Chapter 457 Reckless?

The huge head of the red dragon, Xu's hair fluttered with Su Ming's long hair, the red body, and the ferocious eyes, in the roar, made Su Ming die in an instant because of him, the earth crowd, these people from all directions.

A strong pressure emanated from the red dragon. The red dragon roared and roared at this moment, and the sense of oppression formed by its huge body made everyone's breath solidify.

Wanqiu of the Haiqiu Department, she was stunned there. She knew very well that she did not summon this strong red dragon to appear at all, but this red dragon flew out by itself!

Looking at the red dragon roaring at this moment, watching it obediently floating at Mosu's feet, looking at Mosu's mask, his eyes were calm. At this moment, Wanqiu's inner hesitation and speculation immediately became clear!

Tianlan Meng looked at Su Ming at this moment and looked at him standing on the red dragon that made her scheming. Her mind was blank. After that, Lan's ancestor opened his eyes wide and showed disbelief.

At Tiemu's place, the same thing was true. He took a breath, looked at Su Ming, looked at the red dragon under Su Ming, and also saw the sad scroll of the elder of the Witch Temple just now, and his right arm smashed the horror. Even with his cultivation, he did not see how this scene happened.

The shock in his heart was like a huge wave. He suddenly felt that he could not see through Mo Su in front of him at all, especially when he thought of the battle between the two a month ago, he was a little lucky that he did not insist on killing the plane at the beginning.

Otherwise...

Tiemu looked at Su Ming's eyes, with a trace of fear and respect.

Nangonghen looked blank in the crowd on the earth, and things changed so fast that he didn't have time to react. Now looking at the red dragon and Su Ming on the red dragon, Nangonghen is a little confused. Is all this illusory or [true] real.

If it's [true], he can't believe it, if it's illusory, but the flesh-and-blood right arm of the elder of the Witch Temple, as well as the pale face and a frightened look, are so [true] real...

Especially at the moment when the red dragon appeared, the moment he came to Su Ming's feet in the roar of the red dragon, Nangonghen looked at Su Ming. The picture in front of him vaguely overlapped with some rumors in those years, and was faintly similar to a back he had seen.

His breathing became faster and faster, and his eyes were confused and excited.

In the crowd, on the far edge, in those eyes, there is such a look at this moment, revealing a strong hatred. What comes out of this look is a woman, a woman as cold as frost!

"It's really you... But now you are much weaker than at that time..." Nangong Shan clenched her fist and gritted her teeth, but she understood that even if the other party at this moment was weaker than before, it was definitely not something she could resist, especially when she didn't know what kind of magic power she had just now The witch temple elder's right arm collapsed. The only thing that can do this is the absolute witch's cultivation.

In the sky, Su Ming bowed his head, and the sound of vicissitudes echoed in his ear. This voice could not be heard by outsiders, and only he could detect it.

"There are two more opportunities, and you will give me a spiritual scatter... If you kill someone, then you have to pay one..." Su Ming looked calm and looked at the red dragon under his feet, which he was familiar with. In the memory of Hong Luo, the dragon was created by him with earth gas. , gave life. Later, because Hongluo wanted to leave this world and could not take it away, he gave it to Wanqiu...

Su Ming was not too surprised by its appearance. In fact, when he fought with the elder of the Witch Temple, he had already felt the roar of the red dragon in Haiqiu.

It is the creation of Hongluo. Hongluo is sealed in Su Ming [body], and although it is dead, it is equivalent to passing it to pass it on to Su Ming. Therefore, in this red dragon feeling, although Su Ming is not its owner Hongluo, it is almost not much different from its master.

When it sensed Su Ming's crisis, it broke through the mark, and its true body was revealed in the world.

Looking back from the red dragon, Su Ming looked at the elder of the Witch Temple, who was pale and looked shocked and scared.

The thrilling blow between the two just now, Su Ming summoned the fifth level of the wizard old man, who could fight with the wizard, just with just one finger to force the elders of the wizard temple back, and his right arm smashed flesh and blood!

The appearance of that finger caused distortion around him, so except for Su Ming and the elders of the Witch Temple, others could not see it in detail at all. After they saw Su Ming's muttering, the elder of the Witch Temple who grabbed him screamed miserably, and his right arm burst into a scroll of fear.

Because of the unknown, because of the mystery, because of the roar of the red dragon, the engraving of Su Ming gives people the feeling that the abyss is generally not transparent, so in the eyes of almost all people, today's Su Ming is full of deterrence.

"Now, I'm better than you." Su Ming raised his head, looked at the pale elder of the Witch Temple, and opened his mouth calmly.

The old man's expression changed, and his heart was still trembling at this moment. At that moment, he felt a strong death crisis. Fortunately, the finger was on his palm. If it was on his eyebrows, he believed that he must be out of breath at this moment, and even his soul could not escape.

Because of that finger, it's really... too horrible!!

"Do you still want to rob Mo's red stone?" Su Ming said slowly.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency!" The elder of the Witch Temple changed his face. Looking at Su Ming, he took a deep breath, suppressed the fear and vibration in his heart, ignored the blurred right arm, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Mosu." Su Ming's expression did not change at all. At this moment, the silence of the others around him, as well as the eyes condensed on him, let him see the various scenes of people as things developed.

"Today's thing is that I am reckless, this matter..." The elder of the witch temple said with difficulty. Such words were very astringent, because in his mouth, he couldn't remember the last time he said something similar.

"Reckless?" The cold light flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and his right foot gently stepped on the red dragon under him, and a divine thought came out. This was the first time he had manipulated the red dragon. It was a little strange, but in his memory, Hongluo spread the divine thought and let the red dragon execute it.

"The word recklessness can brazenly grab the stone of Mo?" At the moment when Su Ming's mind came out, the huge red dragon roared more strongly. Its tail suddenly rolled up and went straight here, sweeping directly from the yin spirit man, Su Ming's split, and the poisonous corpse of the puppet.

Its strength is very clever. After sweeping, it just makes the seal outside their bodies collapse in violent trembling, and there are no affected scars.

"The word recklessness can determine Mo's life and death based on his cultivation?" The roar echoed in Su Ming's two words, as if they were fused together. For example, Su Ming's voice became thunder. During the roar, the Yinling man resumed his action, strode, and came to Su Ming's side. Looking at Su Ming's eyes, there was also a shock.

What shocked him was not the old guy of his clan, but the red dragon under Su Ming. This red dragon gave him the feeling that it was very powerful, and that degree of power even exceeded his current state.

Su Ming's split moved in an instant, standing behind Su Ming, and the poisonous corpse also flashed and appeared beside Su Ming.

"Since it's reckless, then Mo is also reckless today." Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed to the elder of the Witch Temple. Under this finger, the red dragon rushed out of the roar, took Su Ming and went straight to the old man at a very fast speed.

The old man's face changed in an instant, and he wanted to explain something, but at this moment, he didn't have time to open his mouth. He galloped back, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't beat the red dragon. In an instant, the elder of the witch temple was hit by a strong blow and lifted his

But at this moment, a seemingly faint sigh suddenly echoed from heaven and earth. At the same time, in front of the Red Dragon, in front of the elder of the Witch Temple, a dazzling light suddenly appeared within ten feet between one person and one dragon, and a figure came out of the light.

This figure could not see his appearance and age. After he appeared, he raised his right hand. Suddenly, the dazzling strong light outside his body was like an upside-down, and all of them were condensed by the man's right hand, making his right hand like holding a sun, making the world in the dawn like day.

The right hand of this figure seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, pressing the red dragon.

The red dragon roared, and the red light flashed all over his body. Suddenly, he touched the right hand of the figure. The loud roar echoed in all directions. When it shook the world, Su Ming's body shook, and the red dragon under his feet was stopped in place.

But the figure obviously used all his strength under the blow just now. At this moment, although the red dragon stopped, his body stepped back several steps in a row, and the light outside his body dissipated and turned into a white-faced middle-aged man. The most obvious feature of this man is that his eyes are as slender as a phoenix

"Brother Mo, can you take action for the time being? Let's say something." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and his voice was low.

After he appeared, the elder of the Witch Temple was relieved. He looked very respectful and bowed to this person.

"See the owner of the palace."

"Brother Mo's name, although I only learned about it today, the shape of Brother Mo has been admired by Mr. Bai for a long time... Challenge the strong man of my witch clan, Feng Zongze Haiqiu, so that no one of the witch clan knows... It's a pity that Brother Mo will no longer appear in the future... It The middle-aged man looked at Su Ming and held his fist with a smile.