Immortality Cultivation Era

A man holding a wooden bowl, with long hair and a crown, dressed in a burgundy gown, looks somewhat handsome.

In the wooden bowl in his hand, the golden dragon swimming is no different from what is seen on TV and comics.

If you have to tell the difference, it is this golden dragon, which looks too small, it is a bit smaller than the loach you can see in the mud pond.

He stood in front of Fu Long with no expression on his face.

"I want to go, you can't stop me." After a moment, he said softly.

In words, I am full of confidence.

Fu Long got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. There was a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked at him with narrow eyes.

"If you tell me that you can stop me if you want to go, say that these are useless, you can kill me if you have the ability, otherwise, I will definitely leave you."

"I said, you can't stay with me."

After saying this, the man in the gown shot again.

He stretched out his hand, pulled in the void, and a wave of turmoil would not stop, striking towards Fulong.

Fu Long held a cigarette in his mouth and frowned, sending out a palm, and the palm wind completely canceled the waves.

The strength of the two seems to be in the same position,

"How about your little dragon, why don't you get it out for fun?" Fu Long took another deep breath and dropped the cigarette butt.

This is a tough opponent.

There is no doubt about this.

Therefore, at this time, he must come up with absolute strength, otherwise let alone defeat the opponent to win him, whether he can live is a problem.

"It's also interesting to say, you guys, don't honestly hide in the heaven and earth, what do you have to do to get around?" Fu Long asked.

The man in the gown did not speak, but waved his fist and rushed towards Fu Long.

The vitality in Fulong's body was also running, and he also punched and collided with the opponent.

The two were divided at the touch.

Fu Long stepped back seven or eight steps, while the man in the gown took ten steps back.

It seems to be a high sentence.

This is not the case.

In terms of self-cultivation, Fulong really has the upper hand.

But this is not a way for a man in a gown.

Equivalent to, a sword repair, put away his long sword and choose to punch with bare hands.

This is not the correct state at all.

"What are you afraid of? Why don't you let your little dragon out?" Fu Long thoughtfully and said with a smile, "I know, the black jelly placed on Wangyuefeng is your handwriting, but the black jiao died Now, and you can see how the black dragon died, worrying that releasing the dragon will lead to the one who beheaded the black dragon, right?"

The man in the gown didn't speak, but the frowning frown made Fu Long understand.

What I guessed just now is that eight or nine is inseparable.

"What is your purpose?" Fu Long asked.

"You can guess." The man in the gown said, "If you can beat me down, I will tell you."

After that, the wooden bowl in his hand disappeared, his two punches waved, and he rushed towards the other party at a very fast speed.

Fu Long frowned, and punched again.

The two collided together, but this time they didn't touch each other, but they were entangled.

Fu Long's fist fell on the man in the gown.

The fist of the man in the gown hit Fu Long.

It's completely a hard-fought state.

Such cultivation practice, just one punch, can let a fairy repairer under the guru die on the spot.

This is absolute strength.

With the improvement of their own strength, their defense will naturally increase significantly.

It's just that these two people are really in a bad state.

Completely like two uncivilized beasts.

When the two separated, the corners of their mouths were saturated with blood.

The chest undulated greatly, and the body was trembling.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Long asked with a cold breath.

The man in the gown snorted coldly: "What's this hurt? What's the matter? You can't hold it anymore? If you can't hold it, let me go."

"I can't hold it? Are you afraid it's funny?" After Fu Long said this, the two looked at each other as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, and turned around at the same time, frowning and squinting. Eyes, rubbing his arms, chest.

Gan Lin Niang.

It hurts!

But in three seconds, the two turned around at the same time, staring at each other, staring at each other.

"Come again!"

"Come here!"

So, the two collided again.

"Are you guys in the Dragon Pavilion so disinterested? I still have injuries. If you are in the peak state, I don't need Xiaolong. I will definitely lose to you. You are now full of injuries, and you are desperate with me?" Anger, so the speed has accelerated a lot.

He just wanted to tell Fu Long.

I am not easy to bully!

"You guys, you should be honest in the blessed land, why should you come out?"

"You guys, even if you come out, why don't you say hello to our Dragon Pavilion?"

"It's fine if you don't say hello to us, why do you have to fiddle around outside? You keep a dragon, we don't bother to control it, but you have to keep a dragon, and you want it to survive the dragon, and then you become a farmer Uncle, feel the joy of a bumper harvest? Then I tell you, here, you can't let it go wild!"

Fu Long became more and more frustrated.

Even if there is a wound...

In the hotel.

Liu Zhongyi is very depressed.

Somehow, the phone was hung up.

When you hit it again, you will be prompted to shut down.

"What the hell?" Liu Zhongyi scratched his head and set the phone aside.

"Don't he say that? I'm playing with someone else!" Liu Zhongyi called Fu Long before, and he opened the hands-free, so Fu Long said something on the phone, and Gao Ge heard it, "Hey, good Worry, won't he have any surprises?"

Liu Zhongyi didn't hold back, and said, "Gao...... Or, you first control your expression? I always feel that it's hard for you to hold your smile, and also, does this expression say something like this, is it a bit Not so good?"

Gao Ge finally laughed loudly: "I am professionally trained, I don't generally laugh, unless I can't help it..."

Liu Zhongyi sighed: "How hatred you are!"

Gao Gele for a while.

In fact, it’s just such a joy. I don’t have any opinion about Fulong. If I really have an opinion, it’s because I was beaten by the black jelly when I was in Wangyuefeng. Ooh, this kid just popped out. Too much hate.

The thought of Fulong's swollen nose and bruised eyes, although it is only brain tonic.

But it's so funny...

"I will contact him later." Liu Zhongyi said.

"So if it's impossible to contact?" Gao Ge asked.

"Then there is no way. The people of Haicheng Xiuxian Academy have to follow us to Xiaoshan Jianzong." Liu Zhongyi said for a moment.

Looking at Gao Ge frowning, Liu Zhongyi smiled and said, "However, I can keep them from going. This is regarded as my disobedience."