The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Daddy?"

Hearing that Xiaolong turned his head back, as the Dragon Tree Spirit, he didn't dislike these foreign spirits as much as other humans. The other party was so knowledgeable that he couldn't make decisions for himself, so he turned around and asked directly.

"Such a foreign spirit who knows the current affairs, naturally... not one left!"

Yun Xiao's face showed a smile, and he deliberately sold a pass, which made the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable's foreign spirit happy at first, but when he heard the last words of the other party's words, his face changed suddenly.

"Foreign spirit? You... Are you human?"

The extremely angry Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable Foreign Spirit suddenly realized the fact that they themselves would never call the same kind of foreign spirits. That was just a derogation from the human side of the spirit race.

"Look, Xiaolong, isn't it a great trouble to keep such a smart foreign spirit? Do you forgive them and expect these guys to be grateful?"

The smile on Yun Xiao's face remained undiminished, and he even nodded slightly, explaining to Xiaolong why he wanted to kill someone. After these words were uttered, Xiaolong nodded slightly.

"Daddy is right, too clever Spirit Race, keeping it is always troublesome!"

Xiaolong turned his gaze back to the body of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable Foreign Spirit, and the name in his mouth made the heart move, and at the same time, he carefully sensed it, and immediately sensed the strong spirit of the spirit race on the child in front of him.

"You are a real spirit race, why are you mixed with a human being, aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?"

It seems that this Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable has already separated the other side's large-scale community. The young man who can't sense too much aura is naturally a human being, but the child in front of him is a genuinely childlike spirit race.

Therefore, this Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable's foreign spirit can't figure it out anyway, when will the spirit race be able to fight side by side with humans, aren't both sides always dead enemies?

"You can control it!"

Xiaolong looked a little impatient, he heard him reply in a deep voice, and then the majestic aura was swept out, but the narrowing heart suddenly rose, suppressing his cultivation base at the level of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable.

"Hmph, do you really think that the cultivation base of Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable can leave Lao Tzu?"

Sensing the majestic aura erupting from Xiaolong, the leader of the foreign spirit instantly relieved his heart, and he had never lost a battle of the same level in the secret path.

"Daddy, this guy is taking advantage of me!"

Hearing the self-proclaimed "Lao Tzu" in the other party's mouth, Xiaolong's face was immediately full of anger, and even turned his head to complain to Yun Xiao, and suddenly the leader of the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable's supernatural spirit lit up.

"I dare to be distracted in this situation, he is really a silly boy who has never seen the world!"

At this moment, the foreign spirit leader of the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable felt worthless for the death of his brother, thinking that if it were not for the kid's sneak attack, he would not lose a charge general.

Whoosh!

Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable's supernatural spirit leader moved extremely fast, taking advantage of the little dragon turning his head, he didn't waste this opportunity in the slightest. He believed that with his cultivation base as the seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable, he could definitely kill the opponent with one blow.

"Be careful!"

How Yun Xiao didn’t know that Xiaolong wanted to play with the foreign spirit leader, so his face changed greatly in cooperation, and even made a warning sound, but listening to the ears of the seventh-rank immortal venerable foreign spirit undoubtedly made his face appear. sneer.

"late!"

There was a disdainful voice from the leader of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable Spirit, and then he saw the little child turning his head slowly, and he seemed to be able to see the panic in his eyes. meaning.

At this time, the foreign spirit leader of the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable was completely relieved, and all the cultivation bases that belonged to the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable were pouring down, but the next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw the little child wearing a bellyband with a soaring tree braid above his head. He stretched out his right hand and tapped it lightly on his chest, which seemed very similar to the scene just now.

At the beginning, the foreign spirit leader of the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable didn't pay attention to it at all. In his opinion, the power in that little hand could be cleaned up before it broke out.

But after a while, the leader of the foreign spirit would not think so again, because the little hand on his chest, like a needle piercing tofu, pierced into his chest without any hindrance.

Immediately afterwards, the foreign spirit leader felt cold, and the spirit crystal that turned into a heart was already pinched by that chubby little hand, and then pulled out in a hand, no different from the previous sixth-rank immortal.

"You...you are not Seventh-Rank Immortal?!"

In the final spiritual wisdom that the spirit crystal was torn out, the foreign spirit leader of the Seventh Stage Immortal Venerable suddenly blessed his soul, almost exhausting the last trace of his strength to shout out this fact.

"Daddy is right, you are really smart!"

The little dragon held the spirit crystal in his hand and nodded slightly, and as soon as the words came out, the leader of the alien spirit seemed to have received a heavy blow that was no less than the spirit crystal being stolen.

Perhaps at the moment before the leader of the alien spirit dissipated, his heart was extremely frustrated. If this is called "very smart", then he would rather not be this smart.

He had never thought that he would die so inexplicably. He just came to this mountain to take a rest, and even lost his life.

He can also imagine that the next spiritual brothers who were born and died with him, it is impossible to have any alive, waiting for them, will be the same as himself.

"Hi..."

The leader of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable Spirit did not hold on to even a round, so he was directly touched out of the spirit crystal and died. The remaining strange spirits took a breath, and all of them were shocked.

"Run away!"

One of the 6th-Rank Immortal Venerable's foreign spirits yelled and fled to the back, but did not take the front exit of the mountain co, because there stood a black-clothed young man who looked pale and had a somewhat unstable breath. It.

These strange spirits don't know that Yun Xiao is really weak. They all saw the children's acting skills just now, and they all felt that the guy was pretending to get himself hooked.

Chuck ch...

After a series of sound of breaking the wind came out, the foreign spirits who were fleeing in all directions felt a cold in their chests.

The last sight in their eyes was a black light wooden sword, pushing out their spirit crystals from their bodies.

Although Yun Xiao was extremely weak, he could control the Yulong Sword to kill these highest-ranking Sixth-Rank Immortal Venerable's foreign spirits without any effort. This made Xiaolong spend a lot of effort less.

"Daddy mighty!"

It wasn't until the last foreign spirit's spirit crystal was pushed out by the Dragon Sword, that the little dragon waved his small fist and yelled at Yun Xiao, causing a smile to appear on the latter's face.

"You have to learn this flattering skill!"

Yun Xiao retracted the Royal Dragon Sword, and by the way, took the few spirit crystals into his waist, and smiled at the little dragon slightly, making the latter a little embarrassed when he said the words, secretly saying that this flattering was indeed too poor.

This is the end of a little farce, and the mountain col is taken as one of his own big and small, decided to recover in this col, of course, the most in need of recovery, of course, is Yun Xiao.

At the moment, the little dragon became an outspoken little girl, and the time soon passed another night. Among them was a fifth-grade immortal ghost who was sneaky, and was finally killed by the little dragon by pinching his neck. It was boring. A kind of pleasure.

early morning!

When the first ray of sunlight in the eastern sky shone in the mountain col, Yun Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the little dragon who had been guarding the entrance suddenly stood up, his face more solemn than ever.

"Who is it? Get out for the little master!"

Xiaolong stared at the entrance of the mountain col. Although there was no one there, his special induction had already sensed something wrong, so he shouted out angrily. In addition to anger, there was a hint of worry in his tone.

Before Xiaolong concealed the misty breath for Yunxiao, but that was a method used by the first-rank Divine Sovereign powerhouse, which made him very powerless. At this moment, he subconsciously felt that the misty print had a problem.

Now, Yun Xiao’s strength has not recovered to 30%. If Mo Jiang, the old fellow of the first-grade **** emperor, is chasing him, then everything will stop. In a short time, Yun Xiao will not be able to urge the power of the ancestral vein and Nine Dragons blood.

"Haha, little strange spirit, the induction is not bad!"

What made Xiaolong breathe a sigh of relief was that shortly after the sound of his anger fell, a chuckle finally came along, and immediately after the exit of the mountain, a graceful silver figure appeared.

She looked just like a young woman in her twenties, with an extremely beautiful face, wearing a silver robe, and even her hair was shiny silver, she looked very maverick.

Especially when Xiaolong looked at the silver-robed woman's face, he found that there was a flash of lightning in the other's eyes, which was extremely mysterious.

"Fortunately, only the realm of demigods!"

When Xiaolong's special ability sensed the opponent's pulse cultivation, he finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He actually took a step forward under his feet.

"Little guy, you can't stop me, let me go!"

The silver-robed woman didn't do it directly, and her smile remained undiminished. After the voice fell, she jumped over the little dragon blocking the entrance, and cast her eyes on the black-clothed young man in the col with playful eyes.

"Then try!"

It seemed that he felt that he was being ignored, and Xiaolong suddenly became angry.

Even if he only had the cultivation base of the Eighth Stage Immortal Venerable, he might not be able to fight against the powerhouses in the upper half of the **** realm. Unexpectedly, there was even a slight chance to create miracles.

"Xiaolong, let her in!"

Who knew that just as Xiaolong's heart was moving, when the means of transforming all kinds of poison with one thought was about to be used, there was a familiar voice behind him, making him slightly stunned, and he was not as tense.