Lord of Pets

The border battlefield was completely silent.

When the phantom of the four-winged glazed sword angel appeared, even though it was surrounded by divine swords, the vision was extraordinary.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the king’s body, but she is even more hazy and phantom-like than the Lobster Jade Girl, and it’s not very realistic when viewed from a distance.

——Xing only attracted looks of surprise, far from the level of uproar.

But the corpse-shaped bone dragon reflected in the fetal egg, in the state of powerful life nurturing, is actually lifelike, as if it were the real thing.

There is a clear distinction between the two.

"Is this a bloodline descendant of the God of Death?"

"Isn't it protected in the ancestral dragon ship and receiving the highest level of incubation? How could it appear here?"

The Dragon of Dawn was at a loss, staring with big eyes, secretly communicating with the Dragon of Justice.

The Dragon of Justice was also in a daze. What was the angel of God doing? What kind of trick was he playing?

"No, the power of Star Power is close to destiny."

"Its technique, at the cost of the death of its clones and the damage to its main body, must be to forcefully explore a certain cause and effect, in order to find the truth it wants."

The Dragon of Dawn's expression changed slightly, and he immediately concluded that the four-winged divine angel should be the target that the Holy Court wanted to find, and the little Zulong was accidentally affected.

"Could it be that the human master who signed the second life contract with the little Zulong happened to be on the border battlefield?"

The two ancestral dragons looked at each other, understanding and at the same time secretly suspicious.

No matter in front of the ancestral dragon ship, the third-generation god of death, Long Zijian, used the scales of time to reappear in the past and set things right for himself.

Or the will of heaven and earth is manifesting, and the unborn son of the god of death is sent down a catastrophic test.

None of them were in the first scene.

But this does not prevent Daybreak and Justice from following up on the cause and end of the matter.

"Huh?!"

The thoughts of the two ancestral dragons were interrupted again.

After the little Zulong, another half-human and half-demon figure appeared. After seeing his appearance clearly, the two dragons' thoughts froze and the dragon's mouth couldn't help but open.

The bone claw on the left arm... is so similar to the attributes of the little ancestral dragon? !

And how come these wings are exactly the same as the four-winged angel? It’s clearly the same texture!

No way, no way...

Is this guy so brave? Secretly deceiving God’s angels?

"So fierce?!" The Jewelry Messenger covered his red lips, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

She still doesn't know about the pterosaur of death and the Son of Sequence.

But she knew that among the matters entrusted to her by the drunken holy envoy before coming here, a rising star of the human race was mentioned.

Han Zimo’s original words are:

If you see it, please take care of it.

Just don't let him die casually and leave the rest to him.

"This kid... is a hundred times more important than I thought?" Shu Qing'er muttered in her heart.

She was transferred back from outside the Realm Gate, and the core target of this mission was the God of Orcs and the King of Orcs.

As for other trivial matters, how can I bother to get to the bottom of it.

It's just obvious that this time there is a big problem.

For a short period of time, the two divine angels could not tell whether the humanoid life form in the center was a beast or a human.

But here, following the contract, the electric chinchilla can directly target the person involved.

This "Lord of the White Dragon" is actually inextricably linked to a mythical creature suspected to be an ancestral dragon?

Could it be that he is the biological son of a certain emperor ancestor, who was originally frozen in the glacier river and could not escape from the world.

Now that the situation is turbulent, as the foundation of the Ancestral Dragon Court awakens, can it replenish and expand the strength of the Dragon Court?

Shu Qing'er is thinking about it.

She had begun to suspect that Han Zimo was the one responsible for threading the needle.

It's just because the task she faced was more difficult and she didn't have the skills to do it, so she left it to herself.

Thinking like this, Shu Qing'er's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the coldness like a knife edge fell straight into the darkness.

Never mind what happened to the dragon egg.

Having an affair with an angel, not an archangel or a holy angel, jumping directly to the most outrageous angel of God, ignoring the ancient covenant?

etc!

Ancient covenant? !

As inspiration burst out, Shu Qing'er caught a vague idea.

Combining the personality of the unreliable Holy Envoy and the experience of working together, she became more and more convinced that this was the truth behind it.

"Good guy, you are indeed drunk."

"Is this a low-key development? We are going to cook the rice first and then put it on the table for 'friendly and close communication' with giants and angels?"

Shu Qing'er's right eyelid twitched wildly, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, the electric chinchilla at the end of the contract shuddered, almost wailing to convey the fear in its soul.

"Snapped--"

Bai Wushang couldn't move.

A blue-gold beam of light, like a spotlight, hit his face directly.

Before he could blink, a huge creature trampled on his shadow, and a majestic voice sounded:

"Hmm... Xing Quan's hexagram seems to be somewhat similar to yours..."

"Come here and let me give you a hand."

Without any chance to struggle, Bai Wushang soared into the clouds and mist. When he reacted, he had already landed on a hot metal lump.

That is the palm of the eight-winged powerful war god angel.

If we say that the fighting holy dragon Long Wuji has stepped into the half-step of myth, his fighting spirit and pride can be described as unparalleled in the world.

At this moment, Bai Wushang felt that there was no comparison.

He is like an inconspicuous drop of water, and the place he steps on is lava.

There was a vast expanse of white in front of him, all the light and heat enveloped him, his heart was running at a speed of ten thousand times per second, and all the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

"ah--"

Bai Wushang let out a heartbreaking scream.

The Wushuang suit was on the verge of being damaged, but finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell apart against the flesh.

In the center of everyone's attention, a pair of gorgeous and radiant wings, like a golden roc spreading its wings, completely manifested into the world.

Ji Yuying and Lightning Totoro, who were already thousands of meters apart, heard the roar of the angry sea at the same time, as if there were huge waves surging into the sky, trying to swallow everything.

That wasn't the sound of water.

That was the sound of blood rushing.

Bai Wushang's fair skin, which was even more perfect than that of a woman, turned red due to being stimulated by the ultra-high laws.

But he didn't bleed. Instead, he reflected dazzling golden light from head to toe, just like the legendary vision when the treasure was born.

"Tsk, what a monster's body, how many times has it been tempered?"

The eight-winged war god angel chuckled, but his eyes became colder and colder:

"If it were the kings of holy beasts such as Xuanwu and Spider Armor who are proficient in defense, if their bloodline descendants had the level of kings, they wouldn't be able to give in to you, right?"

"hiss--"

Bai Wushang heard it, but he couldn't respond.

Because the most severe pain in this life is still continuing, even though he was not injured by any sharp object, his internal organs seem to be rolling and moving, and he is truly in unbearable pain.

His bloodline was latent, and for the first time it was forcibly broken through by brutal means.

The breath, blood, and soul power that you try to suppress... are like a dancer who takes off her clothes and lets the world admire them.

"Now that I have wings, my physical body has a strength rarely seen in the world..."

"The aura on the body is unmistakable. It is definitely inextricably linked to the mythical species and is linked to their aura of life..."

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