortal methods, but Chu Xian really rarely used immortal methods.

There are not many things that require him to use his real strength. He usually makes small troubles no matter who he is.

Even Yan Cijing, who has been with him for several years, has never seen his true skills. The sharp blade at the time of breaking the bone does not count, and Chu Xian at that time had no energy to do anything at all.

But His Royal Highness Long Jun, who had never used his true skills at any time, finally got angry this time.

He melted out a talisman with one hand, wrote a random sentence, and passed it on. With the other hand, he held Changfeng, and the silver-white sword was wrapped in a layer of electric current.

As soon as Chu Xian changed hands, thunder struck again, his face was so cold that it made people panic. The white-clothed ghost also sneered, releasing the power of ghosts and souls to press on Chu Xian's head.

It was just a small fight just now, and the real fight has just begun.

Yan Cijing frowned, threw out the Yanling Saber and light water against the ghost, and grabbed Chu Xian's wrist with the other, he said sharply: "Xianxian! Calm down, the harder you use now, the more powerful the ghost's suppression will be. The more serious it gets, what should I do when it gets backlash?!"

Chu Xian's face was so pale that it was almost lifeless, and his complexion was no better than that ghost's, but his eyes were full of crazy killing intent. He said solemnly: "Ghost? It also depends on who he is trapping. I Still afraid of a ghost?!"

Naturally, he would not be afraid of a ghost. Ordinary ghosts would not be able to do anything to this powerful Lord Longjun. It's just that this white-clothed ghost has stayed in the world for many years, and it is probably much bigger than Yan Cijing. It is not difficult for the dragon soul of the same origin as Chu Xian to suppress the Dragon Lord. If someone else dares to use all his strength in this situation, it will be fatal when he backfires.

Chu Xian is no one else, he is a reckless dragon, omnipotent since he was born, there is that kind of paranoia and arrogance in his bones, he never allows himself to lose or be afraid.

afraid?

What that is, His Royal Highness Long Jun never knew.

Even if he fell to someone's feet, when he got up, he was still the arrogant and reckless His Royal Highness Long Jun.

He is not afraid of backlash while fighting, but how can he be afraid of backlash afterward?

He shook off Yan Cijing's hand, and the violently weathered sharp blade slashed down like money, and when he raised his hand, thunder and lightning flashed, causing the ghost to evade again and again.

Yan Cijing couldn't persuade him, his eyes froze, and he raised his hand to add a stream of demon energy to the light water, blocking the ghost above his head for Chu Xian, and he dodged behind Qinglong, pulling the power of the dragon to himself.

Fortunately, he is no longer the boy he was back then, otherwise he would have suffered from such a powerful dragon soul. Qing Jun of the demon world held half of the power of the dragon soul with one hand, pulled out a piece of talisman with the other hand, and gave it to Mo Xunyu who was still in the demon world. Issued a talisman.

"There are ghosts, come quickly.

——Yan Cijing"

The pressure on Chu Xian suddenly relaxed a lot, and his eyes became clearer. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Cijing, and Yan Cijing just happened to look up at him, with the corners of his lips slightly curved. Chu Xian was stunned for a moment, as if Dazed by that smile.

Then he didn't know why, and suddenly said to Yan Cijing: "Don't hurt that dragon soul!" He still wants to give this thing to Xia Xia. After so many years of looking for it, there must be nothing wrong.

Yan Cijing nodded slightly, turned his wrist, and sure enough, he only controlled the power of the dragon soul, and did not hurt the dragon soul at all.

Chu Xian no longer cared about it, and his subordinates became more and more disrespectful. Even Yan Cijing, who was not far from the ghost, was accidentally affected. Fortunately, Yan Cijing's magic power is outstanding, and several Li Leis were completely accepted by him. down.

The white-clothed ghost tried for so long but failed to break through. Instead, he was driven to a dead end by Chu Xian. Naturally, he was anxious and wished he could jump over the wall on the spot. Chu Xian didn't give him a chance to jump over the wall. The hand controlled the lightning and thunder to hit that side, and the other hand continuously transmitted spiritual energy into the dragon's soul of Qinglong.

A good dragon soul has been used by a ghost for so long, and it is a blessing that it has not been refined. How can it be expected that it has not been assimilated? We can only hope that the aura of the same source can awaken it.

If you can't wake up...

Chu Xian gritted his teeth secretly, if he couldn't wake it up, he would kill the ghost directly, take out the dragon soul forcibly, there is always a chance to return to its place!

I don't know how much spirit energy I lost, Chu Xian's lips were already white, and the dragon soul finally stopped suppressing and attacking Chu Xian slowly. Chu Xian was overjoyed, and casually inserted the long wind into the body of the white-clothed ghost. Taking a step forward, he carefully led Long Po over. Long Po seemed to recognize that this person had a lot to do with him, and tentatively took a few steps to this side. Chu Xian was even more delighted, and opened his mouth: "Xia summer……"

Before he could react, his heart ached when he was shocked by Qinglong's fierce long chant.The connected aura was also broken, Qinglong swung his tail, Chu Xian's eyes widened, and Yan Cijing pulled him into his arms and blocked it.

Chu Xian hurriedly got out of Yan Cijing's arms, and frantically touched his back. Before he could ask, Yan Cijing grabbed his shoulders.

Yan Cijing said with a complicated expression: "You look very bad, how are you doing Xianxian?"

Chu Xian said "ah", touched his face, shook his head and said: "I'm fine, how is your back? Are you stupid, who has ever seen a dragon's tail with its back?! Don't die? I can't resist that attack with a dragon?! Can you block it?! I'll tell you and I'll deal with you later!"

Yan Cijing was not afraid of him tidying up, so he silently pulled him behind, took Qingshui and pointed straight at the white-clothed ghost, and said softly: "Dare to hurt him, have you figured out what price you will pay?"

Before Yan Cijing swung his saber over, Chu Xian struck out with a thunderbolt, but missed, the ghost was suddenly enveloped by a cloud of spiritual light that fell from the sky.

A cold and distant voice came from above: "His Royal Highness, please be merciful."

Chu Xian raised his eyebrows, and a flash of sword light shot towards the sky. The voice just now let out a low cry, and the next second he staggered to the ground. The person who came was dressed in green, and his handsome face was as cold and distant as clouds, water, sea and sky. Indifference, probably because he was frightened by Chu Xian just now, and he was still a little bit in shock.

It was His Highness Emperor Underworld, Mu Yin.

His Highness Underworld, who was in shock, still maintained that noble and glamorous three-sentence attitude, slightly bowed his head and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Your Highness Chu Xian is well."

Chu Xian: "Speak human words."

Muyin was followed by two impermanences, one black and one white.Heiheiwuchang had long been used to his Highness's attitude of falling ill before meeting people, and he also saw that His Highness Long Jun was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to accompany his Highness to make trouble, so he had to do it by himself.

Bai Wuchang smiled politely and cupped his hands and said, "I have met His Highness Long Jun. Your Highness, would you like to save a few words?"

Hei Wuchang had quite the demeanor of His Royal Highness Emperor Underworld when he was ill. He bowed his hands coldly and said: "I have seen His Royal Highness Dragon Lord."

There is a highness who is sick every day, and it is difficult to be a subordinate.

His Highness Underworld did not listen to them, and continued: "His Highness Chu Xian's letter is not clear, I have to bring someone to see, I wonder how His Highness Chu Xian is?"

Chu Xian lost his temper because of his anger: "Muyin, can you speak well?! Do you have to say three sentences?!"

His Royal Highness Hades nodded slightly: "Exactly."

After saying this, Mu Yin's face became active, he looked frightened, and his voice was clear: "My God, Chuxian, you are going to murder, I, a civil servant, have never even taken such a move from you, but I will Death!"

His Highness Long Jun raised his eyebrows and said: "Stop talking nonsense, who made you come so slowly?"

While directing Black and White Wuchang to collect the ghost, Mu Yin said: "I came slowly? Chu Xian, you have to be reasonable, I am so big in the underworld, can I just come here without caring? It's fast enough, but His Highness Chu Xian , your complexion is very bad."

Chu Xian's expression changed slightly, and his heart ached even more, finally he bent down and covered his heart, trying to relieve the pain.

Yan Cijing was shocked, and immediately pulled him into his arms: "Xianxian, how are you doing, Xianxian?"

Chu Xian leaned against Yan Cijing and covered his heart, still not forgetting to shirk his responsibility: "It's all because that bastard Si Yuan only gave me the medicine for three months, and the medicine is almost gone!"

Mu Yin was speechless for a while, and couldn't help complaining for Si Yuan: "What's the matter with Si Yuan's medicine? It's obviously the backlash of you disregarding the suppression and forcing your kung fu to be hit by the original dragon soul."

Chu Xian opened his mouth and came: "Stop talking nonsense, I called you here for something, not to listen to your nonsense!"

"..."

His Majesty Emperor Hades is sad, look what kind of friend this is, he thinks you are sick when you speak seriously, and thinks you are nonsense when you are not serious, how can this kind of dragon serve you!

The author has something to say: (small theater)

Mu Yin: Why do I have such a friend?

Chu Xian: This person who suffers from illness all day is actually my friend?

Mu Yin/Chu Xian: I hate it.

Bai Wuchang: What should His Highness do if he gets sick every day? It’s really difficult for his subordinates

Black impermanence: no matter what

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