Titan and Dragon King

The hustle and bustle was bustling, and the rather lively valley was leveled in an instant. The Goubou people living in it had no dregs left, and a huge pit appeared in its original location.

The crystals formed by the high temperature melting all over the bottom of the pit. In the sun, it shines with a crystal luster. The golden arc jumps on it. It looks beautiful.

At the bottom of the pit, Muria, standing in the form of a human, hung up, looked around, and frowned.

"Orientation, wrong, not here.

I use the hair that Troy usually drops as a medium as a guide to make this transmission. Normally, I should be able to transmit directly to the big cat. Now, I can't feel the breath of the big cat.

In other words, something went wrong with the transmission.

I am because of that hand? "

Muriya recalled the white and slender palm just as he shuttled through the gaps in the dark space.

He looks weak and boneless, has no power, and even when he touches the teleportation beam that surrounds him, Muria doesn't feel anything strange.

"But ..." Muria looked at the large pit that was hundreds of meters below her feet. "A slap changed my teleportation coordinates and made me teleportation errors, but did not hurt me in the slightest. Mother, did you shoot again? Let me relax and find my partner, isn't it? "

Uh ...

"Uncle Raymond, I believe what you just said now." The poor young man Burton was pale and looked at his uncle tremblingly.

"Hey!" For the fifth time, the middle-aged man who avoided being turned into a dog-headed man's feces bitterly laughed and looked at the teenager with dark hair and golden pupil suspended above the giant pit with sweat.

"Uncle, what should we do now?" Young Burton looked at Muria in horror. Even if he was just a civilian with little knowledge, he also knew that he could fly in the sky. Ants make no difference.

"Look next to you."

The young youth Burton turned his head and saw that the doghead who was just elated against him was now on the ground, and his head with two small horns was close to the ground, as if he wanted to put his head into the soil.

The dachshund's small body shrank into a ball, shivering, and the scope of the battle was very obvious, but even so, they were still honestly facing the young-looking teenager in the air, maintaining a bowing posture.

This kind of sight made the young man stunned. Although he did not feel the coercion of the strong among the bard population from Muria, the performance of the Goubou people was also the scene when Muria appeared. , Let the youth unconsciously awe, at the same time, a trace of fear spread in the heart.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Raymond deliberately lowered the sound of reprimand. "Hurry up and pose like these dogheads. Don't want to die, just do it."

"It hurts, Uncle Raymond, I can't put it out." The young man tried to move, and a bit of pain came from the wounds of the limbs interrupted by the doghead.

"If you can't put it out, you have to put it. Even if it hurts, you have to make a kneeling posture. Such a strong man angered him and slap it down. It is dead for nothing."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out of his throat word by word. He was in a difficult position to bow down like those dogheads. Even when his limbs are broken, he must bow down. Even when doing these actions, the broken bones are sore and painful that he yells, growls, and holds back.

In the face of the strong who can take his life at will, the best choice for the weak is to use the most humble gesture to stand on the ground and express his greatest respect, praying for the strong to spare himself.

Uh ...

I guessed that after her mother intervened again, Muria was depressed for a while, and then she calmed down and began to look at everything around her.

Low and sparse trees, dense bushes, low to horrible elemental concentrations, and a huge tiankeng under his feet.

"唔!" Looking at the huge pit under his feet, Muria lost his thoughts. "Did I hit anything when I came?"

"Huh?" Muria glanced and saw two humans struggling, and a dozen dogheads kneeling beside them. "Why are there humans? Dogheads? What is this, Just ask. "

It is not that Muria cannot perceive, but that these humans and dogheads are too weak, so weak that Muria's mental perception directly treats them as insects and ignores them.

Muriya stepped forward, and at the foot, a small ring of souls appeared, the green aura flashed slightly, and the breeze surrounded, his figure appeared instantly over the two uncles and nephews. This is not a teleportation, one of the ways in which the Soul Ring is used.

Suddenly, Muria's bland move was unfathomable to Uncle Raymond's eyes. In their eyes, Muria took a step forward and then appeared on top of them. The teenagers in front of them, in addition to being too young, fit their illusions about the strong.

"What are you doing?" Muria looked down, greasy middle-aged men and young men who were trying to squirm, and asked with expressions in continental common expressions, without expressions on their faces.

"Master, we want to bow down to you, but our hands and feet were all interrupted, so we did a bit of a hard job." He heard Muria's question, and the middle-aged man explained with a sullen expression.

He didn't know what kind of existence was in front of him, but no doubt, it was definitely a big man he couldn't mess with, so he just desperately expressed his humility, something arrogant, didn't exist, it wasn't him This is something a little person should have.

"Broken hands and feet!" Muria stunned slightly, and the fracture was nothing to the Titan. Even if you are a young Titan, you can recover in minutes, what's the matter.

But there is human beings in front of him. One body doesn't even have a trace of extraordinary power. The other has a bit of pitiful thin air in his body, making his body stronger than ordinary people. Their physiques are weak.

Take a spell to repair minor injuries.

Muriya reached out her hand a little, and two magical light rays fell on the two humans below, who were initially treated as worms, to repair their fractures.

"This is a spell!" Raymond looked at the aura of light covering his body, his face revealing an unbelievable color, and he was quietly relieved ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't know if it is human Being strong and willing to treat them means they are safe, at the very least, there is no danger to life.

"What did I do when I fell?"

"Master, you have leveled up a dog head, and at least thousands of dog heads have disappeared from this world." The middle-aged man said in awe.

"That's it." Muria heard her smashing thousands of dogheads, with a look of indifference and no emotions. A group of chaotic evil creatures, no matter how many deaths, he would not have the slightest compassion.

"You two," Muria looked at the dozen dogheads shaking at his feet with a smile on his mouth. "It won't be the captives, they will be treated as reserves."

"Adult Ming Jian." Raymond, a middle-aged man, smiled, he didn't care much about the ridiculous tone in Muria's discourse, and the young Burton looked down with shame.

It is a great shame to be taken captive by the lowest monsters.

"Tell me, what is this place?" Muria didn't have a dreadful dog-headed person. This low-level creature accidentally killed a group of people, even if he took the initiative to kill, it was too cheap, so Muria Choose to ignore.

"Master ..." Just when Raymond, the middle-aged man, wanted to answer Muria. The dark-haired, golden-eyed boy suddenly turned his head, staring at a low, thick bush with sharp eyes.

"Here it is, come out now! What do you do to hide like a ground mouse!"