I'm Really A Newcomer

Jiang Mian stroked the dragon's head and pulled out a whole bloody sword blade from Bai Rong's forehead.

His ragged clothes were stained with sticky blood.

Jiang Mian watched silently as Bai Rong's vitality slowly disappeared in the bone powder dispersed by the wind.

He stepped on the dragon's head and raised his head, his clear eyes reflecting the entire starry sky.

…

Jiang Mian's temples were in pain, but pain was no longer a big deal to him.

During that nearly eternity, Jiang Mian's memory almost collapsed due to countless destruction and reshaping.

There was an extremely long period of time when Jiang Mian didn't remember his name, where he came from, the multiplication table, or the things that should have been ingrained in him and meant to be taken to the grave to rot with him. .

Jiang Mian could only look up at the dark tide surface aimlessly, and then continued to suffer in endless pain.

The black shadow waving a blade in front of him anxiously said to him: "You can be freed by dying!"

Jiang Mian could no longer understand what it was saying. He only felt that the sound was as noisy as the tide.

There were only two people left in his empty mind that he must never forget.

When Jiang Mian thought about them, the dark tide of despair shone with sparkling light.

…

gorgeous.

Jiang Mian suddenly remembered this description of meeting again after a long absence.

He knew that if he just relaxed a little, all the suffering would be over.

He didn't do this.

…

"I made it through."

He crouched down tremblingly, and all his lost memories were finally recovered.

Jiang Mian covered his face with emotion, and crystal tears overflowed uncontrollably from his fingers.

Before he could recover, a crystal with a red halo suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Mian's eyes.

According to legend, the body of the king of the sub-dragon species contains dragon crystals with supreme power, but as the last sub-dragon king, Bai Rong is far from reaching that level.

So the crystal in front of me is a pseudo-dragon crystal of the eighth level or above and below the ninth level.

Jiang Mian stood up and held it gently, the tears in the corners of his eyes soaking the tattered mask.

His spirit was lifted at this moment.

【Red】Li Guang LV.100

【Red】Xin Qiji LV.100

【White】Liu Wuer LV.100

…

Akalina, who came over, looked at the condescending Qingjun young man in front of her in shock.

The fragrant red blood slowly slipped from Mo Xie's sword edge. Jiang Mian stepped on Bai Rong's huge corpse, and the faint silver moon halo sprinkled on his mottled mask full of black spots and stains.

Jiang Mian licked his lips, like the villain at the end of the story.

The ninth-level black dragon that has been confronting the Hunter Alliance for more than hundreds of years...is dead?

How can it be!

Who else in this world besides Yan Du can kill Bailong...

Akalina blinked her amber eyes in disbelief, and an eighth-level spear engraved with sacred grass slowly appeared in front of her.

Jiang Mian glanced at Akalina lightly, his eyes cold.

In the night, the faint halo of the spear flower allowed Jiang Mian to clearly see her black and superior facial features.

Jiang Mian had never seen her before but immediately knew who she was.

Akalina's body exuded a cold murderous intent that was hundreds of times stronger than Xu Li's, as if it was going deep into Jiang Mian's bones.

"Pseudo dragon crystal..." Akalina licked her black and purple lips.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

No matter what the reason is for the person in front of him, he must explain it here.

The most powerful weapon of Xinilan, who has no foundation at all, is her eighth-level lance. Otherwise, the Hunter Alliance would not have been searching for the tomb of Oshos in the vast world for hundreds of years.

She held Caohua, and the entire Star Court was like a court for heretics.

It’s different from when Jiang Mian first met Apostle Twenty-Three…

At this moment, the entire brilliant starry sky was just shining for this graceful woman in front of me.

It was obvious that Jiang Mian's aura seemed to be at the eighth level at most, but Akalina was still in a daze for a moment looking at those indifferent eyes.

Akarina is not an artificial ninth level like Apostle Zero, and "Star Court" is not a specific realm like "King Realm".

The emperor's majesty could not threaten the murderous woman in front of him, not to mention that she seemed to have quietly disappeared.

Furthermore, the eighth level person with unparalleled skills will 100% be crushed to death by the ninth level person.

"Are you at the end of your rope..." Jiang Mian curled her lips and said.

Jiang Mian looked at the bloodthirsty red color in Akarina's eyes, and he knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation.

But thousands of years of torture have never been able to kill him completely, how could he give up so easily.

He will definitely return to Yunlan alive.

Jiang Mian unfolded his right arm, and the uncondensed black thread on the hilt of Mo Xie's sword gradually wrapped around his body from his wrist.

Then let’s fight again.

Jiang Mian's eyes could no longer shine with that supreme golden light, but Akalina was still dazzled.

Because there seemed to be a prison that imprisoned the gods in those dark eyes.

…

No matter how weak this young man's aura is, even if he is still below the ninth level.

He finally killed Bai Rong.

Looking into those eyes, Akalina knew that she couldn't afford to neglect him at all.

So she intervened cautiously.

"Who are you?" Akarina asked coldly.

"Jiang Mian." The thin young man said softly.

He thought there was no need to hide it now. At least it was a sign of respect for a ninth-level person.

Jiang Mian used his left hand that was not yet attached to the armor to tear off the mottled mask, and a dreamy blue suddenly bloomed in the boundless night.

Under the breathtaking halo, it was an extremely beautiful face.