The dragon finally made up this decision.

Things like Dragon Ball are usually not borrowed, but they are quite private things after all.

If fellow Daoist Ba Song can really prove that he has a seven-yuan baby, he will be able to get the help of his dragon ball - this is definitely a Ba Song's honor!

This is the first time it has decided to borrow its own dragon ball to use.

If it weren't for Bai Sheng's sake, a hundred Ba Songs wouldn't have the chance to get its dragon ball here!

However, after listening to Sister Bailong's translation, Song Shuhang did not show a similar expression of "happiness".

He said seriously: "It's better... don't. A Shiliu and Sister Bailong are familiar with me, so it's okay to give birth to Nascent Soul with their strength. But if you combine the dragon ball of Senior Dragon, it will make me feel weird. After all, we have to combine with each other to give birth to Nascent Soul."

There were electric arcs clattering on the dragon's horn above the dragon's head, and beautiful electric flowers burst out.

It really wanted to cut Ba Song's brain and see what the structure of this guy's brain circuit was, which made Long very annoyed.

After the translation, the translator, Sister Bai Long sighed deeply.

She stretched out her little claws again, and a brain crashed and bounced away the head that had just been glued back from Song Shuhang.

"Stop being naughty, do your business well. Show your seven golden elixirs out, don't be too lazy, otherwise be careful I will bounce your head away." Sister Bailong's gentle voice then rang.

Su Shiliu trotted over and picked up Song Shuhang's head.

"Sister Bailong, you have already bounced away in my head." Song Shuhang sighed and said, "The threat can actually be placed before the action, really."

A Shiliu laughed and tiptoed to stick his head back again.

The dragon in the air is in a happy mood - whenever Ba Song's head is bounced away, it feels refreshing from the corner to the tail.

Senior Bai on the side tapped his chin with the end of his pen, revealing a thoughtful look.

Song Shuhang, Shenlong, Bailong Sister, and A Shiliu formed a "special cycle chain".

Song Shuhang is responsible for skin, Shenlong is responsible for anger, Bailong sister is responsible for punishment, A Shiliu is responsible for sticking Shuhang back, Shenlong is responsible for joy.

Therefore, the dragon will be in the vicious cycle of "annoyed-pleasant-annoyed-annoyed-annoyed-annoyed-annoyed".

Before we knew it, its favorability with everyone has increased sharply.

"Maybe this is the meaning of the existence of the Kuang Dao Sanlang Dao in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'?" Senior Bai thought.

Having said that, Sanlang has also come to the "Beast Cultivation Realm" recently?

Don't know what he is doing now?

On the side, Sister Bailong's gentle voice sounded again: "The last warning, stop being slapped, I will peel you again!"

"Uh..." Song Shuhang grabbed his head.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend.

So, he looked up at the dragon.

The dragon looked back at him too.

"So senior, I will prove myself as agreed." Song Shuhangdao.

Well, although I am not very familiar with Senior Shenlong now, friendship can be made up for later. After the matter is over, add a friend and contact me more. Let’s borrow the power of Dragon Ball first.

In addition, it is actually easy to prove that you have seven golden elixirs.

Song Shuhang had an idea.

Then, a 'serrated knife wheel' appeared beside him.

"The life wheel of the sixth-grade true master?" Shenlong said, and it could see that Song Shuhang's life wheel was composed of eight serrated swords.

But this thing does not prove that Song Shuhang has the "eight golden elixirs".

"Yes, the life wheel." Song Shuhang replied: "One golden elixir and one life wheel."

While speaking, seven more life wheels kept emerging from Song Shuhang.

The "sword wheel" composed of broadswords, the "page wheel" composed of metal pages, the spherical "ball wheel" composed of spiral swords, the "gear" superimposed by sharp gears, the "circle wheel" composed of eight small circles, and the last octagonal life wheel with unique style - every corner of this octagonal life wheel seems to be linked to cause and effect.

The dragon beside him was stunned.

Seven life wheels with different attributes are constantly spinning around Song Shuhang.

As long as Song Shuhang's thoughts move, the seven life wheels can strike the enemy like a storm.

"How did you install seven golden elixirs in your dantian?" Shenlong felt that his worldview was impacted: "Are you not afraid of exploding your body?"

"I'm not afraid, it's not that I haven't exploded." Song Shuhang waved his hand, and there was a faint smell of wind and clouds in every move.

Dragon: “…”

"And, I don't put all my golden elixirs in my natal dantian. My seven small golden elixirs are located in the seven small dantians." Song Shuhang replied.

The dragon suddenly found the key point: "Then in your natal dantian?"

"Well, there is also a fat golden elixir that can't move, but it is quite special and has not condensed the life wheel yet." Song Shuhang replied.

Shenlong frowned, and was extremely confused inside, and couldn't help asking, "How did you do it?"

Although it knows that it shouldn't ask this question itself.

Such practice can be said to be extremely private, and maybe it is the trump card of a monk.

Asking about privacy in this kind of practice is as rude as asking ordinary people directly what big pants and forks others are wearing today.

But it's really curious.

Curiosity will not only kill cats, but also dragons.

"If I say, I will practice and they will come out, do you believe it?" Song Shuhang replied with a very honest look.

"I believe in ghosts!" Shenlong opened his mouth and looked at Song Shuhang with a dragon ball.

A dragon ball with illusory beauty was stuck on Song Shuhang's face, and directly covered his head.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Look, this is life.

You have to lose your head when you are skinned.

You have to lose your head when you are not skinny.

Even when you are honest, you still have to lose your head.

You have to lose your head everywhere in life!

This is how honest people suffer losses everywhere.

But this time.

Song Shuhang's head...

After all, it has not been implemented.

The Su Shiliu next to him seemed to be prepared.

At the moment when Dragon Ball is muffled.

She moved horizontally and came behind Song Shuhang, quickly tiptoed, jumped gently, and cleverly pushed Song Shuhang's head back like a volleyball.

Xiao Shiliu is getting cute.

"Beautiful." Sister Bailong praised A Shiliu.

"Full marks." Senior Bai nodded and agreed.

The dragon in the sky is another wave of new pleasure.

Although his head did not fall off, he was also very happy to see fellow Daoist Ba Song's head being hit as a ball.

Song Shuhang reached out and straightened his head, saying, "So, sometimes no one believes the truth."

"Well, this is true." Senior Bai testified to Song Shuhang: "In terms of the Seven Golden Pills, Shuhang is indeed dead, and the Seven Golden Pills came out."

"Aren't you practicing?" Shenlong asked back.

"The same meaning." Senior Bai came to Song Shuhang and signaled him to open his hand.

Song Shuhang stretched out his right hand in confusion.

The next moment, Senior Bai opened his mouth and he spit out a dragon ball.

Song Shuhang: "!!!"

Senior Bai can do the skill of spitting dragon balls?
Chapter completed!