Invincible BOSS System

Qin Wannian felt that his brain was not enough.

headache!

Qin Wannian didn't even know, Chen Xinglie just said casually, not as complicated as tongueless.

The tongueless old **** scared himself purely.

People grow old.

It is inevitable to be cunning.

Whether it is thinking about problems or doing things, there is a three-point treacherous implied everywhere.

After Qin Wannian left the palace, the eyes of the tongueless old **** also left the bronze mirror in his hand.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The rising sun hangs high.

Layers of clouds are stacked in the sky, and when the sun shines, thousands of miles of golden scales.

Tongueless holding the bronze mirror as a crutch, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the scaly clouds covering the northern sky resembled the scales of a legendary true dragon, as if seeing an ancient true dragon without seeing the end, resting across the sky, revealing a dead body.

The tongueless old eyes gradually became confused.

He seemed to see a vision.

In my sight, I can still see that the scene that took place over the capital last night was repeated in the air.

Hualong!

These two words, like a thunderbolt, blasted in the tongueless heart.

Chen Xinglie could actually make a little girl who is still breast-smelling grow a dragon's horn overnight and become a real dragon?

Real dragons have been around for countless years and have never appeared in the world.

This Chen Xinglie, but forcibly created a real dragon!

Although Wu Tong hadn't seen A Chou with his own eyes, in Qin Wannian's description, he knew that the horns growing on A Chou's forehead must be dragon horns. Although the true dragon has disappeared without a trace, there are legends of true dragons in the world. The young dragons who are immature are supposed to be like A Chou, with the dragon horns growing on their foreheads crystal clear, like flawless jade.

This Chen Xinglie...

Where is it sacred?

That's it for Hualong.

But this person not only turned a little girl into a dragon, but even cut the real dragon in the dragon gate with one sword!

No tongue can see clearly.

Facing the sword light, the real dragon only dared to dodge. In the end, although his life was saved, the root of his life was cut off by a sword.

From Tongueless's point of view, this is equivalent to killing a real dragon with a sword.

Even more terrifying than killing real dragons?

Death is not terrible.

There are many more terrible things in the world than death.

Castrated...

It is one of the swords.

In this regard, Tongue has a great say.

He is a "comer".

I know how painful life is after a man is castrated.

In the legend... the dragon's nature is obscene.

It is precisely because of the nature of real dragons that the phrase "dragons beget nine sons are different", some resemble cows, some resemble tortoises... This proves that dragons are difficult to control themselves. Lower body, like to mess around.

True dragons are by nature like this.

Unfortunately, he was castrated.

The future of Longsheng must be gloomy.

No tongue faintly, I felt that the lower half of my body was a little cool, and I couldn't help but trembled. The fear of Chen Xinglie became stronger, and the mood of hope in his heart became more vivid.

"Chen Xinglie's methods are far beyond the land gods!"

"If the old man can learn this method, he will be able to keep the great fortune of the country intact for thousands of years!"

"The demons in the world, how can they dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man?"

The tongueless gaze became more and more profound.

Not long.

The tongueless sleeves flicked, and a bell fell from his palm, shaking gently.

Jingle Bell!

As soon as the bell rang, the forbidden courtyard where the old **** was located moved a few feet in the direction of the Jinluang Temple.

Jingle Bell……

The bell kept ringing.

Tongueless used a bell to drive this small courtyard in the Forbidden Palace, one foot and one foot, and moved to the Jinluan Temple, and the ancestral formation of the Great Emperor Dynasty that surrounded the small courtyard also followed the small courtyard, along with the tongueless Drive and move.

Nishinomiya.

When the queen mother heard the ringtone, she became stiff.

The abbot of Netherworld Temple, who was lying on the Queen Mother, shivered, and then became limp like a dead snake. He immediately propped his arm on the bed and leaped up. When he landed, he was already wearing the monk's robe neatly and in his hands. Holding a string of Buddhist beads, his face looked flushed, as if a living Buddha was alive, with a solemn treasure.

"Amitabha!"

The abbot groaned the Buddha's horn, and said, "Could it be that the old **** killed him?"

The queen mother said: "My palace go and take a look."

call!

The queen mother curled up in a black wind and galloped out. When she went out, her clothes were already neatly dressed, she was phoenix crown and she was very handsome.

The courtyard of the West Palace is very high.

But it is no higher than the Queen Mother's hall.

The queen mother only glanced around, then returned to the hall with a sneer, and said: "Sure enough, this old immortal **** is not so stupid."

The abbot folded his hands together without answering.

The queen mother said again: "Although this old immortal can drive the forbidden ground formation, but the speed is extremely slow, and it can move a few feet with a bell. This palace is not a fool, so how can he stay in the west palace and wait for the old man? Come here immortal?"

The abbot asked, "Where did Tongueless go?"

The queen mother sneered: "When I went to the Jinluan Temple, it is estimated that I was looking for the emperor. The Daquan dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and the palace has already established the status of the queen dowager. Even if the old immortal exposes the identity of this palace, the emperor believes in him, what about this palace?"

The abbot nodded in agreement, but his eyes were filled with anxiety, and said, "Although the emperor can't do anything to us, there is one more Chen Xinglie in the capital. Last night, the sword was so powerful that he cut the dragon with one sword..."

The queen mother turned and looked sideways, and said, "Do you think that the sword was cut by Chen Xinglie?"

The abbot said: "It is very possible."

The queen mother shook her head flatly and said: "Impossible! Chen Xinglie is just a young man. Even if he starts practicing in the womb, he is at most like Zhao Yumeng of Tu Shanzong. He has cultivated to the eighth level of the ten martial arts. The limit, how can one cut the dragon with one sword? There must be someone else who cut that sword last night."

The abbot did not refute, but asked, "What if the one who slashed the dragon with one sword has a lot to do with Chen Xinglie?"

The queen mother said: "So what? This world of martial arts in the lower realm cannot tolerate masters above land immortals. Once you and I join forces, even if Shang Qingkong comes, you can only end in hatred. Why are you afraid of the one next to Chen Xinglie? The temple has been entrenched in the capital for thousands of years. Doesn't it even have a life-saving means?"

There are natural means to save lives.

But such a thing involves the foundation of Netherworld Temple, how can it be easily said.

Not enough for outsiders!

The two have been in the same bed, but they may not be in the same heart.

The abbot did not answer, only said: "Last night, the poor monk sat down on his disciple Baiguzi and watched Chen Xinglie outside Fenghua Street, but was hit by the sudden dragon chant, and now he is dead."