Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Crack!"

A flash of thunder flashed, Roger tried hard to divert his eyes, but when Yinlong opened his eyes, he still couldn't control his body and looked up.

Without the imagined tyranny, Yinlong's eyes ooze with bright light, making people dare not look directly. Through that light, Roger could not see the emotions in the eyes of this terrifying creature.

At this time, the dragon's roar became louder and louder, and the blood splashed from the gaps in the scales fell from the sky like rain.

The distance between Roger and the Barbarian Sword Master was relatively far, but the air was completely enveloped by the power of qi and blood, and the Barbarian Sword Master was completely suppressed.

At this moment, clusters of rays of light lit up in all directions of the entire palace, and these rays of light rose into the sky and converged on the silver dragon floating in the air.

The injury on Yinlong's body is recovering quickly, and even the blood that falls on the ground has a tendency to flow back.

Seeing this scene, Roger could no longer control the greed in his heart.

The building that the Shadow Hut assimilated was just below the dragon's body, and when there was no sound, the shadow elder's body emerged from the shadows.

At this point Roger gave only one order.

Absorb, as much as possible to absorb the dragon blood gathered on the ground!

This part of blood is obviously not the purest part of Yinlong's body, but even so, the energy contained in it is unimaginable.

What's more, the rank of this giant dragon is obviously very high, and now that she has been hit so hard, Roger has no way of speculating about her rank.

However, this should be the only creature that Roger has encountered so far in terms of physical fitness, and can match or even surpass the shadow elder.

As a blood-sucking creature, blood is the source of the Shadow Elder's power.

Before that, Roger had not tried it, but other blood was a bit too low for the Shadow Elder.

Even without consciousness, the shadow elders will instinctively reject the blood.

It can barely be used for transformation in battle, but if he wants to control his body to absorb and integrate into himself, even if Roger tries hard to control it, he can't do it at all.

After a while, a surprise appeared on Roger's face.

"It's really possible?!"

where no one can see,

The Shadow Elder's body was completely immersed in the dragon's blood, and Roger could sense a powerful force drilling into the Shadow Elder's body along the pores.

Layer by layer from skin to fat to muscle.

Eventually aggregates in the bone marrow.

This huge qi and blood reappeared in the body of the shadow elder after a special transformation.

At this time, the brand of the dragon in the blood has been removed, leaving only a little pure essence.

Roger made a rough estimate. The specific conversion ratio was terrifyingly low. He absorbed a large amount of dragon blood, and the fresh blood formed by the conversion could not even flow in his body.

With the absorption of the shadow elder, in the sky, the huge body of the giant dragon also twitched, and the recovered wound cracked again.

"What kind of injury did she suffer, and after so many years, she still hasn't recovered?!"

The barbarian sword master looked surprised. According to calculations, this silver dragon came to the eternal world before the bloodline of the Atlas giant bear.

That's not dozens or hundreds of years, but after so long, you can still see such a shocking injury on her body.

In this way, this dragon was probably only a thin line away from death at first.

"The entire palace complex seems to be a huge Yin-Yang formation, and she recovers her injuries by absorbing the surrounding power."

"Can you understand how it works?" Roger asked eagerly.

The Barbarian Sword Master shook his head, "I have never seen a similar Yin-Yang formation, it seems to be a complete plunder."

The energy contained in the light rushing into the sky was strong or weak, and some even gave Roger the feeling of deja vu.

"It seems to be the power of the guardian spirit." He looked shocked.

"Indeed, he is still sleeping, but if the injury expands..."

Roger was obviously aware of this problem, and immediately controlled the shadow elder to stop absorbing the dragon's blood. Soon, with the replenishment of energy, the scattered blood flowed back, and the injuries on the silver dragon began to recover again.

"It's so strange, why is the energy suddenly filled?" The Lord of the Barbarian Sword could not understand the principle of operation, but Roger, who was standing by the side, knew what was going on.

"It's a pity it's a pity."

He looked regretful, the light in Yinlong's eyes dissipated, and her eyes were chaotic, like a mirror, which could vaguely see through the hidden things inside.

Roger rubbed his eyes, he always felt like a figure curled up in Yinlong's eyes.

"A woman?"

"The woman hidden in the dragon's eye?"

Rumbling, before I had time to take a closer look, the surrounding ground shook, the palace buildings began to change rapidly, the dragon's body became stable again, and a Western-style palace rose from the ground beneath her.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding area began to collapse, unlike the real-world earthquake-induced collapse of a house.

It was as if an invisible big hand waved, and the area that was swept was wiped out. Roger's eyelids jumped wildly.

This ability is obviously not caused by the strength of the power. This simple scene change is very likely to contain the conflict of two rules.

When I first came here, the East and the West were combined, and the two styles blended together perfectly, looking harmonious and balanced.

But since the dragon's body collapsed, the surrounding environment has also undergone tremendous changes, and now the outer area has been directly erased.

And this change is still advancing inward, the two of them have no hesitation, they can only bite the bullet and run towards the direction of the giant dragon.

Now it seems that this dragon should be in a long recuperation period, and it should not wake up suddenly until the injury has not recovered to a certain extent.

Under the conflict between the two forces, the closer to the silver dragon, the safer it is.

"Pay careful attention to the injuries on this dragon."

During the gallop, the bullfight sword master opened his mouth and reminded.

"It's not an ordinary flesh wound. She was hit hard at a more core part. If it can't be made intact, this situation is likely to exist forever."

Thinking of some things that happened on Qinglu Mountain recently, the Lord of the Barbarian Sword quickly realized something.

"I'm afraid this dragon's injury is about to fully recover."

"Don't worry, not now," Roger comforted.

Although the time is short, the shadow elder is an expert in manipulating blood. If it is not for fear of waking the dragon directly with too much force, Roger really wants to suck enough at one time.

Having been squeezed out of a part of the power, Roger believes that even if the dragon is on the verge of complete recovery, it lacks that part of the energy. At least for now, she will never wake up early.

There was no sound coming from behind, but taking the time to look back, the buildings and buildings were still being erased at a very fast speed.

Finally, after chasing all the way, the two came to the majestic hall under the dragon.

Looking out through the palace, the entire palace is surrounded by abundant bloodline power, and that strange energy no longer invades.

The two form a balance.

"Could it be that I'm smoking too much?" Roger thought to himself.

Judging from the previously formed area, even if the recovery fails, it should not lead to a one-time collapse. Based on the analysis of his own situation, Roger believes that variables may really appear in him.

"What should we do now?"

Above the two of them, in the sky of the majestic palace, the giant dragon was falling into a deep sleep.

"Go in and have a look."

Roger replied.

Under the suppression of the bloodline power, the Lord of Barbarian Sword barely got used to it at this time. He took a deep breath, clenched the weapon in his hand, and walked in front of Roger voluntarily.

The open space, the tall dome, and the style in front of him made Roger mistakenly think that he was back in the West.

Passing through a corridor that is not too long, the two entered a rotunda, surrounded by statues of various shapes.

Roger originally didn't care much about such decorative things, but he glanced at it casually and found that these so-called decorations turned out to be guardian spirits of different shapes.

"Tima vulture, fire bird, mysterious turtle..."

In addition to not having any repetition, there are many red chains wrapped around these guardian spirits.

"What's the rationale for this?"

Roger was a little puzzled. In the eternal world, the improvement of the strength of both onmyoji and warriors is inseparable from the guardian spirit.

It can be said that the guardian spirit is the foundation for the operation of the entire eternal life.

"What is this, control or exploitation?"

Roger was thinking in his heart, but the Barbarian Sword Master who was walking in front suddenly stopped. Roger looked up, and a white fox came into view.

Unlike other guardian spirits, the white fox in front of him is not a decoration. The orange-red eyeballs roll and stare at Roger and Roger.

"A fox?"

There was a hint of doubt on Roger's face, but the Lord of the Bullfight Sword, who was standing in front of him at this time, had a solemn expression on his face.

"Be careful, this is not ordinary..."

"Shh!"

There was a flash of white light in front of Roger's eyes, and Roger's eyes only caught a mass of afterimages. He fixed his eyes and saw that the white fox more than ten meters away had disappeared, and at this time, the Lord of the Barbarian Sword turned slightly sideways.

A blood mark appeared on his neck, Roger turned around, and behind the two of them, the beautiful white fox squatted there, with a small head raised, and a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"What a fast speed!" Roger couldn't help but said.

"Nice sharp claws."

The barberry sword master casually added a sentence.

With the physical quality of the barbarian sword master, a little bloodstain can be restored to the original in almost a breath, but at this moment there seems to be a force tearing near the wound, inhibiting his body's ability to recover.

"What is this?"

"Nine-tailed fox." The Funiu Sword Master replied.

The next moment, the nine-tailed fox suddenly propped up its limbs, and a strange symbol appeared between its eyes.

"Nine tails?"

Roger couldn't help but look behind the white fox.

There, there was only a white tail as white as silk. I don't know if it was because of Roger's eyes or a coincidence, the slender limbs of the nine-tailed fox flicked on the ground.

The entire movement is elegantly stretched, and it is clearly visible from the force of the muscles to the bounce, but after that, the speed of this creature has entered a strange stage.

Only a group of afterimages could be caught in his eyes, and there was a warning sign in his heart. Roger knew that the target of this creature was himself.

He almost subconsciously released the Alder sword seal.

The sword light shrouded the entire space, and at the moment of the invasion, he didn't even need to observe Roger with his eyes to capture the movement trajectory of the nine-tailed fox.

Not only that, the piercing bang sounded, and the violent impact came from all directions. The lethality of this force was not strong, but when it was disturbed, any high-speed moving object could no longer maintain its previous trajectory.

"Go!" Roger snorted coldly.

Although the barberry sword master doesn't know what happened, Roger can limit the speed of the nine-tailed fox, and he will naturally not miss the opportunity to attack.

The giant sword in his hand was thrown out, but the target of the throw was not the nine-tailed fox blocked by Roger, but the ground not far away.

Click!

The sharp blade easily pierced into the bluestone floor, and the next moment violent power erupted!

At this time, the nine-tailed fox had already adapted to the negative impact of the sword mark of Alder, but before it could escape the space affected by the sword mark, the bursting power of the Lord of the Bullfox interrupted its movements.

He didn't see the Lord of Funiu's step, his burly body seemed to be connected with the earth, and the next moment he appeared beside the nine-tailed fox.

The broad giant sword fell into his hand, and the animal's claws were suspended above his head.

At the same time, Roger also burst out the accumulated Alder sword marks.

The situation changed drastically, and the two went from being passively beaten to taking the initiative to counterattack.

But at this moment, a tyrannical emotion flashed in the eyes of the nine-tailed fox, and her slender body suddenly swelled in the air.

Its stature has skyrocketed, almost comparable to an ordinary steed. What is even more peculiar is that behind its hips, nine groups of snow-white fluffy tails spread out like a peacock opening its screen.

White and fluffy, the body of the nine-tailed fox spins like a top.

The next moment, one of the tails suddenly changed, with a slender body, sharp minions, and a strange pattern flashing across his eyes.

The nine-tailed fox is still the same nine-tailed fox. The strength of his body has not changed, but the energy characteristics have completely changed.

Obscure nothingness.

The next moment Roger's attack fell on it.

As if passing through a dimension, their attacks failed at the same time, and at the same time, the phantom of the nine-tailed fox dispersed, and then returned to the place where it appeared in the first place.

"What power is this?"

Roger looked surprised.

"The legend is true, I always thought the nine-tailed fox was just something people made up and imagined."

The barberry sword master explained quickly.

"Some people think that it is not a pure creature, but something born with the world. The nine-tailed fox is completely white, and only one tail appears in non-combat situations."

"But once it enters the battle, the nine tails behind it will appear at the same time. One tail corresponds to one ability. Counting its body, it is equivalent to ten special abilities."

"These ten abilities cannot exist at the same time, but if you apply various abilities flexibly in battle, anyone who fights with it will be completely restrained by it."

"It's hard to do now."

The Lord of the Barbarian Sword had a solemn expression, "If I defend with all my strength, with the two abilities it just showed, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through my defense in a short period of time."

"If you are included in my defense range..."

"No, you don't have to be distracted to protect me."

Roger refused, but just as he was about to release the Quinn Sword Seal, he thought of a familiar voice deep in his heart.

"What a beautiful fur, my master, is this the fox fur coat you prepared for me?"

"Uma?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Roger's eyes. Recently, she has been assimilating and absorbing the power belonging to the mountain girl.

"Help me get it under control, it might be your new body if you can."

"A fox?!" Uma was reluctant, but she soon changed her mind.

"Man and beast, I like it."

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