Chapter 101 Lost Memory

"Brother Jiulong, you finally woke up. The situation just now is so dangerous. If it hadn't been for the six angels of the Sunday City, we would have been killed by the magic pupil at this time!"

Mesomea saw Jiulong wake up and cried with joy. Her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her cheeks were slightly blushed, which was very beautiful.

"Mesomea, I'm worried you. I know everything just now, but I can't be separated. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if I will abandon my previous achievements, I will really be poisoned to death. What kind of metal is it? There is such a sharp attack."

"Your excellency, are you awake?"

Qingfeng woke up and suddenly put a smile on his face. At this moment, the war is imminent. If you are not careful, the whole army will be destroyed. Jiulong can wake up in time, which is also an urgent matter of urgency!

"Hmm!"

Kowloon nodded gently, looked at the six angels, sincerely arched his hand at them, and saw that they were all unrestrained and beautiful. Their skin was like soft jade. The woman's figure was graceful, colorful skirts were elegant, elegant and extremely beautiful! The man's jade tree is windy, romantic and extremely eye-catching.

"Lord Jiulong, you finally woke up. Our six angels of Sunday City came quickly. Fortunately, we didn't miss the opportunity and blocked it for you for a while, which is also a return of your kindness!"

"The Elf Queen has been good for more than 2,000 years. She still remembers the kindness. She is really a kind race!"

"Don't worry, my lord, Lin is very good. She is the hope of our Sunday City. She is the only one who can achieve the four-winged angel. We are all looking forward to her growth and thank you very much for your kindness!"

"The six adults are too modest, and I, Jiulong, deserve it!"

"Lin's eyes are really right, Lord Jiulong. Let's fight together. There are only no seats in the purgatory plane, so there are only five places. It's also a reward for you to get two places to get out of the purgatory plane!"

"Thank you!"

Kowloon smiled and turned his eyes to the battlefield. As far as he could see, Shaw Pollard looked at Jiulong in shock, as if he had seen a ghost. The poison of Xuanming iron is deadly and cannot be eradicated. Even if the god-level strong man is poisoned, it will take a lot of effort to reshape the divine body to resurrect, not to mention Jiulong.

In fact, he knew that Jiulong's body was not an ordinary body, but was forged by the divine power of Qingyan God, and naturally it would not be easily damaged. Moreover, he cultivated true qi, and the degree of condensation was a hundred times higher than that of fighting qi. Although it could not deal with the poison of Xuanming Iron, it could be suppressed and then wrapped in Shenlong Jindan.

brush——

The golden light on Kowloon's forehead beats, and his eyes turned to Balai, the owner of the White Bone City. This image is really too familiar. Just like Barun, Bakr and others, they are all fire creatures on the magic plane.

"Hmm?"

Barais suddenly felt a lingering palpitation in his heart, and the flame of yellow orange in his eyes beat, emitting subtle strangeness. His strong spiritual power swept away and paid attention to Jiulong again. He saw that Jiulong's cultivation was extremely high, profound and unfathomable, especially those eyes were more like an abyss.

"Are you the owner of White Bone City?"

Kowloon's slightly angry voice sounded, which made the flames jump in Balay's eyes. He couldn't help but see that he actually had a sense of fear for Kowloon, especially the golden plate dragon on his forehead. The golden light flashed, as if there was a living thing beating, making his virtual world beat bursts.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!"

Barley laughed wildly, "Qin Yun..., Jiulong..., I, Balai don't want to fight with you. You fight. I'll take one of the five places, and the rest has nothing to do with me!"

"Hmm!"

Jiulong shouted coldly and didn't say anything, but his heart was full of thoughts. This Balai obviously hid his strength. Judging from the strength shown now, he lost to anyone here. No one else knew it, but he knew that the demon spirit position had already been ready to move and plotted in the face of the fire spirit plane.

"I'll spare your life for the time being. When I drive away these annoying fleas, I'll come to you to settle accounts. Fire creatures are my best tonic!"

Jiulong turned his mind, turned his eyes to Shock Pollard, and then looked at the others. There were more than a dozen people standing here. One of them seemed to know Jiulong, but his memory was very vague, giving people a feeling of extreme distance, but it seemed to be very kind.

This is a bright magician. I saw his fairy-style bones, white robe, and a deep cultivation appearance, describing him as even more calm, with white hair, and a childlike crane hair, which is extremely refreshing.

"Kowloon, you have woken up and haven't seen you for many years. Have you known the little brother before!"

"This..."

Jiulong was stunned, but he didn't remember at all. He muttered and said, "It seems familiar, but it's strange. I can't remember it!"

"Hahaha!" The man smiled coldly and said coldly, "What a noble man is. Jiulong, where is the saint? Hand it over immediately. My Chrysler tribe has no grievances with you. Why do you hide our saint?"

"What saint, why don't I know?"

Jiulong didn't understand any more, but looking at the old man's appearance, he didn't seem to be unreasonable. He tried his best to think about it, but he still didn't understand why the old man asked him for a saint.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

When Shock Pollard heard this, he immediately laughed, and then said coldly, "It's really funny. I, Shock Pollard, think I'm a bastard, but I still admit it after a woman. At worst, I have to marry home and have a child. Do I need to be twisted like this?"

As soon as Mesomea heard this, she frowned slightly. These words made her feel uncomfortable, but when she saw Jiulong's confused look, she was also puzzled. Naturally, she could not understand the personality and temperament of Jiulong. Moreover, for more than 2,000 years, they have helped each other, like glue, flying two nights, and there are no saint there.

"Ga! Ga! Ga! ......”

"Interesting, interesting, I even won't earn a place to get out of the purgatory plane! That's just right. I'll send a few more brothers out!"

"Lord of the White Bone City, I also want an old dragon. The dragons on the mainland exiled me. It's time to go back for revenge. I will definitely make them regret the decision of that year."

"Okay, who else wants a place!"

Brush!

Shark Pollard suddenly burst out, buzzed, and came directly to the vicinity of the Black Dragon King and Balai. He looked around the strong men and said coldly, "I, Shok Pollard, also want one. Whoever has the guts to fight for it!"

"Gaga, three, and two. There are many people coming from the fire spirit plane. Who wants to go out, the blue armored warrior, the white-robed old man, the ugly man in black, the big bald man, and the strong man on the purgatory plane, who wants to go out and see the real divine world!"

Barley shouted crazily, looking proudly, as if he had a chance to win, and did not care about the majesty of Kowloon.

Listening to Balai's voice, everyone present was ready to try, but when his eyes turned to Kowloon, the swollen blood cooled down again. Balai could despise Kowloon, the Black Dragon King, the owner of the Black Wind City, and Shock Pollard could also despise it, but they did not dare to despise it.

"I want three places, who will give me one!"

Seeing this, Jiulong's cold voice sounded, which seemed to be ten thousand years of Xuanbing, which made people shudder, and everyone present trembled.

The Black Dragon King and Shaw Pollard looked at each other and then at Balai. The two reached an agreement in an instant and looked coldly at Kowloon.

"The purgatory plane opens every 30,000 years, and every time it is bloody. It looks even worse this year. Kowloon, we are all strong. The last two places are reserved for you and Methomea. We will go directly to Xuanji City, get out of the purgatory plane, and we will calculate the new accounts and old accounts together!"

Shock Pollard sneered and said fiercely that his relationship with Kowloon has reached the point where you are dead.

"Hmm!"

Jiulong shouted coldly and said coldly, "Shake Pollard, I can reach an agreement with you. We will work together to kill the old dragon and the ghost bone, and everything else is easy to say!"

"Ga! Ga! Ga!"

Bale laughed and his joke voice slowly rippled in the space: "Lord Kowloon is thinking about me. It's really painstaking, but it's a pity that no one here is my opponent!"