Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

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Tang Muchen patted Xiaojin's head and pointed in the direction of the Forest of Shattered: "Go there."

Xiao Jin got the order, and it flew towards the place he pointed with its huge dragon wings.

"Why does that place give me a familiar breath?"

Tang Muchen muttered in his heart.

Because there is something that appeals to you.

Xiaojin's fat meaty wings kept fluttering.

Don't underestimate the fat, but his speed is still very fast.

Tang Muchen only felt the noise of the wind, and the surrounding scenery passed by before his eyes as if retreating.

Xiaojin's speed is not covered.

If it were a slightly weaker spirit master on Xiaojin, it would be uncomfortable to die, it was really fast.

Keke, speaking of it, I discovered the role of the tool man Xiaojin.

For example, dating in the air, through the air.

With such bad thoughts, Tang Muchen came all the way to the sky above the Forest of Shattered under the leadership of Xiaojin.

"Strange, I can't see a soul beast here."

Tang Muchen thought.

There were really no shadows of soul beasts in many places where Xiaojin flew, only the fruit that had been eaten in half, and the soul beast that had eaten half of it.

"Where are the soul beasts?"

Tang Muchen's head was full of doubts.

This Forest of Destruction is really big, Xiao Jin has been flying for several hours, only to find some ten and one hundred years old soul beasts wandering in the forest, and they have a unified characteristic, that is, they always dare not look. In the center of the forest.

Boy, it seems that hiding secrets in the forest is not easy.

The thing that attracts oneself is not simple.

Tang Muchen was a little excited, maybe it could be a good thing to enhance his strength, is it left by the Dragon God?

Then his strength became stronger, wouldn't it be closer to bombarding Tang Yuehua?

Pretty good.

Tang Muchen's ambition is not that big, and he doesn't want to be that big. If he's the same as Tang San, it would be so tiring, do you think you have to face those dangers constantly.

Even if Tang Muchen inherited the spirit of the Golden Dragon King, he just wanted to live steadily.

The purpose of the Golden Dragon King is always to protect the Silver Dragon King, so as long as he does his task well, it is considered to be repaying the favor.

I am not those foolish, stupid to enforce justice, and then cause trouble.

The tool Long Xiaojin was still flying at high speed in the air.

After half a day.

This Forest of Destruction is a bit big, and Tang Muchen and Xiao Jin have not stopped to the center of the forest.

"Xiaojin is also tired."

Tang Muchen also kept it moving at high speed for a long time.

He decides to show empathy for Xiaojin occasionally.

"Little Jin, open your mouth."

He took out a large chunk of juicy beef from the storage ring.

Xiao Jin opened his mouth in excitement when he smelled the beef he liked.

"then."

He threw it forward.

Xiao Jin flew to the front instantly, opened his big mouth and started chewing.

Of course, the speed of chewing slowed down.

Ha ha ha ha.

It tastes so fragrant, but the image is a bit ugly, and the raw beef even bleeds.

Tang Muchen was also used to the operation of this stupid dragon.

He is a partner who gets along with himself day and night, even though he is a tool dragon.

Stupid tool dragon.

Tang Muchen looked at it with gentle eyes.

In this world, this stupid dragon is also one of the creatures that have been with him the longest.

Moreover, it has been witnessing its growth.

Similarly, it also witnessed its own growth.

Tang Muchen touched its dragon head, somewhat relieved.

Xiaojin looked at his foolish master suspiciously.

If it can speak, it should speak.

How could this foolish master start to hurt the spring and sad autumn again.

It is a bit humane and dislikes its owner.

It knows to accompany different girls every day, but it does not know what is good about it.

In its view, non-stop eating is the kingly way.

Eating is a great joy in life.

Xiaojin's head is full of such simple thoughts.

Tang Muchen can only say, "Young man, you still see too little."

In this way, people and dragons are two goods, burying each other's tastes.

that's nice.

After eating, Tang Muchen and Xiaojin continued on their way.

There is still no advanced soul beast on the road, and the entire Forest of Destruction is a bit bleak.

"To be honest, this is not as terrible as Yuehua wrote in her letter."

"It's really free to come and go."

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he knew that all the answers should be in that place.

So what would be the center of the forest?

After a short long journey.

Tang Muchen was barely close to the center, where he had put Xiaojin in his body to rest, after all, he worked very hard today.

Xiao Jin is so good, and Dad loves him.

Tang Muchen fed it some grain, and then prepared to explore the way by himself.

Golden dragon wing upper body.

The only downside of this golden dragon wing is that it is a little bit brighter. Is this a force?

He flapped his wings and left the ground, found a position in the air, controlled a certain speed and started flying.

The environment in the center of the forest is still relatively empty, and there are many large soul beasts here and hunting.

Although these creatures are not there today, only the whistling wind remains.

The wind at night is very rusty.

Tang Muchen waved his wings freely in the air, and the oncoming cold wind made his mind a little clear.

He still relaxed the sound of his wings waving somewhat carefully. Tang Muchen's strength was good, but he still had to be careful in the center of the forest.

Waving his wings, he turned the big trees one after another.

It's almost here.

Tang Muchen accelerated, waving his wings, and found a ray of light in the dark forest.

Near.

He finally turned a corner and noticed a faint white light ahead.

Quietly slowing down the whistling sound of wings, Tang Muchen quietly prepared to land.

The front should be the center of the forest. This kind of light is only the reflection of the moon on the lake.

He lifted the crowded weeds here and carefully observed the situation.

The light in the eyes is a bit dazzling.

After adjusting to it for a while, he opened his eyes again.

But was stunned by the scene inside.

"this is."

The scene in front of me is really shocking.

It was densely packed, all of them were soul beasts.

The breath radiating from each soul beast is not simple.

According to Tang Muchen's judgment, it is at least a thousand years old.

Many of them have many years of cultivation.

"Is this discussing how to attack the human world?"

Tang Muchen was a little astonished, no wonder so many high-level spirit masters would smash into the sand.

Facing this dense, overwhelming scene.

Even if the master of Wuhun Temple came, there was no chance of escape, if he was restrained.

However, Tang Muchen's gaze did not always pay attention to these hideous soul beasts.

His gaze was that of the person surrounded by many soul beast groups.