When Fairy Zixun heard this, she immediately waved her hand and hurriedly said: "No need, sister! You should keep it! I don't know how much blood this tiger skin has stained before, I don't want to wear it on my body." ”

"Don't you like it, forget it, go back and try it again, and wear it yourself," Huang Long said with a smile, and put the tiger skin into the golden scales. This golden scale is a reverse scale that Huang Long has faded from after becoming a golden immortal, and it contains a small space inside, but it can also store some things.

Whether it was a blood-colored spirit bead or a blood-colored crystal broadsword, they were all fierce things, but Huang Long didn't dare to easily put them into the space in his body's abdomen, and it was best to use this golden dragon scale collection to collect them.

Looking at the two daughters of Huang Long and Purple Xun Fairy, the other dozen or so Xuan Immortal Cultivators around couldn't help but be awe-inspiring. The fierceness of the Xuan Immortal Tiger Demon is powerful, they have all seen it, and I am afraid that none of the people present are willing to provoke it. But such a fierce character was killed by Huang Long's shot like this, and he was so destroyed that he didn't even leave a single hair. Huang Long's strength that erupted slightly was far beyond their imagination.

Very consciously, the more than ten Xuan Immortal beings around them all tacitly chose to move their positions, a little farther away from Huang Long and Zi Xun.

"Get out!" A cold low shout sounded, but it was the ink and ink scales that fell on the cold ground not far away, directly releasing the terrifying aura of the Golden Immortal Monk, and the invisible cold power suddenly made the surrounding Xuan Immortal Monk who stared at the ink with a stunned expression all over his body, and crawled from the ground with a fierce spirit, and then hurriedly retreated into the distance.

At this time, some Xuan Immortal monks who were farther away did not stop those Xuan Immortal monks who ran over in embarrassment, but took the initiative to lean farther away, as if they felt that it was safe to be farther away from the ink.

The surrounding Xuan Immortal monks who were trembling were already frightened and frightened, secretly scolding their mothers in their hearts. Oh yes, it's ruthless! It's even more ruthless than the one who shot it just now!

"Sister, this ink fairy is worthy of cultivating the cold one, it's really cold enough," the terrifying cold power spread. The Purple Xun Fairy couldn't help but feel covered in frost and couldn't help but whisper.

Huang Long, who glanced sideways at the ink fairy, sat down casually with a slight pout.

At this moment, with a slight sound of breaking the sky, a cyan streamer flew from the southeastern sky. In the blink of an eye, he came to the side not far from the air, turning into a cloud of green clouds, revealing a full eight figures.

"Huh?" Huang Long, who raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look, couldn't help but look at the tall fairy in green clothes who was the leader of the eight, who also looked sideways and sharply at him: "Qingqiu Fairy?"

"Sister, Qingqing Liufeng, he's still alive!" Zi Xun's slightly trembling voice on the side suddenly sounded.

"What?" Huang Long, who was stunned when he heard this, locked his eyes on the Qingqiu Fairy behind him, gritting his teeth and looking at his green-robed young man with hatred. Some muttered in disbelief: "Qingliufeng? how is it possible? How can he still be alive?"

Seeing Huang Long's surprised look, the Qingqiu Fairy couldn't help but sneer lightly at the corner of his mouth: "What, I'm surprised?"

"You have some skills, Qingliufeng only has a trace of Yuan Shen left, and you can bring him back to life," Huang Long, who gritted his teeth and said coldly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent in his eyes.

The Qingqiu Fairy smiled noncommittally: "Your sister can be resurrected, why can't my brother come back to life?"

"What do you mean by that?" Huang Long asked as his brows furrowed when he heard this, and his beautiful eyes flickered.

"Don't you understand?" The smile on the corner of Fairy Qingqiu's mouth became even stronger: "How did your sister come back to life, and how did my brother come back to life again." I say that, do you understand?"

The yellow dragon whose face changed. Instantly understood, he couldn't help gritting his teeth in disbelief and said in a deep voice: "Is it Xiaoyao?"

"Brother Xiaoyao, he saved Qingliufeng?" Zi Xun on the side couldn't help but stare slightly in surprise and couldn't believe it.

"What big brother is Xiaoyao? he saved our enemy, what kind of big brother do you call him?" Huang Long shouted angrily.

Looking at Huang Long, who was a little frightened with an ugly face, the Qingqiu Fairy with a smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but flash a trace of triumph in his beautiful eyes.

After speaking, the jade hand clenched and turned to look at the Qingqiu Fairy and the Yellow Dragon of Qingliufeng, and the killing intent in his beautiful eyes was already stronger.

"What? Want to do it?" Fairy Qingqiu laughed: "Huanglong, do we want to compare, will you defeat me first?, or will my brother and them catch your sister Fairy Zixun first?"

"You?" Huang Long, whose face changed, glanced at the other seven Xuanxian cultivators of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, including Qingliufeng, behind the Qingqiu Fairy, and couldn't help but hate in his heart. If you really do it, you can do it. He and Zi Xun really can't take advantage.

The Qingqiu Fairy with his hands around his chest couldn't help but look at Huanglong with a little playfulness.

Just when Huang Long's heart was rising but he was in a dilemma, a cold and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Do you want me to help?"

"Ink?" Turning his head unexpectedly to look at the ink that came to the side, Huang Long, whose beautiful eyes lit up, couldn't help but nod with joy on his face: "Thank you! Count me in debt to you. ”

"Huh?" Glancing at the ink and feeling the golden fairy aura on her body, the Qingqiu Fairy couldn't help but say with a slight change in her face: "This fairy doesn't know what to call it? This is a personal feud between me and Huanglong, and please don't interfere with the fairy." ”

Shui Mo looked at the Qingqiu Fairy indifferently: "Needless to say so much, let's shoot!"

"You" Qingqiu Fairy, who gritted her teeth slightly, suddenly her pretty face became a little ugly.

Huang Long smiled heartily and said, "Ink." Don't talk nonsense with her!Do it directly!You first help me contain the Qingqiu Fairy, wait for me to kill the Qingliufeng and them, and then go back to deal with the Qingqiu Fairy with you. ”

"Let's deal with the Qingqiu Fairy together?" Shui Mo frowned slightly when he heard this, and glanced at the Qingqiu Fairy. This Qingqiu Fairy is also a Golden Immortal Cultivator, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with, right?

Seeing Ink Ink's slightly hesitant expression, Fairy Qingqiu couldn't help but say with a flash of beautiful eyes: "This fairy, we have no grudges or grudges, why do you want to help Huanglong and me fight to the death? Moreover, this is the place where Kunpeng Ancestor is about to preach, so it's a little inappropriate to do it here, right?"

"What's wrong, why don't I think so?" His eyes flashed and he suddenly thought of some kind of ink, but he sneered playfully, and then said directly to Huang Long: "Huang Long, do it!"

"Okay!" Huang Long, who was hesitant and frowned slightly when he saw the ink, suddenly smiled when he heard her say this.

And just when Huanglong and Shui Mo were about to make a move, and the Qingqiu Fairy also gritted his teeth and took out the Wind Spirit Bead, an invisible and terrifying aura of power suddenly came, causing all the desolate creatures below to listen to the sermon to look up in horror.

"Huh?" Even the three Golden Immortal Cultivators, Huanglong, Shui Mo, and Qingqiu Fairy, instantly felt a sense of breath in the face of that coercive aura, and couldn't help but look up in shock.

I saw that high in the sky, a burly figure with a height of a foot stood tall, as if the master of this side of heaven and earth, and the surging aura emanating from his body directly caused the surrounding space to vibrate and distort slightly. And the blue robe behind him is much more inconspicuous.

"What a terrifying breath! Could it be that he is the Kunpeng Ancestor?" the Qingqiu Fairy couldn't help but look at the ancestral dragon with shining eyes. This idea was also quickly thought of by many of the desolate creatures present.

Ink saw the appearance of the ancestral dragon clearly, but his pretty face changed in an instant, and he exclaimed: "Ancestral Dragon?"

"Little girl, are you following Xiaoyao?" Zu Long also noticed the ink, and couldn't help but open his mouth with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and a deep voice echoed in the void.

A hint of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but force her composure and said, "Daxian, he is not far from here, and he will come over soon." ”

"Really, you didn't guess I'm coming, so you ran away, right?" said Zu Long with a sneer.

Huang Long, who frowned at his eyebrows, couldn't help but ask Shui Mo in confusion: "Ink and Wash, who is this guy?"

"Dragon Clan Patriarch Ancestral Dragon!" Shui Mo also said busily: "He had a holiday with Daxian, and this time he is in trouble." ”

"Huh?" quickly noticed the ancestral dragon of the Yellow Dragon, and couldn't help but have a flash of light in his eyes: "The girl in the yellow clothes, you seem to be the Dragon Clan too! The strength of the Golden Immortal is good! Wait and follow me back to the Dragon Clan! I will let you be the elder of my Dragon Clan like Canglong, how about it?" )

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