New White Snake Asking Immortals

The underground palace is filled with poisonous fog.

In the depths of the hazy poisonous fog, there is a shimmering radiance of colorful clouds.

The fusion of the two things is very different. Bai Yujun feels like the aurora that only exists in extremely cold places. It is dreamy and gorgeous. There is a three-story high **** stone on the high platform. Penetrates, producing grey blemishes.

On the sacred stone, a half-human, half-scorpion monster clings to the breath.

A certain white dragon has an incomprehensible love for shiny and beautiful things.

It is very risky to operate a monster lair for many years.

Bai Yujun approached cautiously and slowly, hiding in the shadows. The closer he got, the slower he moved. From the first day and night, he moved ten feet and only moved one inch in the last three days.

Assassin, be patient.

At present, the patience and perseverance deeply embedded in the genes have been brought into full play.

All creatures have their own strengths, and the poisonous snake talent is suitable for being an assassin. Back then, Bai Moulong was also a well-known killer, but now it's just another big target.

More than a month has passed, and in the poisonous fog, I can clearly see the details of the old monster's body.

Perhaps in order to easily absorb the spirituality of the gods, the old monster's carapace was slightly opened, and the flesh inside was mysteriously lustrous. With the help of the inexplicable gods to transform the flesh and blood, Bai Yujun had a headache...

Hopefully the flesh isn't too tough.

The carapace and the appearance of the skin remain the same as the scorpion dragon, which is understandable.

If the Dragon King or Xiao knew that it had this treasure, he would have nothing to do with it.

The divine stone was full of brilliance, and the half-human, half-scorpion monster lay on it and did not move. It took a long time to see the flesh and blood in the cracks of the carapace showing luster. Its appearance was very strange, and it had an alternative style that mortals could not accept.

The upper body is too ugly.

The surface of the skin is like a scorpion shell, the back is black and blue, and the shoulders are big and the waist is round.

The brain is small...

It is unimaginable that the muscular man has a small head, and looks uncomfortable. The forearm is especially thick and the palm is huge. The hair on the back of the hand is standing, full of strength.

The second half is indescribable, with eight scorpion legs and a long tail of stingers that are black and shiny.

If there is any difference from ordinary scorpions, perhaps the two sharp horns on the top of the head are barely called dragon horns, which are also the characteristics of scorpion dragons. The decorative effect is greater than the actual meaning. Reach higher, unless there is a chance encounter.

It can be said that success is also the blood of the dragon and the blood of the dragon is also the blood of the dragon.

At this time, Bai Yujun was less than five feet away from the old scorpion dragon...

Poisonous fog, Caixia, Shenshi, old monsters, and the almost static dragon girl behind the Shenshi...

Staying at home with an assassin who wants to kill you behind you, life is always full of excitement, and it's scary to think about.

Bai Yujun waited patiently for the opportunity.

It is not an exaggeration to say important things three times. Be patient, you must be patient.

It is obvious that something can be stabbed to death.

After waiting for a long time, the opportunity finally came.

The Dragon King of Shenlong Palace sent someone to deliver the message, and the female scorpion demon went out of the underground palace to receive the message and came to the depths of the poisonous fog.

Kneeling down on his knees, his forehead touches the ground respectfully.

"Ancestors, the hall master sent a message, which is related to the disappearance of His Royal Highness."

After a moment of silence.

The old scorpion dragon, who was lying still on the divine stone, raised his head, and the thick poisonous mist separated to both sides, revealing the haze of colorful clouds hidden inside. When the female scorpion dragon saw the divine stone, her eyes flashed with infinite longing, trying to absorb the overflowing energy. , stepped forward and held the letter high above his head.

Behind him, the rest of the scorpion dragon geniuses with rich bloodline looked full of envy.

The letter floated from his hand and floated towards the old scorpion dragon, a very common scene, when the letter floated halfway...

Mutation prominence!

No turbulent airflow and no sound whatsoever.

A figure with a dragon tail appeared silently, and the sharp blade covered with dust pointed straight to the side of the old scorpion dragon!

The female scorpion dragon almost watched helplessly as the ancestor was assassinated...

The speed is fast and violent, the tip of the knife stabs along the gap of the carapace, and the old scorpion dragon has a conditioned reflex like a scorpion attacked in nature, and uses the poisonous needle to fight back at the first time!

The tip of the knife didn't penetrate too deep, and the toughness of the flesh and blood mutated by the divine stone was too strong.

Sudden.

A gray-haired monkey appeared out of thin air above its head, baring its teeth and holding up an iron rod, it slammed violently!

The appearance is too strange. The old scorpion dragon can accept a sneak attack by an assassin, but it cannot accept the sudden appearance of no warning. The female scorpion dragon who still raises his hands is stunned...

The speed of the three is extremely fast, and the sound has no time to spread, like a silent movie.

too fast.

The female scorpion dragon saw the two big hands of the ancestor facing the iron rod.

The big hairy hand grabbed the iron rod abruptly, but it seemed that the ancestor was not feeling well. The rod in the hand of the three-foot-tall, lonely-faced and ugly monkey had a faintly pure dragon power, and it had a strong restraint on monsters, even outsiders could feel it. To that kind of Longwei oppression.

The poisonous needle is the sure-kill trick of the poisonous scorpion, and the speed is extremely fast. The White Shadow Assassin was stabbed by the poisonous needle before he drew his knife, and his breath was chaotic and could not stand!

The picture flashed, and the female scorpion dragon saw another white shadow appearing behind the ancestor...

Bai Yujun, who had been gaining momentum for a long time, burst out with all his strength and showed the fastest speed.

The old scorpion dragon with a long lifespan and rich experience is not chaotic in the face of danger. Mysterious lines appear on the carapace on its back, which looks like a dragon scale. At the moment of crisis, it suddenly burst into luster, and it is a real dragon scale! I don't know what kind of secret technique is used to inlay it!

The monkey is fierce and vicious~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The God of War is worthy of being the God of War, but it is stupefied to contain most of its power.

He won a short opportunity for Bai Yujun.

The huge dragon scales on the back vibrated violently, the old scorpion dragon firmly held the golden hoop stick, slammed the poisonous thorn to force Bai Yujun back, and threw the demon monkey upside down.

The two sides confronted.

The old scorpion dragon proudly held its head high on the sacred stone.

"The little dragon cub dares to attack the old man, or it is good, swallowing your dragon blood can make the old man go a step further, hahaha!"

Not far away, Bai Yujun hovered leisurely with a sweet smile on her pretty face.

"Oh? Yes, it sounds scary, but it's a pity that your baby is going to belong to me."

"Ridiculous! This old man's dragon scales come from ancient dragons! The mere dragon cubs are beyond their own power! Wait for this old man..."

The female scorpion dragon standing in front of the **** stone saw the ancestor slammed, and his breath was disordered!

"You...cough...Dragon Empress Divine Soldier...!"

The violently trembling old scorpion dragon slowly crouched down, revealing a black dragon spear in the back of the heart, the sharp blade pierced the dragon scale, hit the key point, and the old monster's breath quickly fell.

A white shrugged.

"I thought it was too strong, but after a long time, it turns out that it can only be regarded as a fake immortal if you haven't broken through, and it will take you another five hundred years to become a real immortal. How about it, after the last five hundred years, it's all in vain, don't you feel very aggrieved? "

"You...cough..."

He opened his mouth and spat out pieces of viscera.

This scene was witnessed by the geniuses in the scorpion dragon clan, and the situation turned sharply in a short period of time.

The gray shadow flashed, and the golden hoop smashed the small head of the old scorpion dragon, and was deeply stuck in the **** body.

After death, it showed its original shape, and the huge mutant scorpion slowly slipped from the sacred stone...

"Squeak, it's not fun."