I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

Shi Ba had just set foot on the island with the excited blood dragon, and the two of them shrank their eyes instantly.

"It's you!"

"you again!"

Two exclamations, the lion tyrant and the blood dragon looked at each other.

The blood dragon's eyes were filled with astonishment, but there was a flash of enlightenment between Shi Ba's brows.

He didn't ask in detail before, he just thought that the natives of Jin'ao Island were too arrogant.

Unexpectedly, the native who kicked himself out of the island was actually the guy who repeatedly prevented the blood dragon from coming to the island.

What is the origin of this guy? He is so arrogant that he dares to disobey the oracle.

Shui Yuan, who stepped on the river, looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.

Glancing at the numbers on the top of Xue Jiao's head, Shui Yuan was dumbfounded.

Compensatory causation: 48

Although the blood flood dragon has turned into a human form, how can he hide that familiar aura from him.

It's only been a thousand years, and this guy's karma rate has skyrocketed, surpassing the lion bully. This kind of mind, how can you join the Jiejiao.

"Who are you? I am a disciple of Jiejiao for three generations. The ancestor of the sage who sat down on the head of the immortal is my ancestor."

Afraid that Shui Yuan would drive him away regardless of the situation, Shi Ba quickly revealed his identity.

His ancestor had entered the Biyou Palace and met the existence of the saint, and his entire status in the sect was only lower than that of a few direct disciples.

Relying on the relationship of the ancestor, many uncles in the interception had to give him face.

The person in front of him is arrogant, but powerful.

Now that there is a blood dragon by his side, he doesn't want to be blown away again.

Weaking the face of the ancestor, the key is also embarrassing himself.

This is Jin'ao Island, and he is still a disciple of Jiejiao, Shiba doesn't think that the other party dares to mess around.

Although Xue Jiao was a little puzzled by Lion Ba's exclamation, he didn't think about it.

Thousands of years have passed, he has broken through from the middle stage of true immortality to the peak of true immortality, and he almost stepped into Jinxian, but facing Shui Yuan at this moment, the pressure he feels is stronger, and the opponent has become stronger.

In the current situation, he can only pin all his hopes on Shiba.

"It is said that you will not be able to go to Jinao Island after waiting. It seems that I have softened before."

Looking at the angry lion bully, Shui Yuan felt a little hopeful.

Those souls who came to apprentice to the teacher could be plucked up to five times, and I don't know how many times they can be plucked up by the same Jiejiao disciple.

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly saw majestic water waves rolling up in the four rivers, covering the two of them head-on.

"you"

Shui Yuan's actions caused Shiba's complexion to change dramatically.

Knowing that he is a disciple of Jiejiao, and that the ancestor is Qiushouxian, this guy still dares to make a move.

The blood dragon next to him was also dumbfounded, he kind of understood the meaning of Shi Ba's exclamation just now.

What is the origin of this elusive guy? Even the Jiejiao disciples on Jin'ao Island blasted out of the island without saying a word.

Shiba let out a roar, and the cultivation base of the middle stage of the real immortal burst out, and he wanted to resist.

On the contrary, the blood flood dragon next to him had quick eyes and hands, burst into a mass of momentum, rolled up the lion bully and ran away.

This weird guy is too strong, he can't fight hard at all, and he might be knocked out again.

The Golden Immortal Dragon Clan is still looking for him around Jin'ao Island. If he faints, he doesn't know how he died.

Although the blood dragon has rich combat experience, the gap is there, and the two figures are still hit by the water waves.

Fortunately, a rhyme flashed on the blood dragon's body, blocking most of the attacks.

However, the two still spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and flew out of Jinao Island.

Shui Yuan felt a little disappointed that there was no familiar prompt.

A while ago, he blocked Lion Ba from going to the island and got a lot of rewards, but there was only one time between the same sect.

With a mutter, Shui Yuan turned into a puddle of liquid and merged into the river.

As for what the lion tyrant who was thrown out of the island again thought, he didn't care.

"Asshole! Asshole! I am a member of the sect, how dare he treat me like this!"

Flying hundreds of miles away, Shi Ba roared to the sky.

Angry! Angry!

I was beaten up in my own home and kicked out, who can not be angry about this?

More importantly, his master was still a saint. Saint of heaven!

Who the hell is that guy?

The blood flood dragon was about to speak, when suddenly his complexion changed drastically, and he looked towards the east in panic. There, a powerful aura quickly approached.

That aura is very familiar, it is the Golden Immortal Dragon Clan who chased and killed him.

Within a few breaths, a figure tens of feet long broke through the waves in the sea.

A red-blue dragon, with shining scales and armor, and wisps of lightning swirling all over its body.

"Blood flood dragon! Let's see where you escape today!"

Ao Gan, who was soaring through the air, roared.

He was a majestic middle-stage Golden Immortal Dragon Clan, chasing and killing a guy who was only at the peak of a real immortal, and it took decades, and he escaped many times.

This time, he must be beheaded.

"Brother Daoist! Help me!"

Xue Jiao's complexion changed drastically, and he grabbed Shiba's right hand with both hands.

The strongest magic weapon, the Dragon Spirit Orb, was dedicated to the opponent. He was already injured, and he was hit by the water element just now, so how could he have the strength to resist.

Ao Gan, who was galloping forward, only noticed the lion bully next to him at this moment, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

How can a guy in the mid-stage of a true immortal be worthy of a blood flood?

Frowning, Ao Qian temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​immediately capturing the blood dragon.

The other party was already wounded by him, but now it seems that he has been severely injured again, and there is no possibility of escaping.

The lion tyrant was also shocked by the comer, the powerful coercion can only be felt from the ancestor, and the other party is a strong Jinxian.

Being beaten one after another, Shiba suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "I am Shiba under the sect of Jiejiao Tongtian Saint, what do you do?"

After taking the blood dragon's magic weapon, but not taking him to Jinao Island, Shi Ba felt a little bit sorry.

Ao Gan, who was listening, changed his expression slightly.

Saint disciples! ! !

Thousands of years ago, Tongtian established a dojo on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, and all the dragons knew about it.

Although the Dragon Clan only occupied a small area of ​​the East China Sea, they already regarded the entire East China Sea as their back garden. Facing the saint's move, although they were angry, they had no choice but to do anything.

The prestige of a saint is something that the Dragon Clan dare not violate.

No, he met the disciple of the saint so soon.

Although the opponent was weak, Ao Gan didn't dare to act recklessly.

Ao Qian swung his figure in the air and turned into a young man. "Ao Gan, the eldest prince of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, met fellow Taoists."

"This dragon devoured the Sea Clan in my East Sea, and even attacked and killed the descendants of the Dragon Clan. It has a great cause and effect with the Dragon Clan. I hope fellow Taoists will hand it over to me."

Since the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the entire dragon clan has been shrouded in karma.

Ao Qian was able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm, so his talent and mind are naturally not bad.

Disciples of saints must not be offended, but the blood dragon does not want to let it go.

"Brother Dao! Don't listen to his nonsense. This son is greedy for my magic weapon, the Dragon Spirit Orb, so he chased and killed me again and again. Brother Dao, please save me."

The blood dragon clenched his hands tightly, his face full of longing.

If he had the Dragon Spirit Orb in his body, he could still try to escape, but now the lion bully is his last straw.

On the opposite side, Ao Gan, who had arched his hands, his complexion changed slightly in an instant.

He came out this time precisely to get back the Dragon Lingzhu, otherwise a blood dragon from the real fairyland, why would he come in person.

Right now, the blood dragon is blatantly saying, could it be that

Lion Bacai didn't care about the cause of the incident, seeing that the other party was weak, he shouted sharply: "Bold! When did the East China Sea become the land of your dragon clan? Could it be that even Jin'ao Island, the Daoist place of my master and saint, is also the domain of your dragon clan?"

I lost face several times just now, and I must get it back this time.

Hearing this, Ao Gan suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly clasped his hands together, looking at Jin'ao Island in the distance: "Xiaolong dare not, fellow Taoist, don't talk nonsense."

"Since that's the case, don't back down!"

Shiba felt very comfortable in his heart, this is the treatment that disciples of saints should have.

Ao Gan's expression changed again and again, he sighed in his heart, without saying anything, he plunged into the East China Sea.

No one dares to challenge the majesty of a saint!