Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 1197: Gift dragon scales!

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The chalcedony is really effective, Lu Youlong's life is already intact. (^ o ^) / (^ o ^) / Wan Dong's tight heart string finally relaxed. Turning his gaze to Xiao Zhenwei and Heping Wuniang, this time it was really thanks to others, and finally came forward to grab the last frontline for Lu Youlong. Without them, the ending of Lu Youlong is really unpredictable.

Swallowing the core of Jiuyin Fire Dragon really improves Dinglong ’s ability. It has been gestating chalcedony for three thousand years. It is not so good, it takes time.

"Hey ... little brother!" Xiao Zhenwei rubbed his hands and came over with a smirk on his face. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. His expression was very tangled.

Wan Dong can't understand his mind? Unable to bear his embarrassment, he smiled slightly and beckoned to Dinglong.

Dinglong now is all about Yinglong ’s core, and he is somewhat reluctant to Wan Dong ’s move, but he does not dare to make too much. After circling in the air for a while, he flew through the air. Over here.

Xian Zu Nai is an alchemist. He is naturally the absolute idol of Ling Yuanjie, Xiao Zhenwei, and Ping Wu Niang. Faced with Dinglong, it was like monks facing Buddha's relics. It was difficult to describe the mood and feeling in words.

Looking at the Dinglong within easy reach, Xiao Zhenwei and Ping Wu Niang burst into tears. Especially Ping Wu Niang couldn't help but cover her mouth and sobbed softly.

"Wu Niang, this ... this is Ding Long Na!" Xiao Zhenwei's eyes did not dare to blink and looked at Ding Long. The shock and excitement revealed in his words had almost reached nothing. To the point.

Where can Ping Wu Niang speak at this time? It's just a nod of vigour, as if letting her die at this time, she also has no complaints and no regrets.

Wan Dong thought about it, and suddenly reached out to Dinglong. Dinglong has grown up to now, and it is already extraordinary spiritually. Without Wan Dong opening his mouth, it will be clear. There was a low Long Yin in the mouth, and the figure slowly backed away. In a pair of dragon eyes, it was clearly filled with reluctance.

Xiao Zhenwei and Ping Wu Niang immediately captured this kind of sentiment of Ding Long. Xiao Zhenwei turned to Wan Dong with some surprise and asked, "Little brother, you are ..."

Wan Dong frowned, and said unpleasantly, "This guy is getting more and more picky. I want it to give two dragon scales to two seniors to commemorate. Who knows it is unwilling, Doesn't it make sense! "

“Ahh!? "Listening to Wan Dong, Xiao Zhenwei and Wuliang Niang's eyeballs must bulge out of their eyes.

Let a dragon give dragon scales, thanks to what he said by Wan Dong. How is this different from having a person give away human skin? What if I change to Yinglong? It has long been a paw to shoot Wan Dong into a puree.

"No, no, no ... No, the life of Dinglong can be seen in this life. Fortunately, how can we dare to have that undivided thought?" Xiao Zhenwei said with his hands busy. .

Ping Wuniang ’s mind is obviously similar to him, and she nodded incessantly. Although Dinglong is the magic weapon of the immortal ancestor, it is also the representative of the immortal ancestor. Offending it is equivalent to offending the immortal ancestor. Where do they have such guts?

Wan Dong smiled and said, "This guy's dragon scales are bred with a dragon fire, which is of great benefit to your alchemy. Do you really not?"

"Dinglong's fire !?" Xiao Zhenwei and Ping Wu Niang glanced at each other, involuntarily breathing a sigh of relief. A thick hope erupted from the eyes of the two like a volcanic eruption.

For the alchemist, the fire of Dinglong is equivalent to an artifact, and its temptation is absolutely beyond imagination. As long as Xiao Zhenwei and Peace Wu Niang are not saints, there is no reason to be indifferent.

Seeing this situation, Wan Dong smiled and said, "You must know Ling Yuanjie, the elder of the Ling family, right?"

"Ling Yuanjie !?" Wan Dong mentioned the name. Xiao Zhenwei's pair of white eyebrows immediately frowned, and a clear expression of disdain and enmity appeared in his eyes. He turned his head subconsciously and glanced at Ping Wuniang.

Ping Wuniang ’s expression was a little unnatural at the moment, and she looked away from the right and refused to stare at Xiao Zhenwei. This slightly weird atmosphere immediately made Wan Dong think of a possibility. I couldn't help but feel a little funny, but then I thought about it, and it was relieved. Xiao Zhenwei, Ping Wu Niang and other old seniors naturally have young Meng Lang.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Zhenwei snorted and asked.

"He has taken a dragon scale from me, you guys ..."

"What !? Brother, how can you give Dinglong Dragon Scale to that person? That person is not a thing at all, this is a blasphemy against Dinglong!" Xiao Zhenwei was immediately excited and waving without stopping. Said with both hands.

Wan Dong did not speak, just looked at him quietly. After a while, Xiao Zhenwei calmed down and looked at Wan Dong, his mouth closed and closed, a pair of 'love you is hard to open 'Looks like.

Wan Dong nodded clearly, turned back to stare at Dinglong, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be stingy, a core of Yinglong is enough for you to regenerate hundreds of dragon scales, so why bother with the two? Bring it! "

Wan Dong refused to get used to Dinglong again, with a three-point sternness in his breath. Dinglong finally succumbed, white light flashed on his body, and two slap-sized colorful dragon scales floated in front of Wan Dong.

"Little brother, such as ... such a precious thing, how can you thank us?" Xiao Zhenwei held the dragon scale exuding the divine light, excited and moved, all the brains were written on his face . A prestigious predecessor who made people look up, this time in front of the young Wan Dong, was even more cramped.

"Hahaha ... what thank you? Xiao Lang was my brother, and you are like my grandfather. The grandson is filial to grandpa, is he even grateful to grandpa?"

"You are Langer's sworn brother?" As soon as Wan Dong said this, Xiao Feifei couldn't help but exclaimed, and then suddenly said, "No wonder you see me calling me my aunt. Langer talked there. "

Wan Dong nodded with a smile, and Xiao Zhenwei was firm now. Ping Ping Wu Niang blinked and smiled: "Since our grandson is filial to us, let's accept it!"

Ping Wuniang felt a little uneasy in her heart. When Xiao Zhenwei said this, the uneasiness in her heart eased a lot, and she was about to nod her head. She suddenly woke up to God and gave Xiao Zhenwei a hard look. Say "Old things, who is with you ... is" we "? You dare to take advantage of me, I think you want to fight!"

Do n’t look at Ping Wuniang ’s mouth, but Wan Dong can see it. Ping Wuniang must be happy in her heart. Xiao Zhenwei and Wuliang Niang should have been born as a pair, but unfortunately because of fate, they could not hold hands until now. I hope the two can come together and spend a good old age together.

Two pieces of dragon scales were exploited by Wan Dong, and Dinglong had some opinions on Wan Dong. I was too lazy to take care of him again. The dragon's body fluttered and flew straight to Yinglong's body. One claw shot, Ying Long's inner core, immediately fell into its claw.

Just from the core of this Yinglong, the realm of this Yinglong is indeed lower than that of Jiuyin Fire Dragon. In comparison, the inner core is a little smaller, and the luster is not as brilliant as the inner core of the Nine Yin Fire Dragon, but the spirit contained therein is also very powerful. At least from the shocked eyes of Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Ping Niang, this judgment can be made.

Taking the core of Yinglong, Dinglong did not greet Wan Dong. With a roar, he got back into the body of Wan Dong. It's hard to imagine that a huge mad dragon will be hidden in a person's body. This is the magic of the magic weapon!

"Little brother ..."

Xiao Zhenwei seems to have something to say, but he was interrupted by Wan Dong just after he opened his mouth. Wan Dong smiled and said, "Grandpa Xiao, I have said that, Xiao Lang and I are brothers, your grandson , Your little brother, is n’t it my life! Just call my name Yaoting. "

"Okay! Yaoting, it stands to reason that with the Dragon Fire, we should also be satisfied, but for our alchemist, the top alchemy materials are also missed and missed. See if we can Get something on Ying Long's body ... "

"What's so difficult about this? What do you want, just take it away!" Wan Dong waited for Xiao Zhenwei to finish his words, and said cheerfully.

"Then ... then we are welcome!" Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Wuniang looked at each other with great joy, and rushed towards Ying Long's body.

"Yaoting, Yinglong is different from other dragon species, dragon blood is very precious. After drinking, not only can it be tempered **, but also improve the cultivation ability, you can not miss it." See Wan Dong does not move It seemed that there was no interest in the dragon's body, Xiao Zhenwei reminded.

"Improvement and cultivation?" Wan Dong's heart burst into shock.

The recent series of events have made Wan Dong deeply realize that his cultivation base is still too low. Under the current ups and downs, it is difficult to make a difference with his cultivation. Among the many problems that lay before him, the most urgent thing is to improve cultivation.

"Of course!" Xiao Zhenwei nodded in response, took out a dark green dagger, and made a cut seven inches below Yinglong's scale. Ping Wu Niang handed over a small porcelain bottle in a timely manner with great understanding, and after a short while, he received a full bottle.

Xiao Zhenwei handed over to Wan Dong and said, "You are now at the pinnacle of the earth wheel, and Yinglong's blood is the most effective for you. You can try it out to see if you can break through the heavenly realm!"

Wan Dong nodded, tilted his neck, and poured that small bottle of dragon blood into his throat.

The **** smell in Wan Dong ’s imagination, he did n’t even feel the slightest bit, but it was like drinking a cup of agar liquid, between the lips and the throat, filled with a sweet, a mellow, actually It makes some people want to stop, spike all the wine in the world.

Dragon blood enters the throat from the mouth and slides all the way into the abdomen of Wan Dong. The feeling is like a small sun rising in the belly, a warm feeling, a moment of work, then spread out in the body of Wan Dong, infiltrating the limbs ... - by: dad856 | 55634 | 16438155->