Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 883

"Ah... Give me dragon blood, give me..." the Dragon scales on Gong Yulong continued to grow, but his breath was rapidly fading.

"Sword has no God. Do you want to start a war between sword field and Tianbao firm?" Gong Yulong roared and came back to Wang Xiaohu.

But Wang Xiaohu's body shook slightly and was several feet away.

"War, do you deserve it?" Wang Xiaohu sneered. The resentment between him and Gong Yulong was not just because of the anger of the shameless dragon. As early as in Wuhu City, the palace Yulong wanted to occupy the plain clothes. The seven flame divine bird left with the white clothes. So far, his whereabouts are unknown. The palace shopkeeper of Tianbao firm has also been abandoned.

This gratitude and resentment has a long history. At the moment, Wang Xiaohu doesn't know the whereabouts of the seven flame divine bird and white clothes. There is a vast sea of people. It's more difficult to find a few people in this continent than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Ang..." at the same time, the blue dragon roared sadly, but it was entangled by the blood spirit ginseng and couldn't get rid of it.

"Shameless dragon, are you sure you don't want to save it?" Inside the xuanhuang bead, Wang Xiaohu asked again.

"The dragon soul reincarnation is irreversible, the host dies, and the dragon soul that has not been completely stripped will dissipate. There is no difference between saving and not saving. Although the quality of the blood Jade Dragon King ginseng is worse, it can barely meet the conditions for casting the body of the five elements after absorbing the dragon blood!" A bleak voice sounded. I was used to this guy's cynical tone. At the moment, Wang Xiaohu really didn't adapt, but he seemed to understand that this was because such a choice was also painful for the shameless dragon!

Wang Xiaohu didn't speak any more and his eyes fell on the bloody spirit ginseng.

The appearance of Wang Xiaohu naturally surprised the bloody spirit. Although Wang Xiaohu's breath is not very strong, it gives it an extremely dangerous feeling.

On one side, Gong Yulong's eyes were lax, with resentment in his eyes. His body exploded with a bang, and a blue shadow the size of a palm came back to Wang Xiaohu. It was obvious that he wanted to give up with the yuan God.

Gong Yulong gave up his body, which took a lot of courage. He gave up his body, and the cyan green dragon was almost impossible to live. His dragon soul reincarnation failed, but this guy's talent was not ordinary. Gong Yulong naturally wanted to find himself a decent body at this time.

Although Wang Xiaohu's cultivation is also the early stage of transforming God, which is quite similar to him, he is fully confident of success

"Whew!"

Wang Xiaohu didn't dodge. The yuan God of Gong Yulong flashed in the center of Wang Xiaohu's eyebrows, but Wang Xiaohu had a mockery in his eyes. What's called throwing himself into the net.

"You, your God, your God, you, you are not the realm of God..." Gong Yulong's voice screamed.

"Idiot, if you change your mind, a finger can stab you to death!" Wang Xiaohu's mind moved, and Gong Yulong's Yuanshen was brought into the xuanhuang pearl.

"Brother Optimus, I'll leave it to you. I have to settle old accounts with this guy!" Wang Xiaohu said that the small tower appeared around him, and the yuan God, who was among the fire dragon pillars, also disappeared in a moment. When the spirit puppet's eyes opened, a vast breath dispersed.

Blood colored spirit ginseng has just absorbed the blue green dragon. The body of the green dragon lost its essence support and disappeared into ashes with a bang. With the help of spirit puppet, Optimus appeared, which stopped the action of blood colored spirit ginseng just trying to rob high-level dragon blood.

"If you have enough to eat and drink, come to this seat!" Optimus stretched out his hand and grabbed the bloody spirit ginseng.

"Ang..." the bloody spirit ginseng uttered the sound of dragon chanting, which seemed more pure than before.

"Whew, whew!"

Two bloody roots came flying and wrapped Qingtian's arms tightly.