C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

The latest website: If you ignore the chilling hollow eyes in La Dong's sunken eye sockets, the shape of this little dragon is actually a bit cute.

There are so many ultimate creatures that they have encountered recently, and they almost forgot that there are such small dragons in the dragon family.

Let this kind of thing guard the "Golden Apple", no wonder it will be lost.

After the next generation challenged the king of the earth and the mountain, there were also warriors who wanted to break ground on the head of the Yada.

Chu Zihang's eyes were vigilant. If that ancient dragon doesn't have Alzheimer's, there must be something wrong with this Ladon.

"break!"

The face paralyzed sent out a majestic flame column that turned red and black, and attacked Ladon without warning.

In the scorching flames, the invincible Ladon fell. As soon as he finished calling his name, he fell down at an extraordinary speed.

What the hell...is it an empty city plan? Ladong is the guqin used on the city gate platform to increase the force?

"My name, Radon. You just destroyed my oldest body."

"My name, Radon."

"Ladong." "Ladong." "Ladong."  …

The different roars differed from each other in timbre, but the pitch was the same.

A group of Ladong vibrated their dragon wings, shook off the soil from their bodies, and surrounded Chu Zihang and Xia Mi from all sides.

"This is the real hundred-headed dragon, Ladon."

"You slaughtered your own race and made this kind of thing?"

Xia Mi / Yemenga is unbelievable. She has always been kind (indecisive), let alone Fenrir, and she didn't execute anything like Managalm who led the way.

The soldiers of the Ladon Legion were of different sizes, but without exception, they were covered with gray dragon scales, and there was only an endless sense of emptiness in their golden pupils.

"The people of the wind used to be curious about why some dragons can have multiple different souls, and why they can quickly learn high-level word spirits of different lineages. Driven by this curiosity, we have done a lot of interesting things. attempt."

Yemenga was a little nervous. It's not her fault that she has a strong learning ability, it's natural.

"The only semi-successful case of this project is the imitator Hermes. He has a very strong imitation ability, and he has obtained a variety of speech spirits through the implantation of alchemy circuits.

What a lucky guy. But experiments, there will always be some unexpected failures. "

The smiling Aiolos patted the little head of a Ladon, this unfortunate failure.

"Hell, it's not the Legion, they are..."

"These are all Ladon, a part of him. Ladon can also create multiple independent souls, but his imitation ability is too poor. He can only invade the spirits of other creatures and force them to become his own.

After a long time, Ladon's spirit became a mess, and the bloodline could not be advanced again. He was afraid of forgetting who he was, so he kept talking about Ladon, Ladon or something..."

Every time Gu Long uttered a word, his voice became stronger and stronger.

The withered body of Aiolos was like a dry sponge, and the power and force filled the sponge from the pores along with a huge amount of air.

He briefly regained the dragon body of his youth, tall and burly, a perfect fusion of majesty and grace. The rotten body cracked and fell off, turning into a fading shell.

"You will die."

"I just feel a pity, it's a pity that there is no way to hatch a complete dragon body. But at least let me sacrifice my life for the new era of the king with a decent attitude!"

With a bang, it was like an umbrella rib opening in a rainstorm, the cocoon-broken butterfly opened its newborn wings, and the priest Aiolos spread his dragon wings to vibrate the fiery dragon blood and rushed towards the throne of the earth.

The pupil of the wind king was compressed into a gray-white tornado, and the storm that swept it was like a long whip, and it was like a stab.

Not a wind king's pupil, but a dozen, dozens. Ladon synchronously controlled all the shells to release gray-white storms. The intertwined storms were giant snakes that devoured everything, and dragons with countless heads.

All the elements here became Ladon's servants, and he successfully approached the effect of the monarch's power with the crushing quantity and perfectly coordinated operation.

Dozens of entwined gray and white tornadoes are like a hundred monsters born in a hurricane.

"sorry."

A low, hollow voice.

In order to suppress Ladon's ability to "replicate himself", he was once killed to the point where only his only body was left, and he was forced to fall into a deep sleep.

But when Li Wuyue called the ethnic group, she did not rule out Ladong. At that moment, Aiolos understood the essence of this war, and this was their last battlefield.

The monsters formed by the storm filled the sky, and the ancient dragon with red eyes and muscles was attacking from low altitude.

Maybe, really can't beat it. In fact, if you lose, you get used to losing.

"Don't run! You are obviously very strong, why do you always want to retreat?"

"You idiot human, be quiet!"

Xia Mi was having an emergency meeting in his mind, and Lord Yemengade quickly proposed to retreat, stun Chu Zihang and retreat, and retreat together after speaking harshly.

"Little Xia Mi, you don't understand. The longer life is, the more afraid of death... There are still many lives worth experiencing in this world, and there is an infinite future. How can you bet your life here?

Why start a war for the emptiness of the throne... Everything I do is just to live with my brother and continue to live well. "

Xia Mi was stunned, the hair on the top of her head swayed from side to side.

"You, are you the Dragon King?"

"I'm just Yemengad. The emperor always yearns for longevity, but the longevity is not destined to pursue the throne."

Xia Mi was shocked by Lord Ye's sincerity. In the corner of the conference table, an inconspicuous Hungarian man raised his big hand.

"Didn't you also be the emperor?"

"That's just because I want to marry Honoria as a wife! And after I died, the empire collapsed directly. One of my subordinates is all two or five bastards!"

Ah yes. The dragon is gone.

"Are you now, Xia Mi or Yemengade?"

Facial paralysis asked in a low voice, interrupting the brain meeting.

After learning the truth, Chu Zihang was somewhat embarrassed, especially the blood burst. He once believed that he had a special constitution to resist the side effects of the blood burst, just like the principal who lived for more than a hundred years.

It turned out that he was thinking too simply.

"Well, both. I Xia... Yermengaard, have the upper hand!"

Chu Zihang's facial muscles twitched. He was most afraid of trouble, but fate made him encounter the most trouble.

"Lend me your power. We will defeat them quickly."

After thinking again and again, Facial Paralysis decided to borrow it.

Luo Yin once said that he borrowed (rubbing) on ​​the basis of his ability, which is not ashamed.

"Lord Yemengarde, fight for love! Warrior of love, Yemengarde!"

Xia Mi raised her small fist, and Yemenga gave her a punch without hesitation, and then sighed helplessly.

The fiery flames collided with the towering mountains, and the dark red magma turned into flowing armor.

After the majestic transformation was over, Chu Zihang discovered a serious problem. Xia Mi lost Yemengarde's protection and stood on the side, lonely, weak and helpless.

"I, run very fast."

Chu Zihang pulled out the pitch-black Gramer, turned it into a meteor that rose from the ground, and slammed into the roaring Aiolos.

And Xia Mi struggled to survive in the eyes of the wind king that bloomed everywhere, like a desperate little white rabbit. Really harmonious and pleasant cooperation.

The high-temperature magma eroded the strong dragon body of Aiolos, and he collided with Gramer with his dragon claws, and there was no hesitation in his eyes.

The aging body burst out with abnormal regenerative power, and the frantically replicating and dividing cells filled the damage caused by the battle.

Ladong manipulated the body and head of the wind snake to continuously bombard Chu Zihang's magma armor. The wind snake continued to die and regenerate, and the body of the hundred-headed dragon did not shrink at all.

The weak wind, as long as it accumulates to an extraordinary level, can also tear steel.

The evil dragon incarnated by the storm devoured Chu Zihang's Word Spirit Domain. Even if Chu Zihang burned a Ladon to ashes, the monster seemed to be unaffected.

It is impossible for him to defeat the army of dozens of Radons until he has eliminated Aiolos who were fighting head-on.

"I have to turn on the blood burst."

"Open it, open it."

Lord Yemengarde said he was used to it.

The ultimate bloodline has been further improved and entered the field that Aiolos can only hope for.

A sword slashed horizontally, two tornadoes were broken and annihilated, and Aiolos escaped the blow of a sudden increase in power in the state of time zero.

"Keep fighting! Bury me before sunrise!"

Aiolos laughed wildly, and his body that was close to collapsing faced the enemy's blade again.

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"I'm not perfect. I can only stand in front of you if I devour all my beloved compatriots.

Now I am the closest to a perfect life. The blood of my countrymen wailed in my veins, and I could hear their sorrowful songs.

So sad, yet so excited, so unbearably excited..."

This guy is sick.

Constantine was already annoyed at being challenged by a subspecies.

And Anemii has been talking non-stop since just now. His neutral face was half happy and half sad, blood and tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, and his whole body trembled in excitement and grief.

What the dragons say to each other before the battle is a quick agreement, but Constantine has never seen so much.

Anemii used the narrative technique of positive narration, flashbacks, and interludes, as well as emotional description, detailed description, and environmental description, making it like a literary creation.

Oh, Constantine got it. He wanted to delay time, for fear that he would lose face if he lost too quickly.

"Fight or not? I already know that you are very sad, but you are still very weak after eating your brother. After you lose, you will be even more sad."

The majestic metal dragon body was assembled, and the metal tentacles connected to Constantine's body and sucked him into the cavity of the alchemy cell structure.

"If you don't hit me, I will acquiesce you to admit defeat. I'm busy on my way."

Anemii's expression distorted at this moment.

Every ounce of beauty on his face turned into several times of hideousness and anger in an instant.

Constantine whispered something in his heart. After his brother passed away, what was more important than grief was to inherit his sword and become stronger than him.

The red dragon swung its long tail, and the fully activated fury waved a flag of flame in the dragon-shaped lively roar.

The strong wind collided with the flames, and Anemii blocked the dragon-toothed giant blade. If he dies miserably, he should not devour his fellow man.

Pride and jealousy, carrying the mighty power of a mountain, fell from the sky, crushing Anemii to the ground.

"Your information about me is out of date."

The metal connecting rod perfectly transmits every ounce of Constantine's power, and the huge metal dragon body is the perfect user of the Seven Deadly Sins.

The seven-handed swords slashed Anemii's vital points one after another along with the dancing body of the metal red dragon. Anemii, who was crushed in strength, dodged the follow-up offensive at the critical moment.

In the space where the giant sword swept, buildings broke and collapsed, and trees burned to ashes.

The air was twisted and the ground melted in the high temperature. Anemii could only dodge the violent crush of the Dragon King with difficulty.

"Don't look down on me..."

The red-hot sword interrupted Anemii's speech.

"Continue to escape, do your best until you are reduced to ashes."

Anemii vaguely heard the most bitter curse of his compatriots against him.

They obviously dedicated all their strength, but they only created a weak existence like you, and they have no power to fight back in front of the Dragon King.

He did not escape. He wanted to show Constantine the pride of the Wind Race.

Anemii, who was fleeing at high speed, suddenly changed his mode of action and used all his powers to give orders to the wind element, creating a spectacular vacuum field. Its edges are sharper than a spinning blade, and its interior is as pure as the stars.

Anemii gritted her teeth so hard that she almost crushed them, and charged towards the burning red dragon with the consciousness of losing her life.

And Constantine showed a smile that the plan was successful. That guy Luo Yin is a devil.

Everything just now was to completely anger Anemii. He didn't like to taunt people in battle, and talking trash would only make him feel ashamed.

The biggest advantage of Fenglong is speed. If he has been fighting guerrillas at high speed, Constantine is very likely to be dragged here.

Luo Yin felt that Anemii's mental state was abnormal, and the "aggressive method that only children can be fooled" might have a miraculous effect on him.

Constantine seized the fleeting opportunity, and the field of alchemy skyrocketed to the extreme, and the huge body of the Chilong carried out a frontal and violent crushing of Anemii, who had lost his calm.

Within two seconds, the dust-free land was shattered, Anemii's arms were shattered, and the membrane wings were burned in a large area in the high temperature.

Noticing that there was nothing in the golden pupils of the red dragon, looking at the fool's eyes, he seemed to understand something.

Anemii turned on Time Zero to avoid the big explosion made by Jun Yan, but after the dragon's body was seriously damaged, his speed was not as good as before.

......

"They seem to be playing very lively. The sky and the wind family are really good."

Luo Yin's whole body was covered with pure white dragon scales, and he greeted Li Wuyue politely.

Li Wuyue lost an eye, and the thing suspected to be the World Tree was growing well, and the holy spear Mistertin also recovered as before. Are you and Odin really not twins?

"It's impossible for you to get any support. After you die, your soul may be recovered by the tree."

Li Wuyue stepped on the steps of the cathedral and descended step by step.

"The girl next to you, is she ambushing around? Naive idea."

The evolutionaries headed by Veronica and Oberto formed a neat formation in the sky behind Li Wuyue. According to Li Wuyue's gesture instructions, they began to conduct a carpet search around the surroundings.

"Before starting the fight, can you please satisfy my curiosity. Is it your weakness that you can't fight continuously?"

"That's right~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Wuyue admitted it generously.

"There is a flaw in my soul that prevents me from fully controlling the activation of the dragon's blood.

My strength is a bit like the moon, changing back and forth between round and short. The more power I wield, the faster I go from full moon to waning.

In the most silent state of soul and dragon blood, I can only be forced to fall into a deep sleep, and the strength is not as good as that of ordinary humans. "

Luo Yin's face slowly turned ugly. Li Wuyue will tell him this fatal weakness, which means that this weakness no longer exists.

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ps. Pharyngitis is too serious, and the update volume is forced to pull the crotch. Subscriptions have also been miserable recently, which is probably a test for coders.

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