Chapter 172 Neidan

"Wo!"

With roaring, the blue-scaly dragon came with the momentum of 20,000 Jun. Everyone sighed that in this Kunlun fairyland, there were really many rare beasts. This green-squalled dragon is usually difficult to see in Kyushu, and it seems to be extinct. It is rumored that although the green scale dragon is not a dragon species, it is also full of treasure, especially the unicorn on the head, which is the superior material of the refinery, and there are dragon scales, dragon tendons. What's more, there are nine internal elixirs in the dragon's body. Once all nine internal elixirs are condensed and formed, they can turn into nine heavenly dragons.

This inner elixir is not as good as the one-horn, but it is also a good material for refining medicine.

"Wo!"

The blue-sored dragon swooped down, and the people on the top of the mountain suddenly boiled. Many people have played magic weapons and bombarded the blue-sored dragon.

The green scale dragon is a treasure, which is very powerful for the practitioner.

"Boom!"

Dozens of flying swords flew out and cut towards the blue-squalled dragon.

"Jingle!"

Mars is everywhere, and it is difficult to see a strange beast like the blue-squalled dragon with ordinary-level magic swords. Two fierce lights shot out of the blue scale dragon's pupils. The strange beast had not fully opened its intelligence and was still in an ignorant state. It only knew how to defend its dignity. When it saw someone attacking it, it immediately roared and rushed to kill it.

"Boom!"

The huge tail of the dragon swept out more than a dozen practitioners, and most of the top of the mountain collapsed.

"Wo!"

A unicorn on the forehead of the blue-scale dragon flashed with cyan electric light. With a "clink", a thick electric light of a bucket fell from the sky, and several practitioners were bombarded into flying ash.

Strange beasts such as blue-squalled dragons have talent spells since birth.

At this moment, the saint of Tianchi rose up in the air, waved her jade finger gently, and seven flying swords wrapped around her body, and then turned into seven long rainbows to kill the green-scaly dragon.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Seven flying swords actually broke through the defense of the blue-scaly dragon, leaving a few deep blood mouths on the body.

The sword spirit soared, and the chief sword of the Zixiao faction also took action. A bloody long sword pierced the sky and stood behind the blue-scale dragon. The sword spirit swept to the one-horn on the forehead of the green-scale dragon.

At this time, several figures flew up and killed the blue-squalled dragon. The practitioners immediately increased their confidence, and the chief figures of several major factions participated in the war, which immediately turned the whole situation around.

A young man in black rose into the air and stepped on the void. He had the cultivation of the Yuanying period. The void hit a palm and took the one-horn on Qinglin's forehead.

This is Yang Ze, the chief figure of the Star Night Organization, who is fierce and decisive and has a great reputation in Kyushu.

The chief figures of other major factions are also shot. Their target is undoubtedly the one-horn on the forehead of the blue-scale dragon.

The whole mountain almost collapsed, and Zhuge Fuliang and Qingyangzi retreated to one side. However, looking at the twinkling in Qingyangzi's eyes, Zhuge Fuliang estimated that the old boy was going to be bad again.

"Puff!"

Blood flowers splashed everywhere, and with a sad roar, the saint of Tianchi hit two moon rings and cut off the tail of the blue scale dragon.

The blood rain fell one after another, and the two moon rings were obviously not weak magic weapons, which completely broke the defense of the green scale dragon.

Several practitioners suddenly swarmed up for the dragon tail that had been cut down.

The chiefs of several factions don't look at that kind of mortal thing at all. Their target is only the one-horn of the blue-scale dragon.

"Puff!"

The saint of Tianchi rises up in the air like a fairy in the moon palace, but he does not fly too high, because there is a terrible power of destruction in the sky of Kunlun fairyland. Even characters like the saint of Tianchi dare not easily provoke this kind of power.

The saint of Tianchi's hand pinched the seal, the moon ring was chopped vertically and horizontally, and the forced blue scale dragon dodged awkwardly.

Jian Piaohong cut out several swordsmanships and forced the one-horn of the green-squalled dragon, trying to forcibly cut it down.

Murong Fei also made a strong move. Their targets are the one-horns of the blue-squalled dragon.

"Humph!"

With a cold hum, Yang Ze, the chief figure of the Starry Night Organization, flicked his fingers, and the void seemed to be buzzing, and a sharpness went straight to the green scale dragon.

"Wo!"

The blue-scarous dragon was scarred. It wanted to escape, and several practitioners wanted to escape in the direction of the abyss.

The sound of Buddha curled, and a floating light fell from the sky, covering the green scale dragon.

Not far away, the chief figure of Daluo Temple stood aside indifferently. He had not taken action against the blue-scale dragon before. It seemed that anything that happened around him had nothing to do with him. He had a kind smile on his face and a sad and compassionate connotation.

At this moment, he saw that the blue-scale dragon was about to escape, and he just lowered a floating light to restrain the blue-scale dragon.

"Puff!"

The moon ring flew by, and the head of the green scale dragon was actually cut down.

Suddenly, the sword was red, Murong Fei, Yang Ze and other chiefs rushed to the head of the green-striked dragon.

"Brush!"

At this time, the saint of Tianchi rose in the air and held up a curtain of light, and it was difficult for everyone to get close to the head of the blue scale dragon. The saint of Tianchi waved her hand, and the head of the blue scale dragon had flown to her side and was taken away by the saint of Tianchi.

Several other chief figures sighed and showed helplessness.

"This heavenly pool saint really has some tricks..." In the crowd, many practitioners whispered.

"Boom!"

At this time, the body of the blue-scarpmented dragon burst out, and four streamers flew out. Among the four streamers were wrapped with an inner elixir of the green-scarpmented dragon. The blue-squalled dragon has grown slightly, and only four internal elixirs have been condensed in the body. If it can successfully condense into nine internal elixirs, it can turn into dragons and fly into the sky.

Zhuge's eyes lit up. When he saw one of the internal elixir flying towards him, he immediately waved his big hand, covered his invisible palm, and received the internal elixir in his palm.

However, Qingyangzi beside him did not know when he disappeared. When he appeared again, he also held an inner elixir in his hand.

When the practitioners saw that the inner elixir was taken away, they felt a burst of regret. They cast their eyes on the body of the blue-squalled dragon again. The blue-squalled dragon was full of treasures, and the dragon tendons and dragon bones were all good materials.

The chief figures of several major factions looked at it and did not show any unhappiness. They have a high vision and naturally will not look at these ordinary goods in their eyes. Besides, if you compete with these ordinary practitioners, it will inevitably affect their identity.

Zhuge Bu Liang smiled and was about to put away Jiaolong Neidan.

"Hail, take out the inner tan."

At this moment, a young man came over. Behind the young man, he followed several practitioners with bad eyes, staring at the inner elixir in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

"It's this person." Zhuge Buting was stunned. This person was Xiang Wen, the young master of the Xiang family he met in Tianming City more than half a year ago.

The best among the young generation in Tongzhou.

"What do you mean?" Zhuge Bulousang looked at several people.

"I would like to bid for this inner elixir in your hand." Xiang Wen said coldly that seeing that Zhuge is not bright is just a loose practice, and the contempt in his eyes is even more strong.

"Bid to buy?" Zhuge Buteng touched his nose with a smile. Of course, he knew what Xiang Wen was paying attention to, but he still said, "I don't know how many spiritual stones you can produce?"

"Two hundred and five..... Zhongpin Lingshi!" Xiang Wen said without thinking.

At this moment, the practitioners around are paying attention to the situation here. Hearing that Xiang Wen was going to buy 250 Zhongpin Lingshi to buy Jiaolong Neidan, many people were indignant. Two hundred and fifty medium-grade spiritual stones, which is no different from Ming rob.

"My young master bought the inner elixir in your hand with 250 Zhongpin Lingshi in the distance. Take it out!" A young man next to Xiang Wen curled his mouth and shouted like a urine basin.

Zhuge Buteng curled his lips helplessly, 250 medium-grade spiritual stones, which is really shameful...

"Two hundred and five... It's quite in line with your personality. Zhuge Buliang grinned.

Xiang Wen took out a pile of Zhongpin Lingshi from the Qiankun bag and threw it in front of Zhuge Fuliang and said, "Take out the inner elixir."

Zhuge Buleang smiled and said, "I'm not going to sell this Neidan. Take a few coppers on you out of my sight."

"Presumptuous, dare to talk to our young master like this."

"I don't know whether to live or die. It's a scattered practice, and I dare to despise our Xiang family."

"Gry over the inner elixir, or I will throw you into the abyss!" Several practitioners who followed Xiang Wen immediately shouted.

"A bunch of shameless things are really the big in the world. There are such people everywhere." Zhuge laughed speechlessly and didn't bother to pay attention to these people.

"Looking for death!"

A monk rushed up and grabbed Zhuge's shoulder.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Fuliang waved his fingers gently, and the monk snorted, and his whole body flew backwards out.

"You..." Some practitioners who followed Xiang Wen showed surprise.

And Xiang Wen's eyelids also beat fiercely, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm upset today. Don't mess with me. Get out of here." Zhuge said without looking back.