Canglong Juyue is a spiritual technique evolved from the "True" formula in the Nine Hun True Dragon Spiritual Techniques.
Its extremely powerful power cannot be resisted by ordinary spiritual practices.
It is just a blow, and here is Many spiritual beasts died violent deaths.
They were confused by the medicinal properties, and when the dragon's claws fell, they exploded one after another before they even had time to hit the ground.
"Oh my God!"
The casual cultivators watching the battle were shocked beyond measure.
It was hard to imagine what would happen if Ji Zilong's move fell on him.
I'm afraid he wasn't even qualified to turn into flesh.
After all, his spirit The physical bodies of beasts are inherently powerful, and these are the elite forces of each tribe.
"It's so abnormal.
Before the Tomb of the Spirit King was opened, everyone thought that Ji Zilong was just a demon king.
But now it seems that it is completely wrong."
Recalling that before entering the Tomb of the Spirit King, Ji Zilong Many casual cultivators lamented some of his deeds.
There are too many topics about Ji Zilong.
From the collapse of the Gentlemen's Alliance to now, Ji Zilong's name has often appeared in the mouths of strong men from various religions, and it has never stopped.
"The one-eyed master is really powerful.
I wonder if you have ever noticed that Ji Zilong's attack was clearly aimed at the center of the battlefield.
In the end, the one-eyed master forcibly led him to the side of the orcs.
The orcs suffered hundreds of losses.
Experts, but the outside forces have not suffered any losses," said a casual cultivator.
"I don't know the details, but I just saw Ji Zilong being taken away by a spiritual lamp.
I'm afraid he suffered a big loss from this one-eyed master."
People kept talking about it.
As soon as the Lingmu Mansion of Yujian Sect appeared, they used Ji Zilong's attack to kill people with swords, and seemed to scare Ji Zilong away.
This is really scary.
How many people in the entire Lingwang Tomb have such ability?
In the sky, the masters of various religions quickly adjusted, and on the side of the orcs, because of Ji Zilong's killing move, they also sobered up a lot, and they began to force the power of the medicine out of the body as quickly as possible.
In a corner of Sanxiu City, Ji Zilong looked very sad.
"Damn, is that one-eyed guy so evil?"
Seeing Ji Zilong's appearance, the Holy Fire Spirit was ablaze.
"I'm sorry, it was my mistake."
Jun Tong blamed himself.
He never thought that the Lingmu Mansion of the Sword Control Sect would be so unafraid of danger and would choose to appear at this critical moment.
After all, the Lingmu Mansion did not fight directly with the opponent.
His ability was completely beyond Jun Tong’s expectations.
In this confrontation, Jun Tong was the loser.
"Ahem" Ji Zilong coughed lightly, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth again.
He said: "I don't blame Senior Brother Juntong.
I can only say that this guy is too tormenting and made me sad."
"Don't worry, Zilong, I will definitely not do it next time."
I will let him hurt you again."
Jun Tong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, which made Zilong almost lose his life.
He was extremely upset and blamed himself.
"Then what will happen next?"
the Holy Fire Spirit Lamp asked.
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Although Jun Tong failed once, it still believed in Jun Tong's ability.
Jun Tong's expression gradually calmed down, and in a pair of eyes with only the whites of his eyes, two small spirit patterns began to float.
After a moment, the spirit patterns disappeared, and Jun Tong woke up.
He said: "According to my deduction, the third battle is In this Sanxiu City, judging from the time, it will start in less than half an hour. " Jun Tong said with extreme confidence.
"Okay, Zilong, you can recuperate your injuries here first.
I will protect you.
If they attack, I will stop them for you."
After saying this, the Holy Fire Lantern shot towards the sky.
However, just as he made a move, he suddenly saw a huge bowl-shaped spiritual weapon with a gap suddenly falling from the sky and hooding his head fiercely towards him.
The Holy Fire Lamp was shocked.
He didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.
He immediately shouted loudly and was about to erupt flames and destroy the sea bowl.
"Hey, wait a minute."
At this time, a soft call suddenly came from the ear of the Holy Fire Lingdeng, and he heard the voice said: "I forgot to add salt, Ji Zilong, are you not good at cooking?
Help me make a bowl of noodles.
Well, I’m hungry.”
This voice was so familiar that even the Holy Fire Lingdeng was suddenly startled.
When he looked back, he found that it was a little beggar whose clothes were even more ragged than Ji Zilong's.
"Senior Shengdeng, don't worry, this is a bowl of clear water."
At this time, Jun Tong had already used his eye skills to see what was in the bowl.
He couldn't help but couldn't help crying or laughing.
It turned out that this little beggar didn't want to attack the Holy Fire Spirit.
Instead, he wanted the Holy Fire Lamp to help him cook noodles.
"It's you."
Ji Zilong was also surprised when he saw this unkempt little beggar.
"If you don't want to treat me, I'll leave."
The little beggar smiled evilly.
"Haha."
Ji Zilong laughed heartily.
This little beggar was already an old acquaintance with him, and he had helped him several times in the past.
Although the meeting environment was not very good at the moment, Ji Zilong was still very happy.
"Both you and the old beggar have helped me.
Let alone one bowl of noodles, I will give you a hundred bowls of noodles if you want."
Ji Zilong was extremely generous, and immediately beckoned: "Jian Huo, come here quickly.
I'll make it for him."
Eat noodles.”
After finishing speaking, Ji Zilong thought that it seemed inappropriate to always call others a beggar, so he said again: "Then what is your name?"
"Forgot."
The little beggar smiled generously.
While he was talking, the Holy Fire Lamp had no choice but to cook noodles for him.
Considering that Ji Zilong was injured and there would be a tough battle later, Jun Tong learned how to use it and relied on what he had stolen from Ji Zilong.
Ji Zilong began to cook noodles for the little beggar.
The little beggar didn't care about all this.
Instead, he squatted next to Ji Zilong with a smile.
However, Ji Zilong seemed a little depressed about the little beggar forgetting his name.
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There are still people in this world who can't remember their own name.
"Ha ha ha ha" Just when I was depressed, a vague voice came to my ears, saying: "Xiao Bangchui, this son is unknown, born with martial arts.
He originally came from a rich family, but he became a beggar because he was framed, so he is called a martial beggar." ” "Wu Qier" Ji Zilong suddenly understood, but in the next moment, his expression became more exciting and he said: "Old guy, where are you?
Come over and protect me.
I'm going to be beaten to death.
Just don't care."
Unexpectedly, the old man with rosacea was nearby.
Ji Zilong was immediately pleasantly surprised.
He was worried that he had no helpers, but now it's better.
This old ghost is here.
As long as he takes action, the Tomb of the Spirit King will be his world.
"Hahahaha, you're overthinking this.
I won't get involved in any fights when I'm tasting wine.
You can do it yourself."
After saying this, the mortal immortal cut off contact with Ji Zilong.
"Old Bangcai."
Ji Zilong bared his teeth angrily, but after thinking about it, he didn't care anymore.
After all, this little beggar had already come over, and he must be here to help him.
"What did the dog-nosed old man say to you?"
Wu Qier asked
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