Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Back then, the Immortal Master of Dongkun had a chance encounter and brought a young Fulong back to the Immortal Sect.Since then, he has been carefully raised, without any intention of enslaving and imprisoning him. It took a long time before Fulong let his guard down a little.

If you want to subdue such a beast, it may not be appropriate to suppress it by force alone.

However, Feng Zhaoming was reticent in the first place, seeing Qianqing's blood rushing, he would not listen to persuasion, in this situation, he didn't know how to teach her.

Feng Xianjun sighed softly in his heart, curled up the fingers of his right hand, and withdrew the spell.

The Fulong in front of him is huge, but he is too young. However, just relying on instinct, it can also know that among the two people standing below, the monk with vermilion eyebrows has the highest cultivation level, and the boy with the silver dot between his foreheads Although the breath is strong, but the cultivation level is very low.

It saw Feng Zhaoming put away the fire shield, its sharp teeth were seeping, its mouth was drooling, and it rushed towards Qianqing.

"Good come!"

The gust of wind mixed with Fulong's roar, hit Qianqing's face, but aroused the pride in his heart.

He opened his arms and shouted, "I want to see Fu Long's prestige."

In an instant, the wind was blowing.

The dark clouds that were originally densely covered were rumbling and rolling.

Fulong with a ferocious expression suddenly smelled something when he approached Qianqing.

It suddenly raised its nose, swung its tail, and looked puzzled.

His throat trembled and he made a whirring sound.

Qian Qing frowned, not knowing what kind of trick Fu Long was playing, he listened to Feng Zhaoming's instructions, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and focused on dealing with it.

I saw that Fulong was spinning around on the spot extremely anxiously, causing a storm of wind and thunder.

Soon, Yinlong groaned loudly, turned the dragon's head, and swam towards the opposite direction to Qianqing.

Qian Qing was suspicious, and said: "Want to run? Don't think about it!"

Having said that, Qianqing knew in her heart that Fulong was definitely not afraid of her own power and ran away.

He didn't have time to think about it, the silver chain in his right hand rushed forward and threw it forward, trying to tie Fulong's neck.

It's just that Fulong swims very fast, Qianqing's throw, the silver chain only tied Fulong's right hind leg.

Fu Long let out a roar, turned his head suddenly, and the bloodshot Long Tong looked at Qian Qing horribly, with great ferocity.

"Come back to me!" Qianqing yanked hard with her right hand, trying to drag Fulong back.

However, Fulong's strength is extremely great, and this Fulong's hind legs stretched forward, as if about to struggle.

Qian Qing not only failed to drag Fulong back, but was almost taken there.

He staggered, and immediately stepped down hard, the hard white ground was kicked into deep holes by Qian Qing's two feet.

It's just that Fulong's strength is unmatched, its hind legs are thick, and when swimming in the air, despite Qianqing's best efforts to resist, its body still moves forward a lot.

There is also a crack in front of the pit.

"Humph."

Qian Qing snorted coldly, and held it in the air with her left hand. In the next moment, a fine brush appeared in Qian Qing's hand.

He drew the formation with his left hand and completed it in one go, which was incredibly fast.

After drawing the formation, Qianqing pressed down with her left hand, hit the ground hard, and said:

"Certainly!"

It is the body formation.

This formation can stabilize the monk's lower body, and the strength to withstand varies from person to person.

For example, if Immortal Venerable Xuanying uses this formation, the opponent must have the power to crush all the mountains in Zhengwuzhou in order to knock him down.

At this time Qianqing used this formation, although not as powerful as Xuanying Immortal Venerable, but she was able to firmly stabilize her legs and stop moving forward.

It's just that the power of a beast like Fulong surpasses human cultivation too much.Even though Qianqing has fairy bones and fairy flesh in her body, her physical body is as strong as a Nascent Soul.

Even with the body formation.

But under Fulong's dragging, the silver chain in Qianqing's hand still slowly moved towards Fulong.

Qianqing's eyes were ruthless, and she didn't give in at all.

Due to too much force on his palm, the silver chain in his hand wiped out bloodstains on his palm.

Drops fall along the silver chain.

"Qianqing," Feng Zhaoming looked at the bright red blood in Qianqing's hand, for some reason, a scene about that person flashed through his mind.

He frowned and said, "Enough."

Fulong screamed ferociously, and the rocks trembled.

Qian Qing pretended not to hear what Master said, because he didn't want to stop at all.

But seeing Feng Zhaoming slowly walking towards him, he must be trying to persuade him to fight.

Qianqing sneered, the hand that was holding the silver chain tightly, suddenly let go at this moment.

The silver chain, carrying the mighty force of splitting mountains and cracking earth, slammed onto Fu Long's head with lightning speed.

As strong as Fulong, under the attack of the silver chain caused by the bone of the fairy master, he also threw his head back and groaned in pain.

The dragon scale is indestructible, although it hurts, it didn't cause too much damage to Fulong.

Only the chain on its nose was hit hard, and it succeeded.The moment he raised his head, two streaks of nosebleeds flew out from Fulong's nose.

"..."

"..."

The air seemed to condense.

The low dragon chant was still echoing around, but the dust floating in the air became extremely slow.

Two nosebleeds slid out along Fulong's nostrils, like a blood-colored rainbow, and round drops of blood fell down.

— Tick.

Feng Zhaoming's expression froze, and he subconsciously stood in front of Qianqing.

At this moment, Fu Long's narrowed eyelids opened abruptly, revealing the ferocious dragon pupils covered with bloodshot eyes.

After rolling her huge eyeballs, she looked down at Chiharu.

Its throat moved, and it let out an extremely angry and uncontrollable roar.

He opened his bloody mouth wide, revealing his sharp teeth.

Roar!

In an instant, the situation changed.

I saw a silver dragon swinging its long tail, fanning the hurricane.It has strong limbs, and when it stepped hard, it seemed to be able to cut through the air, pushing the huge dragon body forward quickly.

This dragon is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, fierce and domineering, and it rushes towards Qianqing.