There is a Little Fairy Farmer in the Country

"Who am I? The mortal emperor called me: No!" Another voice sounded in Lin Baidong's ear.

Mortal emperor? no?

"Release me out, and join me in preaching to all realms." The voice continued to ring in Lin Chendong's ears.

"How do I let you out?" Lin Chendong looked at these iron chains full of inscriptions and bound this bronze coffin tightly. It is probably not so easy to break it.

"Use your blood to drip on the coffin." Wu Chen answered Lin Chendong.

Essence blood, as I said just now, it is the blood in my heart. Every drop of blood brings great harm to the instructor, and it takes a lot of time to recover.

In the face of this indestructible dragon, maybe only this weapon of self-invitation can hurt it, maybe it really does not want to spend in the endless emptiness and loneliness, it has almost given its name for more than 80,000 years Forgot the name of the original owner.

Therefore, Lin Chendong used his skills to force the blood in his heart hard. His blood was not red, but a silver light like a star, with a faint sparkle of light on it.

"Yes, I didn't expect a darling of an eternal star to appear on this planet." Wu's voice sounded again in Lin Chendong's ear.

What is the darling of the eternal stars, now Lin Chendong does not care about this, only knows these dozen drops of essence blood, that is, he has one third of essence blood in his heart.

One-third of the essence of blood made his face pale, Xiuwei dropped to half a realm, from the peak of the virtual state to the realm of the middle stage of the virtual state.

At this time, Lin Chendong controlled the flying sword in his hand and attacked it. At the same time, his body flew towards the bronze coffin above the magma. The whole journey was completed in less than a second, and the speed was very fast.

This king of the Dragon Realm of the Ten Thousand Realms, being cautious, locked in the middle-grade spirit weapon in Lin Chendong's hand, and saw it shoot at his wound, immediately opened a huge crocodile's mouth, and sprayed dragon breath to it.

Sure enough, as the omnipotent system said, its dragon breath was too terrible, and the spirit weapon was burned to ashes by the dragon breath, so that Lin Chendong could no longer feel the existence of his flying sword and disappeared.

"Tick and tick..." Lin Chendong floated on the bronze coffin, dripping these dozen drops of fine blood onto the bronze coffin.

"No, I can't undo its seal..." The Golden Saint Dragon King saw Lin Chendong dripping his blood on the bronze coffin, and he panicked.

Then open the huge dragon's mouth, a powerful dragon that can burn all the dragon's breath, sprayed towards Lin Chendong, as long as Lin Chendong died, no one here could control it, maybe it could be sealed.

It's a pity that everything is late, and the bronze coffin, like a sponge, instantly absorbs the sperm blood dripped by Lin Chendong.

Then the entire bronze coffin was shaking, the iron chain bound to the bronze coffin, the spells on it started to light up, the spells disappeared, and the last one broke off, and fell into the magma below.

"Rumble..." The whole cave trembled, and the fire magma rose slowly in an instant, rising to a height of more than ten meters, and the bubbles underneath kept tumbling.

"Click!" The bronze coffin cover more than five meters long cracked a seam, and the iron chain links around the bronze coffin broke off and fell into the fire magma.

"No, no, no... **** human, **** human." This two-kilometer-long golden dragon king looked at the bronze coffin and slowly opened it.

Then, Lin Chendong, who was hiding behind the Dragon King of the Wanjie Dragon Clan, saw the bronze coffin cover open, and a golden light shot through the top of the mountain, and shot from the top of Kunlun Mountain to the outside of Jiuxiao Cloud.

This golden light is not very big, just about three fingers wide. After a ray of golden light hits Jiuxiao Cloud, it slowly disappears, leaving only light golden particles in the air, slowly dissipating in the air.

Inside the air plane.

"What's the matter? Have you seen it?" Generally, the planes hovering outside Kunlun Mountain saw a golden light rising from the top of the mountain.

"You guys look down below." Long Chaojiu's father said to the few dead people around him.

"Yes, master." These dead men who had been controlled by Long Chaojiu's father said.

"Pilot, open the back gate and let them go down." Long Chaojiu said.

"Yes!"

Don’t underestimate these dead men. Although they don’t fly, they have reached the limit of their physical body, and it is difficult for bullets to penetrate them. It can be said that their genes have been mutated to the most powerful.

Five deceased men wearing specially-made defensive clothes, with fine equipment, just jumped from the altitude of thousands of kilometers to the top of the snow mountain in front, looking for the source of the golden light.

When the golden light dissipated, Lin Chendong finally saw this real "Nothing" painting. One was about one meter two or three meters long, and the sword was red as blood, with a tiny layer of starlight above it; like a sapphire. The hilt of the sword, full of ancient writings, seems to be recording something.

"Don't kill me, I can be your mount, human, let it not kill me, I can be your mount!" This dragon, who claimed to be my king, became afraid when he saw this weapon coming out.

But its body couldn't move, and it was locked tightly by nine iron chains. Every movement, at most, only caused the tinkling of the iron chain, that it couldn't break free of it.

"None, kill it." Lin Chendong looked at this black weapon, his eyes full of enthusiasm, he wanted to know whether this weapon followed his orders.

"No, no..." This golden dragon not only screamed in horror, but it also spewed out the most powerful dragon breath, and sprayed at this profound weapon.

It's a pity that this weapon is not an ordinary fairy weapon, but a weapon that scares the fairy emperor. How could the dragon breath breathe it.

"Web!" A **** neck pierced through with a sound.

Yes, penetrating its impenetrable dragon scale, like cutting tofu, does not waste its power.

What is left is a huge blood hole. Obviously, this weapon is only three fingers wide, but the diameter of the blood hole is more than one meter; let this giant dragon, known as the king of the Wanlong Dragon Race, be very Reluctantly fell on this altar.

It doesn't understand ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ten thousand years ago, those powerful people were reluctant to kill it. Why did this small farmer kill him if he couldn't move.

You know, those who wanted to conquer it tens of thousands of years ago as mounts were locked here because they did not succumb.

Now I take the initiative to recognize this little peasant as the master, and this little peasant can't look down on it. It's so unreasonable. Isn't a little peasant's vision so high?

Don’t just want to eat dragon blood, dragon meat, it can take a little out for him to eat, you don’t have to kill it.

"Long!" With a bang, the huge dragon fell to the ground and set off a dust.

"Ding!" With a cry, this red **** corpse was inserted at the foot of Lin Chendong, and the divine light scattered like blood soaked in blood.

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