"Hmph, since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Hong waved his hand, and the surrounding dragons moved towards Fu Yunwei.

Although Fu Yun's cultivation was higher than that of Long other than Ling Hong, he was already bruised.

After a few strokes, I couldn't hold it anymore.

As soon as he picked up Naga, he turned around and was about to run into the Symphony Demon Forest.

Entering the Symphony Demon Forest may also be a dead end, but in the end it is better than the current desperate situation.

Ling Hong, who had been watching coldly, sneered.

Opening his mouth slightly, a dragon chant suddenly came out of his mouth.

Ka la la la—the terrifying sound of freezing spread from under his feet.

In an instant, Fu Yunmai's feet were frozen as he walked towards the Symphony Demon Forest.

The line of ice extended to the periphery of the Symphony Demon Forest and stopped immediately.

No dragon would be so stupid as to provoke the Yaozhi in the Symphony Demon Forest.

Otherwise, it would be a dead end if attacked by the entire forest demon plant.

Fu Yun found that his feet were frozen, and quickly urged the demon force to break free.

But it was just this momentary time to break free, but Ling Hong's attack had already arrived.

The long sword slashed out fiercely with a severe cold air.

Wherever the cold wind went, the branches and branches of the trees were all frozen into ice and shattered into slag.

Even the air seemed to be frozen solid at this moment.

Fu Yun shielded Naga behind him, raised his knife to barely block the attack, but spurted a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the tree behind Fu Yun fell down with a rattling sound due to the attack of sword energy and ice.

"Uncle Fu Yun!" Naga exclaimed and supported Fu Yun.

Ling Hong laughed loudly: "Fu Yun, with that attack just now, I have cut off a lot of your dragon tendons. I'm afraid you can't even lift the knife in your hand, right? I want to see how you can protect yourself. Your princess Naga!"

"Princess Naga, don't struggle any more, follow me back obediently!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Hong kicked Fu Yun away, and was about to grab Naga.

"Uncles, if you are arguing, can you not disturb others' sleep?"

Suddenly a crisp boy's voice sounded, making Ling Hong's movements stop in place.

He looked up in astonishment, only to find a little boy about ten years old coming out from the top of the big tree that had just fallen.

The little boy's appearance is so exquisite and beautiful that people can't help but be amazed and dazed.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, shining with purple light, seems to be able to suck in the soul of people.

But the strange thing is that the little boy obviously doesn't look like an adult, but there is no dragon horn on his head.

Watching the little boy slowly do it while holding a strange monster.

Even though he was young, the aura exuded from his body seemed to be Wang Xun patrolling his territory.

Ling Hong was stunned by this scene and didn't recover for a long time.

It wasn't until the little boy approached that he suddenly came back to his senses and yelled angrily, "Where did you come from, the little dragon, who dares to be arrogant in front of your grandfather? I think you don't want to die, do you?"

Guoguo looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a crisp childish voice: "But I think you are the one who is courting death!"

"Ha...haha, you said I was the one who wanted to die?" Ling Hong seemed to have heard the funniest joke.

Naga on the side cried, "Brother Xiaolong, hurry up, or they will kill you."

Guoguo glanced at Naga with a half-smile.

Naga's weeping expression froze, and he felt as if his thoughts had been seen through by him.