Pan Xuan was startled for a moment and asked, "What is the door master?"

Jijie said: "You have defeated me, no one else dares to challenge you, you are the master of my Demon Dragon faction." ”

Pan Xuan waved his hand again and again, and said: "I came down to take Chu Xiaoling away, and at first I didn't know that I needed to be the master of this sect after winning." Your faction is all .... A person with a dragon face and a dragon body, how can I be able to do this?"

Jijie looked up to the sky and sighed: "The will of heaven is like this, and it is difficult for mortals to disobey. If it weren't for the fact that the adults happened to come and their martial arts were far superior to mine, how could we be convinced? How many people in the world were there who were superior to me in martial arts?"

Pan Xuan was anxious to get out, and said, "Then is it possible that the great master of ten thousand immortals is coming, and you also serve him as the master?"

Ji Jie said with a smile: "Defeating us is the first test, if we fail to defeat the demon dragon soul in this cave, then we are still a group of dragons without a leader." ”

Pan Xuan had heard him talk about this underground demon dragon, and he was shocked and asked, "What is that demon dragon?"

Jijie said: "Five hundred years ago, the Golden Cicada Sect Master came to this cave with the ghost head of the Assassin and the head of the Tiger Ghost to kill a powerful and domineering demon dragon in the cave, and the blood of this demon dragon fused with the underground magma to form a magic spring, which communicated with the black blood pool. The three grandmasters then cast a spell together, casting ten pieces of armor from the water of the dragon's blood pool, and I was wearing dragon armor. ”

"In the cold fire country in the past, there was also a black blood pool, but it was connected to the source of the black blood pool by many greedy soul worms, and there was no artifact in it, and this dragon blood tan here should also be the same." Nodding his head, he said, "There is a dragon head at the entrance of the cave, which is very spectacular, could it be that demon dragon?"

Jijie said proudly: "Exactly, this dragon is called the Morojin Long Dragon, and it has a lifespan of three thousand years. After the three grandmasters slay the dragon, this dragon armor was rewarded to the people of the Demon Dragon Sect, every ten years, we hold a competition here, and the person who wins is the head of the sect, and then goes deep into the ground, and the demon dragon soul fights again, and after the victory, he takes out ten dragon armors. ”

Pan Xuan said: "Haven't you always been the master of your sect?"

Ji Jie said: "The great man's miraculous skills are world-famous, even so, it takes a lot of effort to subdue the demon dragon's unjust soul. ”

Pan Shu has already thought about cause and effect, and then look at the fanatical eyes of everyone, if he does not agree to this, he will inevitably be ghostly, stalked, and even end up with a life and death enmity. But once he agrees, he is afraid that he will not be able to shirk the position of head again.

He hesitated for a moment, pondering countermeasures, and suddenly the platform turned around, and the magma in front of him opened the way, and a small path appeared, allowing only one person to pass. Jijie said: "I have no intention of harming me, it's not that I can't defeat adults, I came up with a plan and conspiracy to frame me." Can you trust me?"

Pan Xuan is sure in this festival, this Jijie is a proud and self-respecting man, and he will never make such a trick, but it is a big joke to ask him to be the head of this ten thousand ghost tribes.

Suddenly, Chu Xiaoling pounced out, and suddenly reached the halfway point of the trail, and his rush was full of vitality, and he was too close to the trail, and he didn't stop it.

"Come back!" volleyed his hand to grab it, and with a snap of his fingers, the magma on both sides was like an avalanche, annihilating Chu Xiaoling. It turns out that this secret passage is exquisitely designed, and only those who win the contest and submit to the people can enter and exit, otherwise if the magma is sentient, the person will be burned to death.

Pan Xuan was shocked, knowing that Chu Xiaoling was burned by magma, and most of his lives could not be saved, he came to save him with this behavior, and naturally gave birth to the meaning of protection, and then did not think about it carefully, and opened the way with the palm wind, and pushed the magma away, but where is the shadow of Chu Xiaoling?

As soon as he raised his hand, the candle dragon sword returned to his palm, and the blade of the sword poured out like rain, and the night cold internal force remained in the air, firmly fixing the magma. When the people of the Demon Dragon Sect saw his swordsmanship like this, they erupted like thunder. With cheers, they scurled and rushed into the cavern behind the lava.

There was no trace of Chu Xiaoling, and he regretted in his heart: "It seems that he has been burned to the point that there are no bones left, although this person is treacherous, but there is also pity and respectability." How do I explain it to others?"

Even so, after all, there was still hope in my heart, and after a few miles of travel, I came to a huge hall, which was converted from a stone cave. Pan Xuan swept his eyes and saw the crucible furnace, sword mold and armor, all available. Ten pieces of gray armor are displayed in the heights, formed but untempered.

On top of the furnace, there was a person lying down, who was burned to an inhuman shape, it was Chu Xiaoling who trespassed in. Seeing that he was not dead, Pan Xuan relieved himself and hurried to check.

Suddenly, Chu Xiaoling let out an angry roar, the roar was like a dragon's roar, his entire body floated in the air, his wings grew, and his appearance changed, and he became a lizard demon clan with scales and armor all over his body, and his whole body was pure white.

Panxuan pondered for a moment, and said, "What's the use of you occupying his body? ”

Chu Xiaoling bared his teeth and shouted bitterly: "I want to eat human flesh and human blood.... Kill... Kill you... Kill that old lizard, kill that stinky old man!" In the midst of the shouting, holding the golden sword in his hand, a ball of golden fire shot from the tip of the sword, coiling and slamming, and the ground dissolved, emitting a bitter smell.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "This cave is full of sulfur stones, and its qi is poisonous!" He is the body of ten thousand immortals who break through the clouds, and he is naturally not afraid, but after receiving this inexplicable heavenly punishment, all the pain is doubly intense, and he has to be careful to avoid it.

Chu Xiaoling fell to the ground, a move "incense burner purple smoke", the sword move was insignificant, like a swimming mist, ambushed on the side of the coil, after he was possessed by the demon dragon, his martial arts actually increased several times, enough to compete with Naji Festival.

With a grasp of it, he held Chu Xiaoling's golden sword, and with a stroke of luck in his palm, the golden sword was shattered. Chu Xiaoling raised his sharp and long claws, stabbed at the vital point of Pan Xuan's body, Pan Xuan raised his hand to block, and immediately exerted his strength, and with a click, Chu Xiaoling's leg bones shattered.

"I'm sorry, let's chase this demon dragon away first, and then try to save you!" In the middle of the words, his hands were swept vertically and horizontally, like a sky net, and in the dense sound, Chu Xiaoling's limbs, joints and bones were all broken.

Chu Xiaoling screamed loudly, flapped his wings, flew to a high place, and punched out, the strength of the fist was like a thousand feet falling from a rock, roaring, but Chu Xiaoling hid behind the furnace, and with a bang, the furnace shook, but it was not damaged.

At this moment, the stones behind the furnace cracked, and the sulfur gas drifted away, Chu Xiaoling laughed, spit out a mouthful of fire, and made a meandering "Huh", the fire ignited the poisonous gas in the hole, and exploded when it landed, the flames were like the sun, and the loud noise was earth-shattering, and countless stones fell down the hall.

Chu Xiaoling took a few breaths, found a dragon armor to put on, and said to himself: "Wait for this... After many years, finally someone .... It can bring me back to life. "It turns out that this ancient demon dragon soul has long been integrated with this cave, and it has only been a hundred years since it was dispersed, and it has been troubled repeatedly. Chu Xiaoling practiced the trick of a thousand changes, which was to sense aura, and his body changed with it, plus he was seriously injured and his soul was weak, and he was burned by the magma, and he became an excellent sacrifice for the soul of this demon dragon, which was enough to be resurrected.

The dragon armor is not only strong, but also more mysterious, which is caused by the golden cicada with the technique of refining and shifting, helping people to practice the myriad changes of Tiangang. In the Demon Dragon Sect, only Lu Bo faintly realized the magic of it, but his own martial arts were extremely high, and he didn't need this armor to practice, so he stopped at a shallow taste and didn't study it. And right now, Chu Xiaoling was bewitched by the Morojin Long Dragon, and he knew everything about this dragon armor.

He laughed, the light of the dragon armor bloomed, and the body extended, and in an instant it became a big red dragon twenty zhang long, the body was like a snake, winding, but the head was Chu Xiaoling's appearance, he thought to himself: "In this way, I have the power of seven successes back then, and when I get my head back, the mana will be the same as before." ”

Just as he was proud, a person walked out of the smoke and dust, and Morokin looked at it and recognized that it was the new Demon Dragon Sect Master.

Pan Xuan waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, his expression was a little annoyed, and he looked at Morojin for a moment, and said: "This Chu Xiaoling is neither male nor female, and has a bad character, why do you stay in his body? Why don't you get out of here quickly?"

Morokinsen said solemnly: "Tiangang changes, where do the males and females come from? Is it a man or a woman, a dragon or a human? What does it matter? I have been resurrected by this person, and I heard that the golden cicada, the uncle, and the Zhenghu are dead, and there is no one in the world to stop me. If you know each other and leave obediently, I will spare you death. He knew that this Wu Qi in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with, and he was like a newborn, his skills were incomplete, although he expected to win, but he didn't want to make more effort.

Pan Xuan had other concerns: "It's not difficult to bring down this demon dragon, but how can I save Chu Xiaoling? If I cut this dragon to pieces, Chu Xiaoling will probably become mud." After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that when I was in the Lotus Kingdom, one day Nan was possessed by a candle dragon and became a walking corpse on the spot. But that candle dragon is far more profound than this Moro Jin Long Dragon, and Tiannan's skill is far less profound than Chu Xiaoling, if this Moro Jin Long Dragon retreats, Chu Xiaoling will most likely be able to live.

Morokin yelled, "Little crumbs, don't you get out of here?"

Pan Xuan didn't say much, slammed his palm, and hit Morokin straight out, knocking it into a mess. Shocked and angry, Morokin chased after the coil, his body swaggering, the ground shaking, the dust on all sides, and the flames from his mouth, there was no place in this hall.

Pan Xuan slashed out a sword, Morokin screamed, a large piece of flesh was cut off by the long sword, and Pan Xuan hit the dragon's head with another punch, Morokin fell into the ground, unable to struggle for a while. Coiled in front of this Morojin, as small as a worm, but he was really angry, powerful, and hit with a punch, like an ordinary person slapping a mosquito.

After fighting dozens of moves, Morojin was covered with bruises, and became more and more frightened: "Is this person's martial arts actually higher than that of the golden cicada back then?" But even if it came to this point, his heart was full of fighting for his life, his body curled up, and suddenly the scales spread out, like a strong wind mixed with hail, and struck towards the coil.

Pan Xuan also used the phantom spirit true qi, the internal strength fluttered, attached the spiritual energy to the scales, and shouted: "Give it back to you!" Turning the pulse, the scales smashed towards Morojin, and the long dragon wailed, and the injury was more serious, lying on the ground, and the breath was weak for a while.

Pan Xuan said: "For now, I will give you two ways to go, the first way, I will slaughter you and this kid together, so that your soul will be scattered and no longer exist." The second way, where did you come from and where did you go back, still guarding this place for the Demon Dragon Sect. ”

Changlong led the kung fu, knowing that what he said was true, he didn't dare to be strong, his body shrank, and he didn't know where to go. Chu Xiaoling's body recovered, his broken bones healed, and although his injuries were better, he was still burned terribly. However, for Blood Cold, it was just a breeze and a gesture.