Titan and Dragon King

"If you can defeat him, I will open my treasure house and let you pick any three items at will." As the young feather dragon was about to leave, a half-faced blazing **** on the arena. Rudiba spoke, tempting a dragon with treasure, absolutely right.

"Really let me choose?" The young Yulong moved and asked, looking up. The thirty-eight pterodactyl dragons have no interest in fighting, but they will not escape fighting.

"Of course, the premise is that you can defeat him!" Arudibba pointed to Muria, and hated the power of the dragon. He certainly knew that he had been "fortunate" to fight the feather dragon in heaven.

"No problem!" The thirty-eight winged feather dragon directly transformed into a white rainbow and entered the ring, but as soon as it entered, a chain of laws appeared from the air, fell into its body, suppressed its strength, and its proximity to light. Speed.

"Actually to suppress power." The young Yulong muttered, with a little dissatisfaction, and he hated bondage.

The character of the thirty-eight winged feather dragon is elusive and fickle. They are wandering, they have no place to live, they are solo, they never stay in the same place for too long. They yearn for freedom, and they like to travel around the world.

"Fast speed!" Muria looked at Yulong, with a dignified expression on his face. When the speed reached an extreme, it was equal to invincibility. No attack could hit them, and they could not even catch up with them.

"Bang!" The battle has just begun. A huge impact sounded. Muria, who had picked up the Nebula Chain, looked at the clean and tidy platform with a strange look, holding her thirty-eight feathered dragon with tearful eyes rolling, It hurts.

For everything just now, Muria can see very clearly that after the Yulong entered the ring, he tried to shuttle the space. This is its talent ability, just as natural as a mortal breath.

But because the space has been strengthened by the joint efforts of the Blazing God and the Dragon King, it is impossible to break through without their equivalent strength, so it is like ordinary people directly hit an iron wall without precaution.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!" Yulong rolled pitifully on the ring for a while, then flew slowly. Muria did not make an attack during this time. He was not finished without victory, and he had to convince others.

"Are you ready?" Muria asked with a smile, the nebula chain in his hands was about to move, and it and the spear of the sun are aimed at this kind of enemy that has extremely high speed, Muria vision is difficult to capture with mental power. Casting.

"Woo!" Yulong made a weird cry, sounding nothing like the thickness of the dragon roaring, but with a sense of ethereal humming from birds.

Then his body turned directly into a white rainbow and shot at Muria, because Muria's eyes could not keep up with its speed, so Yulong was a white light in his eyes.

This little abomination dragon was too reckless. He used his body as a weapon and hit Muria. The speed was so fast that he had no time to defend and hit him directly. Then, he banged him into a light wall on the edge of the ring.

"Cough!" Muria suffered double injuries instantly. A spit of gold blood spurted out, and his body was shocked. No matter how strengthened his internal organs were, he couldn't match musculoskeletal bones.

Although the Yulong has a dragon body that matches its speed, it is not very good for such impacts. Muria is too hard for it. At least at this stage, it cannot tear Murray. Armor of Asia.

"Miscellaneous account!" A single collision caused Muria to suffer more damage than before, which made Muria tolerate. He grabbed one of the auricles of the feathered dragon that bumped into it. Just a wing, shaking the nebula chain and tangling it, then took out the spear of the day and pierced its body.

Just like pinning a cowhide, Muria felt a huge sense of blocking with the spear of the day. He only pierced a short section. The dragon's body was beyond imagination.

The pain of being pierced by the body made Yulong's sharp long sing, opened the beak that was not much different from the birds, bit the Muria's arm holding the spear of the sun, and smashed heavily.

Muria's huge body was rotated by it and hit the platform. Fine white stones scattered and splashed. Muria smashed a huge pit with a radius of 300 meters, but the feather dragon made a proud long beep. At that time, Muria pulled the nebula chain wrapped around her arm at one end, pulling the Yulong to the ring.

expensive! After seeing this feather dragon landing, Muria changed into the form of a dragon, snarled, and rushed straight up to start the most direct and primitive melee melee combat of the dragon, **** and cruel, full of a kind of violent beauty.

Pure white feathers flew like a blizzard, but Muria was also spitted by the feather dragon, and the ground was soaked with hot dragon blood, which looked abnormally cruel.

The two giant beasts fought fiercely on the ring, and this ring-shaped ring was constantly trembling, and the fissures continued to heal. If it was in the small material world, it would be an extinction. Level disasters, natural disasters, thunderstorms, hurricanes, and sky fires are just the embellishments of these two giant beasts. The energy aftermath of each collision can form a natural disaster sufficient to destroy a city.

Compared with this feather dragon, Muria is not a slender tail. Only a hundred meters in size not only do not have an advantage but are in a disadvantage. However, fortunately, although the dragon has shaken Muria a lot. He vomited blood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but it was impossible to break Muria's armor defense, which made Yulong crazy.

"I confess to losing, stop fighting, you loose my wings!"

When the weather was fine after the rain, the fresh and refreshing smell poured into Muria's nose. This was the smell of Yulong. It smelled very good. When he heard the words of Yulong, Muria stunned slightly, then slowly released his mouth and let go. The **** dragon tooth marks were clearly visible on the wings he had bitten.

"Is this going to give up?" Muria asked differently.

"Yes, fighting with you is too depressing for the dragon, so I won't fight." As a feather dragon that likes to fly, it was actually wound by another dragon with a chain and dragged to the ground for melee combat. This fighting method is Yu Long was disgusted.

This platform is too friendly for it. There is no room for speed in the "narrow" space. There are too many restrictions, and it is very disliked.

"Let's have a chance to continue fighting!" Yu Long was upset, but Muria was very happy, and for a long time he hadn't encountered a dragon that could compete with him in melee. He was naturally happy.