Chapter 969

Lao Long doesn't even have to elaborate. Feng Ruo can guess a general idea, because he suddenly thought of the terrible pain he suffered when he practiced the first to third levels of the dragon fairy formula. The pain is unimaginable. Even with his current strength, it is a headache when he thinks about it, and now Lao Long's so-called Risk and pain mostly refer to similar ways of practice.

Seeing that Feng Ruo's face changed several times, Lao Long was very proud. He subconsciously wanted to touch his unknown beard with his right hand, but unfortunately, he only touched his bare chin! No matter how you look at it, it looks like gloating!

"Hey! Old man, didn't you suffer a loss before, so you deliberately came up with a way to revenge on me, right? Feng Ruo asked uncertainly.

"Cough! How come? What an old man I am, you boy, don't spit blood!" Lao Long hurriedly said righteously, and then he couldn't help laughing and said, "In fact, it's very simple. You just need to soak in the spring for a hundred years at a glance, and then you can freely enter and exit the cloudy cave. This kind of good thing can't be encountered by anyone. I also see that you have the inheritance of Take extra care of it, otherwise, with the face of your previous profiteer, I will definitely make you unable to eat it!"

"Well, is that so?" Feng Ruo muttered and did not care about the chattering old dragon. He still recognized this statement, because the golden dragon scale inheritance he had obtained before was likely to come from another dragon god. In this way, even if the old dragon looked at face, he could not go too much!

"Good! A hundred years is a hundred years. But old man, there is one thing I have to make clear. Can I wait for three months for the matter of soaking in spring water? I need to let a puppet out and return to the purple fairyland!" As Feng Ruo said, he took out the fake Jingshan Mountain.

Lao Long seemed to have known about this for a long time. He looked up and down at the fake Jingshan for a while and sighed, "Ok! You boy, this method is extremely vicious. You used this one. The whole Ziyao fairyland has to regard you as a demon! But I like it very much. Are you going to attach a wisp of mind to it? I have to explain that this wisp of God has read out the clouds, so don't want to come back. You have to be prepared for self-destruction!"

"That's nature. It's just a wisp of divine thought. I can have as much as I want!" Feng Ruo didn't care and said that the matter was with others. However, it belongs to killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 yuan. After all, the divine mind is part of the soul. If it is destroyed, it is almost no less than a serious injury, especially to control this puppet of the nine-level demon fairy. It can't be found by many masters such as Qingling, so it must be manipulated by a lot of divine thoughts. Although Lao Long knows that this is a fun thing, he does not dare to join in the fun.

"Hey hey, I seem to be worried too much. Naturally, your evil existence is not a problem. Well, the time for this fake puppet to exist is limited. The sooner the matter, the better. I'm here. I'll send you nine more Shenxiao thunderbolts. Cough, the power is not bad. If the Qingling or Ziyao Tianjun dares to chase you, you can just throw out all these nine Shenxiao thunderbolts!" Lao Long smiled badly, and then carefully took out a small golden box and handed it to Feng Ruo.

"Shenxiao Tianlei?"

Feng Ruo was stunned. It seems that he had really heard of this name before, but the divine night thunder seems to be not very powerful, but now looking at Lao Long's careful appearance, this thing is obviously the same! But this kind of good thing must not be rejected.

Take the golden box and open it casually. Lao Long trembled all over and quickly shouted, "Be gentle! Don't be too reckless. This thunderstorm is extremely unstable. As long as there is a little shock, it will explode! The power is not small! Well, I didn't take this thing with me because I was afraid of the instability of these nine night thunderbolts. Otherwise, how could Haotian's demon be rampant?

Hearing Lao Long say this, Feng Ruo was also sweating coldly on his back. How could these nine gods be so horrible? He couldn't help but lighten his movements, and then looked at the golden box, there were nine small purple boxes, each of which was sealed.

Looking at Lao Long's nervous appearance, Feng Ruo didn't look like a lie. After thinking about it, he couldn't help crept to open one of the small purple boxes, and then saw a purple-gold bead about the size of a longan in it. He thought that this was the so-called night thunder!

Just a glance, Feng Ruo quickly covered the box. Although the divine night thunder looked nothing special, he really didn't dare to joke about his life.

"Old man, let's send my puppet away!" With that, Feng Ruo put the box containing nine divine night thunder into the storage ring of the fake Jingshan, and then sent out a wisp of divine thoughts, and the fake Jingshan suddenly came back to life!

Then he directly bit his fingertips, dripped three drops of blood, and let the fake Jingshan put it away, because it could be taken back to Qingling.

When Lao Long saw this scene, he didn't say more. He immediately pinched the fairy formula and said words in his mouth. In a blink of an eye, a five-color spiritual light condensed from the void. When the spiritual light was formed, Lao Long pinched the spiritual light on the forehead of the fake Jingshan. Then, he waved his He roared and rushed forward in a blink of an eye.

"Go in!" Lao Long shouted loudly and looked solemn!

If Feng Ruo didn't dare to neglect, he immediately manipulated the fake Jingshan's body and rushed into the black tornado, but at this moment, he took out three purple gold small boxes from the golden box at a very fast speed, integrated into a drop of purple water, and quietly stayed in place.

Then, he stepped into the black tornado and only felt a huge force pulling over. In an instant, he had reached the periphery of the Dragon Domain!

Of course, at the same time, he can still connect with the ontology, and even talk to Lao Long normally.

Lao Long did not leave at this moment. He actually sat down in front of Feng Ruo with a solemn face. Obviously, he was not worried about Feng Ruo's means and had to monitor it.

But Feng Ruo was not afraid of him. The god unconsciously put away the drops of purple water spirits hiding the three divine night thunders, and also sat cross-legged against the old dragon. At the same time, he used his other wisp of divine thoughts to gather what he saw and heard of the fake Jingshan into an impact in front of him. In Move! ( To be continued) RQ