The Beast’s Blood Boils

The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic actually tore open the four-layer spider web package in full view. Everyone with a discerning eye saw that he seemed to be cheating. The edge of the spider web was torn, and there seemed to be a knife-cut edge. , It's a bit like the situation where the colorful dragon used the "magic golden blade" to cut the gap. [m rapid update]

But even if Ibrahimovic had regained his mobility, the astonishingly sticky spider web was still stuck to his chest and behind his chest, and a heroic and handsome colorful dragon looked like a mummy.

The colorful dragon gritted his teeth, with a stern face, tearing the cobwebs on his body, and staring at the Pig who was lying on the ring for sacrifice. The eyelids were fast, his eyes wandering, his joints raised fingers The joints were squeezing nervously, and there was a series of "cracking" sounds.

"Dear Ibrahimovic, the colorful dragon, don’t forget that there is another one I’m still standing here. I challenged you with Richard." The Swan priest Mourinho strode forward and stood at the colorful On the opposite side of the dragon, between the two lay a piggy to sacrifice.

Colorful Dragon did not speak, drooped his eyelids, slanted slantingly, and glanced at the chief priest of Swan.

All the plasma on Mourinho's arm had condensed and spread into a thin layer of red skin.

"I doubt one thing very much, can you still fight now? I just need to make another heavy foot, and your arm bone must be broken." Although the expectation is still full of provocation as before, the colorful dragon Ibrahimovic's The look in his eyes had already begun to be a little evasive, which formed a sharp contrast with his arrogant and arrogant eyes at the beginning.

"How many levels can your heavy legs have? Half? Or 30%?" The swan priest chuckled.

"I am a dragon!" The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic's face blushed, and his voice seemed to be somewhat weak: "I can guarantee that if you scrap your two arms, my legs can attack you again! "

"In the sunset swamp of our region, there are hundreds of asphalt lakes, large and small, ranging from hundreds of miles to tens of miles. Some are condensed all the year round, and some are semi-liquid." Mourinho Smiled faintly. Ignoring Qi Cailong’s provocative words: "Although life does not exist in the condensed asphalt lake, the emulsified asphalt lake produces a special kind of creature----------iron shell oyster, every June 20th. On the three-day "summer solstice" day, the emulsified asphalt lake will melt away from the surface hard shell due to the high temperature, and the iron-shelled oysters will float from the bottom of the asphalt lake one after another, opening the oyster shells, revealing the pearls, spitting out the sun, and absorbing the waves. Luo's aura."

"The pearl contained in this iron-shelled oyster is called "Fire Puzhu". It will burn when exposed to fire. It will not extinguish for a hundred years. Its fire is incandescent like sunlight, and it also emits a natural scent of Artemisia mint. The most perfect candle used to make palace lanterns is worth a thousand dollars.” Mourinho seemed to be telling a story about the customs and customs: “The emulsified asphalt lake is like the most sinister swamp. Entering it rashly is absolutely impossible. Besides, the iron-shelled oysters are very alert and will sneak into the bottom of the asphalt lake whenever there is wind or grass. Therefore, it is very difficult to hunt this "fire pearl"."

The colorful dragon blinked, and his eyes drifted to the main stand of the arena. There were two huge red palace lanterns hanging on the forehead of the gallery. They were magnificent and filled with a refreshing light fragrance, brightly shining all around. Exquisite.

"There is a kind of black swan in the sunset marsh. Every summer solstice, they go back to hunt this iron-shelled oyster. The pearls they peck and hide in the crop. The only way to obtain this "fire pearl" is to hunt the black swan. But this is almost more dangerous than going deep into the asphalt lake, because the black swan is small but has a courageous temperament, and its wings are as strong as fine iron. \\m first shot \\it can crush a rock-hard iron shell Oysters, even eagles have to avoid them." Mourinho glanced coldly at the colorful dragon Ibrahimovic, and the pair of white feathers on his back "brushed" the ground for a lifetime, and his voice slashed: "Your Excellency Colorful Dragon, I have indeed been injured. There must be a crack in my arm bone, but have you seen it? My wings are still intact!"

"My wings are also soaked in secret robe, no worse than my fists!" Mourinho almost squeezed a cruel word from his teeth: "I think, if I use a pair of fists and add a pair Wings as a price can at least ruin your legs, right?"

The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic was completely stunned. He didn't expect this gentleman and jade-like Bimon man to be so brave and brave.

"Good point!" Liu shocked a carp and stood up alive from the ground.

Ibrahimovic looked at this Pug in disbelief. There is no doubt that when the Pug touched Ibrahimovic’s face just now, it must be beside Ibrahimovic, even though Ibrahimovic issued the "Long Wei "If he didn't hit him head-on, the sonic impact that this horse had to withstand was considerable.

It's only seven or eight sentences time just now!

Without the physique and resistance of Ultra-Order Beasts, who could stand up so quickly?

He... is he still Beamon? Ibrahimovic's brain fell into chaos.

"Don't look at me stupidly, come, come, I know you are not convinced, we will fight again! I don't lie to you, I only have ten breaths when I faint, I was planning to yin you, it’s up to you Without doing it, I have a slight admiration for your character." A smile appeared on the corner of Liu's shocked mouth: "If I fight again this time, I am not going to use insidious tricks."

"What? My Longwei only stuns you for ten breaths?" The colorful dragon's jaw almost hit the ground.

"Ten Breaths?" The fairy Long Lenna's voice was as sharp as a female cat whose tail had been trampled on: "How is it possible! This is the resistance that the Master Shengqio with domain power can produce against "Longwei"!"

"Repeat it again! I am Master Shengqio!" Old Liu raised his arm to recommend himself, but even if he said this sentence from his own mouth, it seemed a bit lacking in confidence, which is strange if someone believes it. Twenty-year-old San Chio? I'm afraid that God of War Campos is still picking up girls and squeezing pimples to wash the map on the underwear.

As for the domain power, Liu Shock felt that with so many power shields, he should be regarded as a domain no matter what, but he would not use the magic of the forbidden domain in the Saint Kio land, and he could not dig deep into the huge potential of the domain power.

It would be nice to stand up early. Liu Zhenshake regrets it. I missed another chance to show off.

"Master Puskas has said this. He predicted that you can become Saint Kio. But he didn't say exactly when, so I think you are blowing a bool." The fairy dragon Lenna curled her lips: "Yours. Magic fluctuations are very complicated, and I believe that it is a magician, such a young magician, the mainland is also very rare."

"Puskas? How could he know." Liu shocked and opened his mouth, rolling his eyes madly. He became San Chio and went to the underground world. Where did the old man have such foresight. He is not a god.

"Don't you know that Master Puskas has been studying prophecy for a long time?" The fairy Long Lenna looked at Old Liu strangely: "You don't even know this?"

"How is it possible!" Liu shocked and stared at the fairy dragon with contempt: "You think I don't know, right? This old man practices three magics, namely fire, electricity, and air. Sheng Qiao can practice magic. The maximum number is three magics. Cocktail magic that combines different magic powers is not good to be counted on the account! Add another prophecy magic, my boy, five magics, are you a **** Puskas?"

"Stupid! Prophecy magic does not have offensive power. It is an elemental power that human witches have explored to inquire into the future world. Half of the specific operations are done by crystal balls. You say that it is magical. A spell with no attack power is the same as your war song. It is completely another form of elemental power. Magic is rigid. These spells with no attack power are flexible, which is the same as the three-line of Sheng Qiao. Magic doesn't touch the world at all, where can there be conflict?" Lenna sneered at Liu Shock's ignorance, and actually dared to buy knowledge of the elements in front of a fairy dragon.

Poor Old Liu was a dignified St. Kio, but he was a standard legal blind. He could only be ridiculed, but he couldn't find a word to refute.

Napuskas entrusted the mystery of the little nun, Joan of Arc, to himself. Isn't it another prediction? The words of the blind Sang Chiao by the fairy Long Renna brought another concern.

"Lenna..." The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic's Adam's apple shook, and swallowed hard, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, he can't be Sanchio's land, he can get from the power of "Longwei" so quickly Get up, I think it must be his special physique!"

"Smart! I told you a long time ago that I am the power of the dragon elephant." Liu shocked his chest and sighed, "You always think of me as nonsense, right?"

"You have dragon power? Are you a humanoid dragon of Tier 4 and above, sealed as Bimeng?" The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic's mouth opened into a very ambiguous shape, as if an invisible gold was inserted. banana.

"Dragon God is up!" The fairy Long Lenna whispered.

Liu Zhensha and Mourinho rolled their eyes at each other. They felt that it was a waste of the Dragon City couple not to write a knight novel, and their imagination was too rich.

"Or are you a descendant of the Golden Family?" The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic made an unfounded guess: "However, according to rumors, the Dragon Sacrifice Keqishi is black hair and a pair of dark eye pupils, and you are blond... "

"Ibrahimovic, have you noticed that his nose doesn't look like a pug! It looks like a human! Maybe it is really a descendant of the Golden Family!" The fairy Long Lenna said loudly as if she had discovered a new world.

If you have dragon blood, your immunity to "Dragon Will" can be maintained for almost one minute, and the golden family was once recognized by the sacred dragon by blood, and it is considered to have dragon blood. This pig seems to have no blood at all. What is the sequelae of dizziness? This makes the speculation of Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic very tenable in theory.

"Huh?" Liu Zhensha and Mourinho were dumbfounded, and Old Liu Kuang touched his gratifying nose.

"Who are you?" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic raised his eyebrows and stared at Liu Shock, his eyes flashing.

At this moment, Liu’s shocked little head, melon seeds, thinks about it. If the demons invade, the two dragon cities will send a group of ordinary dragons to intervene in the war and become knight’s mounts... Dragon, that dragon is much more practical than the two fairy dragon wives...

"You guessed it." A faint sadness quietly hung over the corners of Liu's shocked mouth. The piggy with his eyelids drooped, and his face was covered with a faint bitterness.

"You won't really be the offspring of Lord Kochish?" Mourinho almost didn't jump up. A group of Bimon in the stands held their breath, all of them waiting like clay sculptures.

"My father is..." Liu Zhenshake took a deep breath, raised his head, eyes filled with crystal tears.

The surrounding air suddenly became more tense, and countless ears were like a windmill.

"Who is it? Say it!" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic asked.

"Aston Villa." Liu's shocked expression became even more sentimental.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, Qi Cailong sat on the ground, Mourinho hadn't reacted yet, after thinking about it for a moment, he almost didn't come up.

"Impossible!" The fairy dragon Lenna screamed: "So maybe the descendant of the dancer of Frost is not a dragon?"

"Why is it impossible?" Liu shocked his eyes, and retelled the old things that Elder Andulan and himself had said when they blew Boer, and specially selected some lace news that happened in Longcheng that year, and they had a nose and eyes. In particular, he focused on the story of a fairy dragon chasing Aston Villa. Liu Zhenshan also added a little bit of his own obscenity, and his saliva splashed.

The two Longcheng couples were totally silly.

Ordinary dragons can reach Tier 4 dragons transformed into humanoids, and their strength is already outstanding. For advanced super difficult dragons, Tier 6 dragons are admired to the extent of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just like the same year. The gods of Mongolia worship. No matter how arrogant the two great nobles in the dragon clan, the colorful dragon and the fairy dragon, they have to be courteous to Aston Villa. This is a bit similar to the current position of the lord of Pigeon Liu Shao in Bimun, except that he is not noble enough. Everything is perfect enough. Back then, Aston Villa was indeed crushed by a young fairy dragon--------The descendants of sacred dragons rarely intermarried with ordinary human-shaped dragons. Dragons and fairy dragons do not exclude intermarriage with the fifth and sixth-order epic dragons.

Hearing that this pigeon sacrifice to Aston Villa is absolutely precious to Aston Villa, the two Dragon City couples really don’t know how to describe their feelings. Even if Daisy and Jorna knew these things, it was absolutely impossible. So detailed!

"No, you just said clearly that the "Frost Dancer" has been beaten to death by more than a dozen Hell Black Dragons. If you are his son, why don't you save him?" Fairy Long Lenna frowned and studied carefully. Watching every expression and detail change on this Richard's face.

"I have a lot of difficulties that I can't talk about." Liu Zhensha couldn't make up a reason, and simply played with it deeply: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, anyway, it has nothing to do with me. I don't expect your recognition. After all, my current identity is a Beamon.

The colorful dragon and the fairy dragon have nothing to say.