"Don't play so many tricks, I'm here to challenge you today." Qin Cheng stood on the back of the man and shook his head.

"Or, you can give me this towering ancient tree to a few days, and I will go out soon, and it will be yours at that time."

"You are so angry. I've been sitting cross-legged for ten years. I'll put this position in you with just one word?"

The little white dragon sneered, his body shook, and he also rushed towards Qincheng.

Even if you don’t use spiritual energy, the strong wind that shakes in the air when the little white dragon flies by, makes people feel tingling on their faces, and the air is also shaking endlessly.

Although Qin Cheng spoke flamboyantly, he did not underestimate his opponent in his heart.

No matter what this guy said, he is a descendant of the dragon clan. Even if he does not practice, the power of the Taoist body is not comparable to that of an ordinary monster, let alone that he is a talented person in the demon clan in the Demon Realm Mountains.

The two of them instantly fought each other. Although they were just a simple collision of fists and feet, the void was shaken, like the sound of thunder, constantly resounding in all directions.

In this area, both the demon clan and the human monks held their breath and watched all this without turning their eyes.

The matter is not only related to Qin Cheng and Xiao Bailong, but also to every monk in the Baiwu Prison.

"This guy has a very hard Taoist body. Is this the talent of the descendants of the dragon clan?"

During the fight, Qin Cheng frowned slightly, and he also clearly felt that the little white dragon was different from the strong man he had dealt with before, Wang Huyi and others.

As soon as they came up, the level of tempering of the Taoist bodies between the two was comparable, and Qin Cheng did not take any advantage.

On the other hand, Xiao Bailong was even more shocked than Qin Cheng.

You should know that you are a dragon clan, and your natural body is far superior to other demon clans, let alone human cultivators.

As a result, facing Qin Cheng, whose cultivation level was one stage lower than that of him, he could not gain any advantage by relying on his physical strength alone.

After the two fists collided, they retreated at the same time.

"It seems that I will show my true skills to deal with you."

A smile appeared on the corner of the little white dragon's mouth.

"I didn't expect that I could meet such an interesting human monk in prison."

"Stop talking nonsense, just do whatever you want." Qin Cheng said calmly.

The little white dragon hummed and rushed towards Qincheng again.

The two fought again, but no matter how Xiao Bailong changed his strategy and used his methods, Qin Cheng remained as motionless as a mountain and did not reveal any flaws.

On the contrary, as time passed, the little white dragon gradually became anxious, and with the weak force, it gradually changed from an offensive to a defensive.

"How is this possible? Why is this guy so exquisite? Is it more experienced than I have grown up with fighting since childhood?"

"Isn't this person a monk? Using magic and controlling spiritual energy should be his strength. Why is he more powerful than me in terms of what monsters should be good at?"

The little white dragon was unbelievable, and being constantly pressed and beaten by Qin Cheng made him feel more and more depressed.

But how could he know that Qin Cheng was born on Blue Star and was not from the upper realm continent.

In the early stage of starting the practice, Qin Cheng contacted no immortal cultivators, but all of them were warriors.

After fighting with warriors, Qin Cheng relied on spiritual energy to gain the upper hand, but he also mastered many martial artists' skills and methods.

To put it simply, it means not relying on spiritual energy.

This time, Qin Cheng knew he was going to enter the prison, so he made a lot of preparations outside. He practiced in the refining space for several days and picked up the things he had left behind before.

Even though the little white dragon has been fighting among monsters since childhood, it has relied more on spiritual energy to fight. Now that there is no spiritual energy, there is a difference in any case.

Bang!

Xiao Bailong was beaten to Qin Cheng and his body was directly beaten out.

It hit the formation light curtain in the air before it stopped and landed on the ground.

"Young Master Chilong is not the opponent of this human being?"

It was hard for everyone in the demon clan to believe that the two of them were knocked away until the end.

On the other hand, Wang Huyi and others were excited and shouted loudly.

roar!

Feeling the emotions of the people around him, the little white dragon turned red and shouted loudly.

In anger, even the sound became the original sound of the dragon roar.

He rushed towards Qincheng again. This time, a circle of light was already flowing from the little white dragon's body, and it was the dragon blood in his body, surging and boiling.

As the dragon's blood flowed, the little white dragon's breath power continued to become stronger, and wherever it passed, the spiritual energy that was directly surging.

"No, the blood burning in his body is equivalent to using spiritual energy. He is definitely not a law."

"Are you guarding, this person is experiencing aura, why don't you come here!"

Seeing this scene, many human monks were shocked and shouted loudly.

White mist surged around, and several figures rushed into it from a distance and came towards the little white dragon.

However, the little white dragon used the dragon's blood and the speed was always faster than these people coming.

In the blink of an eye, the little white dragon had already arrived in front of Qincheng.

Then a punch was blown out, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the spiritual energy was stimulating.

boom!

A large amount of white fog surged, and sand and stones flew on the ground, covering everything.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng!"

Liu Quan and others couldn't help but scream in fear. Under the move of Xiaobailong, Qin Cheng was afraid that he would suffer a severe injury, and his cultivation might even be destroyed due to this.

"Everyone pushes it away, those who are close to it will kill you!"

However, before Liu Quan and others could run over to rescue him, the guards of Baiwu Prison had already flew here.

With a loud shout of thunder, the cold-light spiritual sword was unsheathed.

More than a dozen guardian monks who were not affected by the formations here fell and dispersed the monks on both sides who were ready to move.

Then, the prison guard fell into the air with a cold face, and grabbed the spiritual energy turbulent flow as everyone bowed.

The central area where the two fought was gradually exposed to everyone.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and hundreds of eyes were gathered in the same area.

Then, everyone was stunned and their faces were shocked.

In the field, the little white dragon was covered in blood, half kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, and his eyes were filled with horror.

At this time, he seemed to have just witnessed something extremely terrifying. Not only did he lose his fighting spirit, but he also did not dare to look at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng stood in front of him, his clothes were not damaged at all. His arms slowly retracted and he let out a breath of turbid air.

"Take this person away."

The prison guard also had an accident flashed across his eyes, and he pointed at the little white dragon. The two guards stepped forward and took away the little white dragon who was a little lost.

"Dragon energy, how could he have a dragon energy that is stronger than me?"

It was not until this time that the little white dragon came to his senses and looked back at Qin Cheng's back, with countless doubts and shocks surging in his heart.

He was not beaten to kneel down by Qin Cheng, but that move, and he didn't even touch Qin Cheng's body.

When I mobilized the dragon's blood, a red phantom even appeared behind me.
Chapter completed!