Xiaolong was arrested.

Struggling constantly in the thunder.

But there were a group of saintly dragons opposite him.

He is a saint, and he cannot break free from the cage at all.

"You are so shameless that you actually use me as your bait!"

Xiaolong regretted his intestines. If he had known this, he would not have had any conflicts with his master. Now he is going to drag him into the water again.

"So what about shamelessness? Two dragons outside the domain." The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon said arrogantly. He came from the ancient Thunder Dragon clan. He had an ancient origin and was self-respecting and naturally looked down on the foreign dragon clan. Therefore, he disliked the most about Aixinghai.

The little dragon's scales are crystal clear, and the sound of the dragon is revealed, and he said contemptuously: "The ancestor dragon has words. The dragon is the spirit, not the race. Those who strive for self-improvement are dragons, and those who work hard to become strong are dragons. But you have a narrow geographical difference, no wonder you can't understand the sound of the dragons."

"The evil words confuse the public!"

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon snorted coldly:

"I'll detain you under Fulongze!"

The power of the nine levels of the holy realm is undoubtedly revealed and distorts time and space.

A thought divides the sea, the void produces the law, and the underworld turns into a crystal cage.

With one palm covering, the little dragon was sealed at the bottom of the lake, like a hundred thousand mountains suppressing it and unable to move. Then he raised his hand and swept it, and the water turned into a pool of thunder, intertwined with electric arcs, completely imprisoning this space of time and space.

Butterfly feathered clothes showed off their eyebrows and frowned.

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon's voice was low and he said:

"Don't be stunned here, everyone is ready to go!"

Then, the dragons dispersed and stationed in all directions of the Holy Dragon City, waiting to travel to the sea of ​​stars.

Chu Qingyin smiled: "Are you not worried about Xiaolong when you are so calm? Are you not going to save him?"

Qin Li curled up a touch of playfulness: "This kid is promising, but it still needs to be polished. It just so happened that I also wanted to attract the stars to the sea of ​​stars, merge with the dragon clan, and enter the dragon tomb, so I could only feel wronged by Xiaolong."

"Besides, true love is revealed in times of adversity, I don't want to disturb Xiaolong's good things."

The two left.

Fulong Daze.

The peace of the past has returned to its past.

Only the Thunder Seal, the roaring continues.

Suddenly a fog of light hit, and the gods knew it.

Falling into the cage of the big zodiac, he turns into a misty fairy, who is the Butterfly Feather Clothes.

She concealed her breath and came to the bottom of the cage, and saw thousands of thunder chains, trapping a mountain, river, and a mysterious and natural way.

"Is it okay?"

Butterfly Feather asked softly.

"Is something wrong!" Xiaolong was quite helpless.

He was nailed to the ground, unable to move, and extremely helpless.

"My back is itchy. You can scratch it for me, otherwise it will be a little uncomfortable."

Butterfly feathered robe with red lips, and a speechless color appeared in her eyes: "I kindly want to save you, but you made me tickle. Do you think I am my maid?"

The little dragon was extremely calm and analyzed the interests: "You are only the third level of a saint. Once you tear apart the seal, it will inevitably lead to the Heavenly Punishment of Thunder Dragon. Even if you are a dragon priest, you will cause big trouble. It's better to tickle me."

Butterfly elf calmed down and thought about countermeasures, but in the end he got nothing. He could only come to Xiaolong's back and scratch him.

Take a closer look.

The dragon scales on the back are broken.

Flashing lightning arcs, eroding life.

"The Heavenly Punishment of Thunder Dragon is such a powerful method!"

Butterfly Feather Yi felt distressed when she looked at it, and raised her hand to sprinkle the longevity of biomass.

"How come you left Senior Ao, went out alone, and were captured."

Xiaolong's eyes moved and sighed: "I had a quarrel with my master recently, so I sneaked out. I wanted to sail far away from Qianyuan World, but I encountered the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon, which broke my spine with one move and almost died."

Butterfly Feathered Eyes were surprised: "Why are you anxious to go to the distant Qianyuan?"

"I want to worship someone."

Xiaolong's face looked sad.

Dragon Realm.

Stay away from Qianyuan.

Until many years ago.

He received the news of Qin Li's death.

Being jealous of God, he transforms into Xiyang and calms the plague.

I wanted to return from my studies and assist my boss, but I didn’t expect that my life and death would be separated forever.

"Who? Is your wife?" Die Yuyi's heart moved.

"Where do I have a wife?"

Xiaolong smiled and explained:

"That person is my boss, and his glory is like the sun..."

When Xiaolong talks about his past stories, Butterfly Feather Yi is willing to listen and yearn for the outside world and the vastness of the heavens.

Qin Li peeked in secret.

So I didn't help myself and didn't want to disturb me.

The Emperor of Heaven took over his body: "I discovered the traces of the Baili Sword."

As he said that, he fired a rainbow sword energy, which was the sharp edge of Jianxia.

Qin Li raised his hand and the rainbow divided into seven swords, intertwined and killed, extending the mystery of immortality: "This is the Seven-cultivated Saint Sword of Baili Jian. It seems that his sword broke all the methods and reached perfection. I wonder where it is now?"

"have no idea!"

The Emperor of Heaven cannot calculate.

Qin Li savored the sword energy carefully.

"It is also the highest fantasy of kendo, which is of great benefit to me."

He is now in a bottleneck and is eager to merge the last two moves, burning the killer moves.

"Take it!"

The Emperor of Heaven raised his hand and threw it away.

Qin Li took a jade slip.

The jade slip is ancient and heavy, with fairy marks carved.

It is one of the Six Dao Immortal Books, "Yi Jian"!

According to legend, there are immortal arts, one sword and one world.

"Your favor is too strong, I can't afford to pay it back." Qin Li smiled.

The Emperor of Heaven was extremely generous: "Now our united front, if we succeed in defiance of the heavens, these are nothing."

"Thank you!"

Qin Li spread out the jade slip.

The ancient immortal text burst out like a sword.

One by one, it is intertwined with mysterious, complex and fierce.

The Emperor of Heaven explained: "The sword marks are mixed, as vast as a sea of ​​smoke."

"One sword breaks all kinds of things and is known for its complexity. It can be said that a thought-full sword can kill hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Even if I have tried my best to calculate, it took three thousand years, but I have obtained three-point true teachings. Even if you have super high qualifications, it will take a lot of time."

Qin Li was speechless.

Take a closer look at the immortal jade slip.

Although the sword marks in front of you are complicated.

But a world of swordsmanship was reflected in the fairy eyes.

"Yes, I have already appreciated the secret of three points." Qin Li closed the immortal simplicity.

The Emperor of Heaven jumped up in fear and said incrediblely: "Only three breaths, no matter how evil you are, you cannot realize it in a short time."
To be continued...