Chapter 1297： I have to call me brother Sheng

"Xiaoxianwei, pretend to be hurt." Zhu Minglang told the nine-tailed dragon to pretend to be pitiful while instructing Xiao Jiuwei to unload the mountain dragon.

Xiao Jiuwei is also very smart. When the moving mountain dragon turned and swept, it deliberately used its own tail to fly away, causing the effect of being hit hard by the moving mountain dragon, and then prepared it in advance and contained it. The fruit in the mouth was crushed, and a big mouthful of bright red fruit pulp came out!

"It's dying!" Peng Shao was overjoyed when he saw this scene.

Nine-tailed dragons belong to the slender dragon species and cannot withstand any blows, especially the powerful type such as the moving mountain dragon, which only needs to be hit once or twice, which is basically crippled!

So Peng Shao ordered to move the mountain dragon to chase after victory.

The moving mountain dragon stumbled and was dismantled so many parts, it even smashed into the nine-tailed dragon like a landslide, and the surrounding sea shook with the loud noise.

The islands of competition are all suppressed by spells, and the destructive power from battles inside will be greatly reduced. As a **** child-level mountain moving dragon, naturally it has the ability to easily destroy ocean islands.

This time it attacked, like the mountains fluctuating violently, the nine-tailed dragon appeared to be limping, panicking not knowing where to flee, and when it moved the mountain dragon to vent all its power, the nine-tailed dragon Suddenly it turned into a soft silk, and escaped gracefully from the blasting offensive of the moving mountain dragon.

Afterwards, the nine tails raised high, gathered into a thick nine-tailed hammer, and slammed down on the few remaining parts of the dragon!

"Boom!!!"

The body of the moving mountain dragon was torn apart, like a piece of falling rock, and it was no longer a dragon.

This time, moving the mountain dragon can no longer get up.

"Your move to the mountain dragon is quite patience, and it has been handed over." Zhu Minglang said to Peng Shao.

Peng Shao was so angry that he almost won.

"You are lucky, but you narrowly beat me, and Nine Tails are injured. I want to see how you win later. Isn't it the same as me in the end?" Peng Shao said.

The winner will continue to compete.

There are only a hundred disciples in the inner sect.

However, there were thousands of outer disciples who participated in the inner sect competition.

Winning a game is just to eliminate half of the people, and then you will have to win more games before you can become an inner disciple.

"Peng Shao was killed, wouldn't it be that one of the hundred inner disciples has been vacated!"

"Yeah, yeah, originally Zhu Lang and Peng Shao had a good chance, but the two of them bumped into each other and caused a loss for both, and it would be very difficult to win the subsequent battle!"

"Good luck from the sky, if there is a strong collision in the future, it will be equivalent to several more places!"

"It seems like you rookies have a chance. Even if a few powerful players accidentally lose the election, someone accidentally wins a few games, but the more you get to the back, the more terrifying the selected strength will be. The strong will be out of luck. Lost, but the weak can never be lucky enough to win all the time." said a woman who couldn't even cover her body in a loose robe.

With blazing red lips and pink and white muscles, this outer disciple is very famous in Biluodao, mainly because of her amazing figure, which has always been the object of male disciples' discussion after eating and drinking. During the big class in Yinting, she sat The male disciple behind her has never seen a teacher in his eyes, only the sultry on the futon.

However, this woman also made some sense.

Under this kind of competition, the strong may lose, but the weak may not be selected.

But the strong one loses the election this time, you can wait another three months, there are four competitions a year, it is impossible to lose every year.

…

The competition was arranged very tightly, and Zhu Minglang only took a short rest and was placed in the competition of the winner group.

In order to enter the inner gate of the Southern Heavenly Court, many disciples of the outer gate were willing to go out.

In the second round of the winner group competition, I wish Minglang good luck.

His opponent is a fairly small and well-known outer disciple, but because this outer disciple eats Hesai to his dragon beast, the promotion of the dragon beast fails, and the cultivation base is lowered, and he can’t digest it. Danger of exploding organs.

So this battle was easily won.

Anxious to seek success, pull out the seedlings and encourage them, the risk is also very high. Even the son of luck like Zhu Minglang has experienced failures.

"If you are lucky, let your nine-tailed dragon have time to heal and rest, but in the third round, you will feel better!" Peng Shao saw that Zhu Minglang won again, and he couldn't help being a little jealous.

"After I became an inner disciple, you have to call me senior, and you should be polite when speaking to seniors." Zhu Minglang said.

"Your Nine-Tailed Dragon is so badly hurt, why enter the inner door and laugh to death, let's wait for the next season!"

In the third round, Zhu Minglang discovered that his opponent was a demigod dragon shepherd.

It just happened that there was no need to let the Nine-Tailed Dragon go, and Zhu Minglang summoned the Chongwang Dragon.

"A king-level necromancer?" said Qiu Hua, an outer disciple who had been on duty with Zhu Minglang, "Is your Nine Tails so wounded that they can't fight? Why don't you just give up?"

"There is no need to give up." Zhu Minglang said.

"It seems that you are underestimating me, Junior Brother Zhu Lang." Qiu Hua said.

…

After a stick of incense.

…

"Concession." Zhu Minglang said.

Qiu Hua was crying with a sad face.

He couldn't figure out why his demigod dragon was not against the opponent's highest dragon king.

…

In the fourth round, Zhu Minglang's luck was still very good. He was a slippery fish below the **** child level. Like Qiu Hua, he was a demigod.

Zhu Minglang will still send Chongwang Dragon on the battlefield. In the battle concept of Chongwang Dragon, I don't know what level is.

Don’t say it’s a demi-god-level dragon. If it’s a god-level moon yao, or a god-level corona, it will also rush up. The dragon has died so many times. The worst result is another Die once.

The opponent in the fourth round is also considered to have strength. Its semi-god Shenlong is also of a high-level bloodline, and its strength is no less inferior to some Shenlong children.

The Chongwang Dragon was defeated several times, but all came back to life with the wings of the Darkbeard, and then fought again with this high-blooded Shenlong.

After fighting for a long time, the other party realized that Zhu Minglang still had a wounded nine-tailed dragon, and he was going to lose no matter what, and finally had to give in.

"In the coming year, I will compete with you in the inner disciple's competition!" Shen Long's master said.

"Acceptance." Zhu Minglang nodded.

Chongwanglong was very unhappy, and he was clearly unsure of the outcome, so why did he end the battle.

Shouldn't it be where the other party can't get up?

Shen Long was also very unhappy. Normally, other dragons were completely dead after being beaten like that. The rebirth ability possessed by this Chongwang dragon is really outrageous!