At this time, he saw Yin Dong jumping down, his heart was ecstatic, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he was extremely grateful.
Yin Dong was sweating a lot. He didn't expect that he would kick this dandy into the Jedi with just one kick. If he got off later, Luo Ping would probably die in a frustration.
"Blood Dragon Claw!"
Yin Dong explored his palm like a dragon's claw, and from top to bottom, he grabbed the huge vine main root in the hot spring. As for those vines like demonic arms, they were directly shattered by the dragon's body that came out of his body, and could not affect him at all. Without damaging his speed, he was killed in front of the fire centipede main root like a crazy dragon.
In the middle of the warmth, the huge fire centipede vine swayed, as if the king was furious, and as if it sensed a terrifying natural enemy. In an instant, all the vines were made of red light, and even Luo Ping was thrown out directly. All the vines gathered together and turned into a huge vine gun, thrusting at the blood dragon claws that Yin Dong had grabbed.
"Good come!"
Yin Dong did not dodge or avoid, and swung his claws and collided with the vine gun. The blood-colored dragon shadow flashed violently, slamming the ground, the hot spring water rushed up again, and even Luo Ping was caught off guard and rushed into the air with the spring water.
During this collision, a small half of the vine gun condensed from the fire centipede rattan suddenly turned into powder. A strange sound sounded in the main root of the fire centipede rattling, very sharp, like a ghost crying at night.
"What the hell?"
Yin Dong's heart trembled for a moment, but the remaining momentum in his hand had not yet disappeared, and he directly grabbed the main root of the fire centipede. The strange sound that looked like a ghost crying at night became clearer. He suddenly understood that this should be the King of Fire centipede who had given spiritual wisdom.
People are always afraid of unknown things. They think it is the King of Fire Centrifuge who has developed spiritual intelligence. The sound is similar to the fluctuations of the King of Fire Centrifuge. Yin Dong is no longer afraid. Then, he exerted force on his hand and pulled out the King of Fire Centrifuge, which was rooted in the rock.
A loud bang on the torso of the Fire Centipede Teng King, and the red light was lit up, as if a raging fire was ignited, and the strange sound was even sharper. However, it was useless and could not interfere with Yin Dong's mind at all. Moreover, it emitted the red light that looked like a flame and could not invade the Long Yuan, which was protecting his body.
Two minutes later, with a sound of water, Yin Dong rushed out with the Fire Centrifuge King, and his whole body was majestic, like a god of war in the fire, with an extremely domineering aura.
Luo Ping, who had just been shocked, had a slightly stiff expression when he saw this scene, and then he wailed in grief.
"What's wrong with you? You're crying and howling!" Xiao Mei'er was startled and scolded in anger.
Luo Ping, who was leaning against Tengshan, said with infinite sadness: "A water-attribute monks are as powerful as Uncle Dongzi. Is there any way for us fire-attribute monks to live?"
Xiao Meier said disgustedly: "You can't help but if it weren't for Uncle Dongzi, you would have died just now. Would you still be jealous of Uncle Dongzi?"
Tie Zhen, who has always been taciturn, also said seriously: "Luo Ping, you must be grateful in life."
"It's not that I'm not grateful, you didn't understand what I mean!"
Luo Ping said, pulling his hair hard and said excitedly: "There is such a rich fire element in the hot spring. I, a fire-attribute monk, have been tortured to death. Uncle Dongzi's realm is obviously not higher than mine. I am also in the bone tempering realm. There is no big gap between the same realm!"
"I have to say that you are talking about the key point this time." Xiao Meier also thought seriously, and a bright color of excitement flashed across her pretty face, "It's a martial art. The martial arts that Uncle Dongzi passed on to us is definitely a magical technique!"
The boy from the Black Tower also nodded heavily, then turned around, jumped into the hot spring pool next to him, and continued... He had already cultivated a little dragon power, so he had to continue his efforts and cultivate more dragon power!
"Luo Ping, come and dig out the core of the fire centipede, so that you won't leave a psychological shadow."
Yin Dong threw the fire centipede on the vine mountain. The fire centipede vine king that had left the water was still waving thousands of vine, but it was much less powerful than when it was in the hot spring.
Luo Ping gritted his teeth and looked at the Fire Centrifuge King, feeling that he really had to dig out its core to relieve his hatred, otherwise, he might really leave a psychological shadow.
"Thank you, Uncle Dongzi!" Luo Ping rushed forward with his palm, condensed a flame knife, and slashed at the main root of the Fire Centrifuge King. With a bang, the flame knife disintegrated, and the vine root did not even rub the skin off.
This is awkward!
Luo Ping heard Xiao Mei's "Puchi" laughter, and his handsome face was not known to be because of the hot spring water just now, or whether it was impatience, but now it was so red that it was bleeding.
After all, it was because he caused this foolish playboy to almost die? Yin Dong still felt a little guilty in his heart and gave him a conscientious suggestion: "Didn't you practice a little bit of dragon power? Use dragon power to try it."
Luo Ping didn't believe that the dragon power that had been practicing for more than 20 years was not as good as the dragon power that had been practicing for a while. However, it would be okay to try it. The trace of dragon power appeared on his fingertips and stroked his fingers. The root of the Fire Centripe Vine King was easily cut open, revealing a stream of flames.
Suddenly, Luo Ping was stunned and felt inexplicably excited.
He was not excited because he found the core of the Fire Centripe Teng King, but because of the power of the dragon, just such a small thread, was stronger than the flame knife he condensed with his blood power.
What does this mean... means that surpassing his elder brother is no longer a dream. The crown of the strongest man in the Luo family will one day be won by him!
While Luo Ping was in a daze, Xiao Mei was impatient and rushed to dig out the core of the fire centipede vine, as if she was holding a red soldering iron. She exclaimed and threw it directly to Yin Dong.
The dragon essence appeared in Yin Dong's palm, holding this shining core like fire. The spiritual object illustration in his mind gave the core a picture and a recipe, which made him a little excited, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the Monkey Ancestor who was soaked in the hot spring.
Sister Xiao was so clever. Looking at Yin Dong's expression, she guessed what he thought: "Uncle Dongzi, do you want to eat this core for the ancestor?"
When she spoke, her voice was particularly softer, sweet and charming than usual, and with a strong sense of flattery. Yin Dong glanced at her and felt that if she had a small tail for this girl, she would definitely shake like a fan.
Yin Dong shook his head, and immediately made Xiao Meizi's bright eyes dim. Alas, I was so happy.
Xiao Mei'er's expression became extremely resentful, but she didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!