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

Fulong has a ferocious temperament, vicious and violent.

Feng Zhaoming knew that Fulong would not be easily surrendered, but he never thought that once the dragon came out of Qianqing's forehead, he would come back to bite him without waiting for a word.

One must know that this Fulong had not yet evolved, and it existed between Qian Qing's forehead when it was still a Fulong scale.

One person and one dragon get along day and night, and the breath blends together.

It stands to reason that when Fu Long just came out of Qianqing's forehead, he should have felt that Qianqing was a very familiar existence.

To attack, Feng Zhaoming should also be chosen.

Unexpectedly, Qianqing's three slaps aroused Fulong's hostility, and Yinlong was about to hit Qianqing.

Feng Zhaoming's figure flickered, and he stood in front of Qianqing.He raised his right hand, the red light in his palm was shining brightly, and there was an arc boundary membrane formed by a raging fire, blocking Fulong's face.

The five types of guards - "Fire Shield".

Fulong, who was fiercely fighting forward, suddenly felt the scorching temperature in front of him. He groaned, narrowed his eyes as big as a water tank, and stopped his progress.Fulong looked at the red flames in front of him, and a sharp light flashed deep in the dragon's pupils.

"Master!" Qian Qing, who was rushing forward brazenly, was suddenly stopped by Feng Zhaoming, who roared angrily, "Let me fight it out."

Feng Zhaoming raised his right hand high, turned around with a serious expression, and said: "Fulong is an ancient divine beast, you must not underestimate the enemy."

"It's nothing, I'm wearing the 'Ganglin Armor', as long as I don't get beheaded, I won't die."

Feng Zhaoming said: "Today, you have to fight Fulong, but..."

Qian Qing said: "If you don't fight, why talk about surrendering! Master, get out of the way quickly, you don't need to worry about this matter."

The two talked very quickly, often before one finished speaking, the other started talking.Feng Zhaoming frowned lightly, yet to compromise, while Qianqing's eyes were dyed red by the flames, her fighting spirit was high.

At this moment, Fulong outside the 'Fire Shield' bent his neck, with aura in his mouth, his thousands of scales squirmed up and down, making an attacking gesture.

A fierce air wave gushed out from Fulong's throat.

The originally transparent air showed a milky white light under the rapid compression.

Like a sharp sword, it stabs at the boundary membrane in front of Feng Zhaoming.

Before the air sword touched the fire shield, the gust of wind blew away the raging fire first, and when the air sword pierced the fire shield, it suddenly issued a 'hum! 'The sound is long.

The vast spiritual power collided brazenly, and the light flourished.

Feng Zhaoming's eyes were serious, and he looked up.

Then I saw Fulong's dragon pupils were fierce, his four claws were mighty, and his beard was flamboyant.

Looking at the eyes of the two monks underground is no different from looking at ants.

Although Feng Zhaoming's cultivation level is much higher than that of Fulong, who is still underage at this time, but Fulong is such an arrogant beast, they are arrogant and arrogant.

Even if the fairy master Dongkun is here, he can't let Fulong bow down.

"Roar--"

The ear-splitting dragon chant stopped the clouds, causing sand and rocks to fly from the mountain peak.

The sharp air sword spat out from Fulong's throat pierced the fire shield, causing damage.A round white spot appeared on the fire shield, as thin as a pinhole, but it quickly expanded to the size of a sesame seed or a jujube shell.

Feng Zhaoming's right hand trembled, and more fire rushed to the dot to repair it, blocking Fulong's attack.

There was a look of disdain in the silver dragon's eyes, it looked at Feng Zhaoming and Qian Qing like looking at a bug on the ground.Even if a bug with teeth and claws bites its toes, it only needs to be flicked away lightly, without much effort at all.

"Qianqing." Feng Zhaoming's face reflected the raging fire, and his red and white robes swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.

"I let you subdue the dragon by yourself, but you have to be careful at all times and don't take it lightly. If you are hit by the dragon, I will definitely help you and end today's rehearsal."

Qian Qing said: "Is it over when you get hit? Alright, I promise you, before you get hit, give it a good beating."

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Back then, the Immortal Lord of Dongkun had a chance encounter and brought a young Fulong back to the Immortal Sect.Since then, he has been raised with care, without the slightest 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 did not 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 it 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.

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