He didn't expect that Bailong would dare to hit him in the face!

He broke into Lingshan alone and dared to slap him in the face in front of hundreds of thousands of powerful beings from the outer world!

"Evil dragon! You are really looking for death!"

After saying that, Taoist Yuanyue raised his hand and pinched Bailong's neck.

With a thought, Bailong purchased a piece of resurrection armor, and his mana suddenly increased sharply.

Damn it!

"What do you want to do?"

Taoist Yuan Yue felt something bad and suddenly let go of his hand, with a look of panic on his face.

However, Bailong turned over, turned behind Taoist Yuanyue, and hugged him.

"Oh my God! Let go! Let go, let go!"

Taoist Yuan Yue's face was full of fear. He reached out and grabbed Bai Long's hair and pulled it hard.

Bai Long clasped his hands tightly, his mana still rising sharply.

"Nielong, you are crazy. The most you can do is to injure me if you explode your soul. You will die..."

boom!

There was a loud noise, and a huge mushroom cloud rose from Lingshan.

The quasi-sage's fifth turn self-destructed his soul, and the air wave instantly swept through the entire Lingshan Mountain.

Tens of thousands of buildings that had just been built suddenly collapsed, and the Main Hall was crumbling.

Fortunately, all the 200,000 monks in Lingshan flew up immediately, otherwise, this air wave would have turned them into scum!

Taoist Yuanyue was lying on the ground, coughing up blood.

However, Bailong appeared in the wind again, with a smile still hanging on his lips.

"Are you convinced?"

Well?

Taoist Yuanyue retreated continuously.

What is this evil dragon?

How can the self-destructed soul be resurrected? What kind of trick is this?

Explode a few more times, let alone the ninth turn of the saint, God

Even Tao can't bear it!

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Bailong put his hands behind his back and walked forward step by step. He asked in a low voice: "This is my special move. I wonder if you accept it!"

Well?

Taoist Yuanyue didn't want to be convinced.

He has brought so many masters, disciples, children and grandchildren from the Arctic Palace. If he convinces the quasi-sage from the lower realm, how can he still hang out in the Arctic Palace in the future?

Does he, a saint, have no face?

However, this is the moment.

Bai Long ran towards Taoist Yuanyue fiercely!

Oh my god!

Taoist Yuan Yue panicked, really panicked, and screamed like a pig: "Don't come over here! Senior brother, save me!"


Chapter completed!