The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Every night they came to this world, the goblin tribe lived in terror, surrounded by the sound of giant beasts stamping on the ground.

But in front of Ansel, these so-called giant beasts are just little cats and dogs, and they can be manipulated at will.

During the day, many beasts died under the hill, and the strong smell of blood attracted several beasts.

However, before Ansair could do it himself, they were scrambling and biting together.

Only then did Ans El understand why the cowardly goblin tribe, like a worm, was able to survive at the feet of many beasts.

Irradiated by the blood moon, these beasts with little intelligence in the first place acted purely by instinct.

Ansel turned into a fixed fort, and huge fireballs shone in the endless night, burning the beasts at the foot of the mountain.

The dead beast corpses attracted more beasts, and they wanted to run up the mountain one after another.

Ansel is naturally happy, as long as he lies on the top of the mountain and breathes fireballs, he can harvest a large amount of extraordinary evil power.

This is the dream of many small law players!

It's just that the dazzling fireball attracts a group of strange birds flying in the sky.

They danced around Ans'er's huge rock-like body, occasionally attacking Ans'er with their beaks.

But their attack was like a tickling to Ansel, Ansel just dropped a little of the granite shield on the surface, and the monster birds' mouths were crooked.

Just relying on this group of strange birds, one hour of fighting might not be able to wear down the granite shield of Ansel.

After an hour, the granite shield refreshed, and these strange birds were just doing nothing.

But these strange birds are dead brains. The weak goblin tribes under Ans El do not attack, but they want to kill Ans El.

The goblins lay on the ground and shivered, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand when it was in danger, and it couldn't change the dangerous situation at all.

And Sandy's head is not easy to use every day, so he cheered Ans El aloud from below.

He is now six meters tall and is no longer an inconspicuous skinny goblin.

The strange birds quickly noticed the big green-skinned bug and flew towards Shandi.

The magic props that Ansair had provided before were all for human use. Compared to Sandy's current size, even a large sword had become an embroidery needle.

Sandy could only use both hands to hold the beak of the strange bird in a thrilling manner, and took a few steps back.

Not only has he grown in size, but his strength has also grown enormously.

But the two fists are no match for the four hands. In addition to the beak, the strange birds also have sharp claws like hooks.

At the juncture of crisis, Ansel noticed Sandy, and the dragon's claws were attached with a soul-sucking blow, which swept his body violently.

Many strange birds were beaten with half of their bodies dented in their stomachs by Ans El's tremendous force.

The strange bird in front of Sandy was also flattened.

These strange birds have been flying in the ears, like flies, which seriously interfered with Ans El's release of magic to attack the beasts under the mountain.

Ansel stood up, two huge boundless rock wings spread out, and the blood moon was blocked behind him.

Bathed in the eerie moonlight, Ans El held his dragon head high.

Ans El flapped his wings, and the dragon's claws gradually left the ground.

A gust of wind suddenly blew on the top of the hill.

The strange birds with a body length of more than ten meters are like butterflies in the strong wind.

Ans El gathered the strange birds together, and then used Soul-Draining Thrash on his wings.

With a light sweep of the wings, these strange birds exploded with blood mist in the air, and fell to the ground like dumplings.

The stupid goblins didn't even know how to open their eyes to avoid them at this time, and even let the strange birds fall from the sky and smash them to death.

Ansel looked at the goblin with his eyes closed and his head buried on the ground with disdain.

He was barely able to accept them as his family, just because Sandy was his fanatic.

But these goblins are stupid and weak, and they don't have any sincere beliefs.

When Ansel recovers from his injury, he will find his way home. By then these goblins...

Ans El ignored the group of goblins and leaned towards the beasts at the foot of the mountain.

The efficiency of the fireball technique for clearing soldiers was too slow, so he was ready to take action himself.

With the bonus of Soul-Draining Thrashing, just one dive, there will be an extra blood path on the ground composed of beast corpses.

Ansier rushed all the way to the foot of the mountain to the nearest forest, and only stopped after knocking down several towering ancient trees.

Ansel looked back at the group of "kittens and puppies", the amber dragon eyes glowing scarlet in the moonlight.

He no longer had to suppress the manic blood in his body, an urge to bleed lingered in his mind.

The beasts were not afraid to attack Ansi Er, and An Si Er naturally refused to come.

In his eyes, these are the nourishment for absorbing the soul and the stepping stone on his growth path.

Flame Breath, Fireball, Ice Hockey, Soul-Draining Thrash.

With dragon claws, with wings, with a hard chest.

The raging fire ignited in the forest, bathed in blazing fire, Ansel came to the world like a demon, slaughtering the beasts in the entire forest.

"Roar!"

Ans El let out a cheerful roar, and the whole world turned into a slaughterhouse in his eyes.

The mighty power~www.wuxiaspot.com~ grows rapidly within his body, and this increase in power fascinates the dragon.

But soon, perhaps the world sensed the burning of the forest, the dark clouds covered the moon, and the sky poured rain.

Without the influence of the moonlight, Ansier calmed down a lot, and the strong killing intent in his eyes gradually faded.

The beasts around seemed to have come to a sudden realization. Looking at the tall Ansel, the instinct to survive in the body broke out completely, and they all fled to the distance.

Ans El dragged his tired body back to the cliff and lay down.

The remaining goblin felt the raindrops hitting his body, and finally opened his eyes.

The cliffs were full of messes, and there were burn marks everywhere, and the bodies of many big birds fell beside them.

Under the corpse of one of the big birds, there were many corpses of their kin.

The joy of surviving dilutes the sadness of the death of the compatriots, and the goblins all looked at the remaining clan with smiles on their faces.

With so many corpses of beasts, they won't be starving for a long, long time.

"Praise the great gods!"

Randolph took the lead in leading the goblins to speak. He hoped that Ansel would treat him better so as to avoid the dangerous test.

But Ansel just cast a glance at Randolph, and now he even wants to abandon the entire Goblin tribe directly.

"Praise the great gods!"

The other goblins also knelt on the ground and said reverently.

Sandy touched his bald head and shouted.

A fire of faith entered Ans El's body, but he was not satisfied, because the goblins were not sincere, and their dozens of goblins were not as good as one Shandi.

Ansel's eyes showed a cruel look.