When Dragon Dragon flew to the thirteenth floor with Xiao Yu, he saw strong nine-sex monsters everywhere. It was very excited, and the flaming golden dragon tail danced cheerfully in midair.

"Little girl, are you ready? The old man wants to show off the dragon, you are ready to accept their residual blood! There are so many thirteen layers of nine monsters, as long as you take all their blood, you The harvest of spiritual power tonight is no less than that of Feng Ling."

Longlong excitedly finished, raised the golden head, a deterrent dragon, and shocked all the monsters on the thirteenth floor. Soon, the eyes of all colors looked toward Xiao Yu and Long Long. Come.

The monsters attacked.

The monsters in the Wicked Beast are all the most primitive monsters. They have not been evolved. They are only used to cultivate spiritual power for the students of the Nine Saints. Therefore, they maintain the most primitive instinct and kill.

No matter how powerful the other party is, they will rush to kill without fear, and they will have no fear at all.

When the monsters rushed, the dragon's excitement reached the extreme. Since it was sealed by Luo Yuan, it has not been smashed for a long time.

Its golden body suddenly became bigger, and it was as big as it was. In front of such a giant object, these monsters seemed to be much smaller. It was like a male lion looking at a group of teddy dogs.

The dog will call, will pounce, will bite.

In front of the lion, these are just dogs, not worthy of their opponents.

The dragon dragon greeted the monster group that was thrown, and the golden dragon horn was topped. Ten monsters were overturned and fell heavily on the ground.

"Xiao Yan, quickly collect blood."

After the dragon dragon finished, the dragon tail slammed hard and smashed out the dozen or so monsters in the rear. It opened the dragon's mouth, and the giant teeth were sharp and bite down. It was much faster than Feng Lingran's blunt sword.

The beast was bitten very badly, without constant claws, broken legs, and half a neck broken. They were different in horror, only one thing was the same, and they were still out of breath.

The dragons used their residual blood to harvest Xiao Yu.

At only half an hour, Longlong knocked down thirteen layers, one-fifth of the monsters, lying on the ground in pieces, dying and struggling.

The Dragon Dragon is a hundred times more energetic and enjoyable. He said with pride: "Xiao Wei, you have seen the old man's power!"

The voice just fell, it seems to have found something wrong: "Hey! How are these **** monsters lying here in the way? Xiao Yu, why don't you harvest their blood?"

The golden dragon's longan swept away and looked for Xiao Yu. Suddenly, Xiao Yu was still on its back, and it did not move. The pupils were enlarged and seemed to be immersed in the small world of their past.

"Xiao Yu, go back to God, don't think about it anymore. If Feng Ling comes up and harvests the blood that belongs to you, we will give up."

The triumph of Longlong’s face became anxious. It was really afraid of Xiao Yu’s going on. The thirteen-layered monster also fell into the hands of Feng Lingran.

Xiao Yu seems to be unable to hear the sound of the dragon, sitting on its golden dragon's back and not moving.

The strange thing is that she sits on its dragon's back like this and won't fall.

Long Long suddenly thought of the whiteness on Xiao Yu's ear.

Is it?

The dragon dragon called Xiao Yu several times, she did not respond, some of the monsters fluttered fiercely, and the dragon was once again killed with the monster.

After two hours...

There is a large mourning beast lying on the ground, only a small part of the monster is still intact.

Longlong saw a black figure and walked up. The bronze blunt sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"Feng Lingran up to grab the monster, Xiao Yu, you wake up."

The dragon's golden eyes stared nervously at Feng Lingran, and the tail slammed hard, trying to shake Xiao Yu on his back.

It is nervous, not afraid of Feng Lingran, but worried that Feng Lingran grabs Xiao Yu’s monster.

These monsters, but it killed more than two hours of labor results, Xiao Yu harvested residual blood, spiritual strength has been improved, become powerful, it can become stronger.

On the other hand, if these residual blood were harvested by Feng Lingran, there would be no benefit to Longlong.

Moreover, have to wait for three months, can Longlong be nervous and worried?

Xiao Yu still did not return to God, Long Long looked at the figure of Feng Lingran black and white is getting closer and closer, the bronze blunt sword in his hand pointed to a dying monster on the ground.

Dragon Dragon almost rushed past and Feng Lingran.

But it hasn't lost its mind. It knows that it can't do it.

Feng Lingran has the blood of Xiao Yu in the body. It does it, and it will be condemned...

Dragon's urgency is about to jump his claws.

at this time……

Xiao Yu was shaken by the dragon and violently, pulling back the reality.

Therefore, she also interrupted her memory... Feng Ling then pressed her there... sucking blood...

Xiao Yu’s heart still stayed at that time, and the voice of Qing Ling was somewhat confused.

Feng Ling has a cold poison. He needs the blood of the young fox to leave it around, so special to it.

After Xiao Yu knew this, she felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to know what happened later. She felt that there should be a turning point in the back.

"My little ancestor! You finally got back to God, and you will harvest the blood of the beast. Don't let Feng Ling grab it. The old man will drag him."

Longlong saw Xiao Yu waking up, and suddenly it was inexplicably moved, and finally returned to God.

Xiao Yu was placed on the ground by the dragon, the air was full of **** smell, and the dying beasts were everywhere. Xiao Yu was stunned and her heart was gradually disappearing. Her heart completely returned to reality.

The dragon dragon squatted and flew to the front of Feng Lingran. He danced his claws over him: "Boy, come and catch me!"

Say it!

Dragon Dragon turned and flew down to the twelfth floor...

When Xiao Yu heard the words of Long Long, he saw that it was very funny, and she smiled.

Feng Lingran did not chase the dragon to go down. He stood there, the long sword dragged in his hand, and he was on the ground. He fell on Xiao Xiao’s delicate face with a smile.

Four eyes intersect.

Xiao Yu stunned, his scarlet bloodthirsty cockroaches, gradually faded to kill, gradually turned into black.

Is he normal?

In the small world of memory, Xiao Yu saw his red scorpion look because his cold poison in his body would lose his sense of reason. He needs her blood to return to normal.

Xiao Yu suddenly thought of...

Feng Lingran is now demonized. Does it need her blood to restore the normal Feng Ling Ran in memory?

Xiao Yu's twilight is a bit complicated. Whether it is in the small world of memory, or now she, and Feng Lingran, I haven't got it yet. I can give life to him.

Feng Ling's thin lip fretting, seems to smile at her, this smile is like a flash in the pan, disappearing very fast.

He took the sword in his hand and walked toward the savage beast...

Xiao Yu saw him and the beast killed, but also converged his mind, the branches in his hands, began to harvest the dying blood of the dying beast.

Every time you harvest one, the body of the beast will be turned into a little starlight, disappearing, and the blood left on the ground will be clean.

Longlong saw Feng Ling did not chase down, it screamed badly, turned back and went back.

On the thirteenth floor, Long Long saw Xiao Yu’s blood in the harvesting monster, and Feng Ling was stealing Xiao Yu’s monster...

The dragon dragon flew in the past, and the dragon tail suddenly swept away toward the phoenix. It would not be stupid to hurt Feng Lingran, but it must stop Feng Lingran...

"Stop, Dragon."

Xiao Yu’s voice suddenly came, and it seemed to contain a trace of dissatisfaction.

The dragon dragon had to take back the tail hard, and the golden longan looked at Xiao Yu. At a glance, he saw Xiao Yu’s thoughts. She wanted to give some of the monsters to Feng Lingran.

Dragon's heart began to hurt again, and he was wronged...

Xiao Yu sighed and said: "He is a student of Xiu Ling. I am a student of refining medicine and alchemy. When it comes to it, we are robbing him of the monster, Dragon, you don't care about him."

What Xiao Xiao didn’t think was that Feng Lingran...