Turned into a baby dragon and was loved by goddesses, shocking the world

"Yes, Chanzhu, how about it?"

Gu Ling said it lightly.

Yan Bei focused his eyes on the neck of the white-bearded monk.

A string of white Buddhist beads hung around his neck.

Yan Bei thought: "Could it be that we came here with so much hardship just for the string of Buddhist beads around his neck?"

"It's just a Buddhist bead. There shouldn't be any problem with it. It shouldn't violate any Buddhist taboos!"

The white-bearded monk's expression changed from indifferent to a little cold.

Gu Ling didn't reply for a long time.

"Okay or not, just say something!" Gu Ling urged.

The white-bearded monk laughed and said, "I can give it to you, but that depends on whether you have what it takes to get it!"

After the white-bearded monk finished speaking, he teleported from the main hall to the courtyard outside.

Gu Ling also turned around and slowly walked towards the yard.

As he walked, he slowly mobilized the spiritual power in his body.

Yan Bei followed behind, somewhat puzzled.

"Do we really have to fight just for a Buddhist bead?"

The three men left the hall and stood opposite two white-bearded monks in the courtyard.

"Let me see how capable you are first!"

"Sifiya" a cicada chirps as a white-bearded monk calls out.

Suddenly, a pair of huge and transparent cicada wings appeared in the sky.

A strong wind suddenly blew in the yard.

Gu Ling pushed Feng Xian and Yan Bei to the side steps.

Take out the demon-killing pestle.

As the world spun, Gu Ling and Zi Lingchan fought for thirty rounds, but there was still no winner.

The Purple Cicada obviously hasn't used its full strength yet.

He was calm and composed, using his illusion to fight with Gu Ling.

Gu Ling was not so relaxed.

Although, his realm has reached the fifth level where essence and blood are united.

But it is only the beginning of the fifth level.

The Purple Spirit Cicada on the opposite side had already reached the fifth level and even the seventh level Grandmaster level.

Gu Ling witnessed the competition between Feng Xian and Nan Luo with his own eyes.

According to Feng Xian, Nan Luo was only at the fifth level, but he could be so terrifying after he revealed his true form.

If the Purple Spirit Cicada also transformed into its true form, its seventh level would be enough to kill Gu Ling in seconds.

Gu Ling thought, "It's not a good idea to keep fighting like this. I must think of a way to defeat him!"

Gu Ling subconsciously looked at Feng Xian.

But Feng Xian's expression told him that the situation had not yet reached the point where she could take action.

"It seems I can only rely on myself!"

"What should I do? How can I defeat this cicada?"

In Gu Ling's mind, he suddenly recalled the details of his previous life when he was a child, when he and his friends caught cicadas in the countryside in the summer.

They first used a long bamboo to collect spider webs from the beams and eaves.

Then rub the collected spider webs on a shiny stone that has been heated in the sun.

In a short time, the spider web will be turned into a sticky ball.

As long as these balls can stick to the cicada's wings, the cicada will not be able to escape.

"Can we just follow the same rules? But where does the spider web come from?"

"No, we don't want spider webs, we want to stick cicada wings!"

"There is..."

Suddenly, an idea came to Gu Ling's mind.

Back then, in the distant East China Sea, before meeting Rong Fu and Long Gong.

He once used the Trident of Poseidon to subdue a giant octopus, and there was a sticky substance on its body.

As for the mucus, before the giant octopus was killed by the Poseidon Trident, the Poseidon Trident had already absorbed its mucus energy.

Gu Ling smiled and waved the Poseidon Spear with his left hand.

In an instant, the mucus energy spread out in the air like raindrops flying in the sky.

I haven't figured out what the illusion of the purple cicada's wings is.

It has been stained by the mucus energy and cannot move.

"It's now……"

Gu Ling roared, and the Demon-Slaying Pestle instantly became like an infinitely elongated spear, piercing straight into the cicada-wing illusion.

"break!"

With Gu Ling's loud shout, the illusion of the purple cicada was broken.

In an instant, the sky returned to calm.

The white-bearded monk obviously didn't expect that Gu Ling had such a trick.

There was some surprise in his eyes, and he nodded with relief.

He laughed out loud.

"Haha... I didn't expect that a fourth-rank kid like you would have such abilities!"

Gu Ling took back the Demon-Slaying Pestle and Sea God Halberd and corrected himself: "I'm sorry, I'm already at the fifth rank!"

After hearing this, the white-bearded monk smiled and said, "But do you think you can beat me like this? You are underestimating me!"

Gu Ling naturally didn't think that he could defeat the Purple Spirit Cicada so easily.

I don’t know what tricks he will come up with next.

But at this time, we can only take one step at a time and respond to each situation as it arises.

The white-bearded monk stopped and stomped his right foot.

The 108 Buddhist beads hanging around his neck had flown to the top of his head.

The Buddhist beads separated one by one and spun rapidly above his head.

Yan Bei, who was watching the battle from the side, asked Feng Xian in confusion, "Aren't monks supposed to be compassionate? He has so many Buddhist beads, what's the harm if he gives one to Gu Ling?"

Feng Xian turned her head and glanced at Yan Bei. She didn't understand how, with his intelligence, he could become the captain of China's Jiaolong Special Forces.

At this time, the 108 Buddhist beads were already flying towards Gu Ling at high speed.

Gu Ling immediately used all his spiritual power to form a defensive formation.

The Buddhist beads were only the size of a thumb at first.

Sparks flew on Gu Ling's spiritual defense formation.

Slowly, the Buddhist beads became larger and more powerful.

Gu Ling felt that every blow of the Buddhist beads was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.

In less than a minute, Gu Ling had been hammered back three or four meters.

"No, if this continues, even if I'm not killed by the hammer, I'll be seriously injured due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy!"

boom.

bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

One heavy blow after another.

Gu Ling felt like his heart and lungs were about to explode.

He couldn't control himself and vomited a mouthful of hot blood.

Gu Ling said "Pooh" and wiped his mouth casually with his hand.

At this moment, he had no time to care whether Feng Xian would take action or not.

And Feng Xian had no intention of taking action at all.

"Gu Ling, hold on a little longer, it's not the end yet!"

Feng Xian knew very well in her heart that the dragon's strength was far beyond what we saw now.

Only when facing a strong opponent can the dragon awaken his inner true dragon power.

boom.

A loud bang echoed through the sky.

Gu Ling's defensive barrier was smashed into pieces by Zi Lingchan's Buddhist beads.

Gu Ling was hit into the air by gravity.

Yan Bei opened his mouth wide and reached out to save him.

Feng Xian grabbed him.

The joy of victory was already revealed on Zi Lingchan's face.

Gu Ling's spirit had now left his body and was looking down at everything below his feet from above everyone.

"What's going on? Am I dead?"

"No way! I have only been reincarnated as a dragon for a short time, and I still have to protect China?"

"Hey, tell me, what should I say? Can't you just stay in Jiuhua? Why do you want to come to Kangtong Peak?"

"You're here if you want to. You can leave after you're done. Why do you have to provoke the Purple Spirit Cicada?"

"Now that's it! Not only did I not get any benefit, but I also lost my life!"

"Ugh……"

Looking at the person under his feet, Lingzhi Gu Ling sighed.

"No...why are these people still moving?"