Vol 3 Chapter 690: The value of the dragon

"Follow me?"

When Feng Hao heard the words of the magic dragon, he froze for a moment. The key words of the dragon made him so surprised that he said he was missing it ...

Feng Hao really couldn't figure out, in what way was he missing him?

Probably, is there a villain like this?

The dragon finally broke the seal, and if he chose to die, of course he would not do it. If you knew you would die, what else would you do?

If you are blocked, you will be blocked at least every day.

"What do you think? Can you give me face? Anyway, I am also the Devil Supreme!"

The dragon's eyes were staring at Pangu's axe in Feng Hao's hands. At this moment, he was thinking in his heart that what he lost was not Feng Hao, but reality ...

The reality is like this Pangu **** axe that he can't compete with, which can make him a broken body.

So he can only compromise with reality now.

Not far away, a few surviving mysterious immortals looked at the flattering Devil Dragon Supreme, and their heads were almost scared.

"Is this what the recorded dragon looks like?"

"I dare not confirm ..."

"I'm afraid it's a fake dragon ..."

...

Although the Xuanxian said so, their hearts are still clear. If this bald man is not a dragon, then no one will be ...

After all, how did they die just now, everyone saw it with their own eyes, this is nothing fake.

They just couldn't accept it. One of them, Feng Hao, who was just at the level of Jinxian, could let the Demon Dragon bow his head, and Feng Hao took the initiative to get the approval of Emperor.

And the axe in Feng Hao's hand looks even worse than the imperial pot of imperial demon!

How jealous of the dead!

Xiao Hei and Xiao Qiu looked at this scene cheerfully, originally worried about how to compete with the dragon, but now they are not worried.

This is one thing down one thing, a mountain is higher than a mountain!

As for Sun Wukong and the ox demon king Yang Yan, they were deeply impressed. From the bottom of my heart, I felt that being able to follow around Feng Hao was the luck of my life!

Feng Hao looked at the sincerity of Demon Dragon's face, and almost became a reluctant heart, but then thought about it, this guy's face was a villain.

It should be commonplace to go back and forth.

Maybe here to follow, maybe there will be a knife behind.

Feng Hao shook his head and said, "You don't seem to be a master willing to follow others ..."

"Where is this seat like?"

When the dragon waved his hand, he drew a mist of water, and then he saw his face reflected in the mist, and his face was full of flesh. It did not look like a good person.

The demon dragon wiped his face, then looked at Feng Hao: "How can you be judged by appearance? Anyway, it is also the owner of the artifact Pangu axe!"

"..."

Feng Hao thinks that the words of the magic dragon are reasonable. People can't look, and can't deny his determination to follow because of the appearance of the evil dragon.

However, for the sake of prudence, Feng Hao pondered, and faced the magic dragon's path: "Since your choice is to be my follower, it is not impossible, but ... you have to prove your worth!"

"value?"

The dragon felt Feng Hao was humiliating him at the time, and blushed and said, "You haven't seen such a powerful force of mine? Isn't that enough?"

Feng Hao sneered: "What about strength alone? If strength is not shown, it is not valuable ..."

Feng Hao thought that his bank account on the earth exists, so many billions, but did not spend it, it is just a string of numbers.

It's really useless!

In fact, this is also because he has no interest in money, and even ... he has no idea how much money is in his bank account.

"Is that so?"

When the dragon repeatedly chewed Feng Hao, the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. He couldn't help looking at Feng Hao and asked, "How can it be valuable?"

After Feng Hao heard the words of the magic dragon, he suddenly felt that this guy didn't look like a good person, but he seemed to be pretty good!

Since the Dragon is not to say that he had a powerful accident, do you know the whereabouts of other emperors?

Then let him find it!

"Find any other Emperor's artifact, and then surrender to the demons that the Emperor suppresses!"

Feng Hao thought that since the refining demon pot suppresses the magic dragon, other imperial tools obviously suppress many monsters.

After all, the black skeleton Gu once said that when these monsters called demons first touched the heavens, they didn't have a strong existence.

When the dragon heard Feng Hao's words, his face changed color instantly, just like swallowing thousands of piles of fly dung, and then he straightly said, "This is not good ... Why not change it? For example, if the seat changes to the body, you Sit on the head of this seat, and take you to walk around the devil world? In this way, these creatures of the demon world naturally know that this seat is your follower, how good ... Battered and killed, this seat is very disdainful. "

Xuanxian glanced at the undead body of Changding's real person, and fought the whole cold war.

This is also called scornful killing?

Don't you want to face?

Feng Hao's face was indifferent, the Pangu **** axe in his hand shocked, and a force of destruction swept across the dragon.

"I # @% ￥ ..."

The dragon could not help but swear, and the whole man was aggressive.

When you say it, do it!

It's so fierce like him ...

"Yes! Whatever you say ..." Molong started quickly.

And just when he said these words, Feng Hao immediately regained the power of Pangu ax ...

"call……"

Demon Dragon breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and wiped off the cold sweat from his head and face, at this time he realized ... how scared he was!

Feng Hao said: "If it can be done, then ... let's go!"

Feng Hao then withdrew the Pangu **** axe, and the consciousness swayed the core light group of the refining demon pot. Suddenly a stream of light burst out of the originally collapsed ruins.

It was a pot full of green light.

After the Xuanxian saw the green pot, they all air-conditioned and exclaimed: "Refining the demon pot body!"

When the Demon Dragon saw the Refining Pot, it looked very ugly and resentful.

After all, for anyone else, I have been suppressed by the demon monster pot for many years, and now I will definitely have infinite grievances!

The core of the refining demon pot and the refining demon pot merged into one, forming a bronze pot the size of a palm, and fell into Feng Hao's hands.

"This kid is my natural enemy, my nemesis ..."

When the dragon saw Feng Hao's two artifacts in his hand, the distressed ones were almost bleeding, this time he became more clear. For the rest of his life, I am afraid that Feng Xue is all Feng Hao.

At the same time, Xiaohei and Xiaoqiu saw that there was no threat from the Devil Dragon. Xiaohei carried the ball and landed beside Feng Hao.

Xiao Hei turned back to a cute look, standing with Feng Qiu to the left and right, standing on Feng Hao's shoulders.

Sun Wukong and the Demon King, as well as Yang Yan and Xiaotian Dog, all rushed over and said one by one: "Feng Hao ...

Emperor Feng ... "

When the bald demon dragon heard the emperor, the whole person was bad at that time. Would it be too hasty to call Fenghao the emperor?

Xiandi ... What a distant journey!