Titan and Dragon King

Under the dragon-slaying gun that can easily pierce the ancient dragon's scale armor, the aura of light was cut into a narrow slit. Seeing this scene, Hiro Wei showed a happy face, but when he turned into a beam of rainbow light, he was ready to burst out When going out.

Boom! The sturdy dragon hunter bumped against the aura of light, and his body was sturdy and directly attached to it, looking inexplicably funny.

"Well, it looks pretty good," seeing the dragon hunter so embarrassed, Muria raised her eyebrows, her mouth slightly tilted, and she couldn't help showing a hint of joy, "but there is still a need to continue to improve."

The dragon hunter hitting the aura of light suppressed the surging blood on his body, turned around, and watched with ugliness as Muria flew slowly into the prison cage, knowing that he might be planted this time.

"Keep running!" Muria looked at the dragon hunter with a smile, "I will give you another chance."

"Hum!" Hiro Weleng hummed, a set of red and blue armor appeared on his body, and the manic dragon flame and the violent thunder shone on it.

"The armor cast by the dragon scales!" Muria's eyes narrowed, then her face was somber, and she turned into a golden rainbow and shot directly at the Dragon Hunter without any skill. Because there is no need, with Muria's physical strength, as long as he touches the dragon hunter, the battle can be declared over.

Hiro Wei saw that Muria had turned into a golden Hong and smashed into him, and the spear in his hand turned into a practice, and drew towards Muria. "Dragon, you are too arrogant, and you actually fight me in human form. "

boom---

The huge roar of collision echoed in the airspace of Siempus. A reddish blue energy ripple spread and fell into the translucent aura of light, making waves of ripples.

"No way, I'm afraid I accidentally killed you when I used the dragon form." Muria stood in the air, holding the scarlet dragon gun in his hand, shaking a gun flower at hand, and burst the air. With a booming sound, and just one head-on engagement, he forcibly seized the dragon hunter's weapon.

"An ancient red dragon's spine is mixed with a little legendary metal, and then mixed with high-level extraordinary metal, a forged dragon slaying gun." Just holding it in his hand, Muria identified the material of the weapon in his hand. Made, "It looks like you are not an ordinary dragon hunter."

"You are not an ordinary dragon." The dragon hunter wearing Yan Lei's armor stared at Muria, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Looking down slightly, he saw a clear palm print on his chest, on his thickest breastplate.

The set of armor on his body is from the hardest scale armor on two powerful ancient dragons, and then mixed with high-level extraordinary metals, and the key part is the inlay of the legendary metal. This is a pair of legendary armor, but Mu Rhea left traces on it with just one palm, how this did not surprise the dragon hunters.

"Unfortunately, you are actually a dragon hunter. In this capacity, I can't let you go." Muria turned into a rainbow and rammed the dragon hunter again.

He has a steelyard in his heart. The identity of each race in the world has a different status in his heart. There is no doubt that Titan and Jinlong are his most important creatures. He has a natural affection for them. This is his family. Then there are the metal dragons, and the giants, and then there are human races such as elves, humans, and dwarves.

When these races clash, he will determine which side he helps according to these orders. When the dragons and the humans are in conflict, there is no doubt that he is definitely helping the dragons, and when the golden dragons are in conflict with the giants, Murray Atez was helping Jinlong. Of course, if there is a conflict between the Golden Dragon and the Titan, Muria chooses to suppress both sides and resolve the dispute perfectly.

This is a rough division, and there are more specifics. For example, if the giant under his hand conflicts with a wild dragon, he must help his subordinates, and be clear about the relatives. Who should help and who should not be helped.

The human race is quite low in Muria's heart. Although he has a good opinion of them, it does not mean that he can tolerate some of the human professionals who like dragon hunting.

Unilateral slinging and side-by-side battle, this is the end of the found dragon hunter Shiro Wei, watching around many giants, dragons, monsters, elves and humans and dwarves in Xymphs. The well-known dragon hunter on a certain subcontinent was used by Muria as a sandbag, and was beaten from one end of the Emperor's Cage to the other. It looked quite miserable, and the spurting blood gradually filled the entire Emperor's Cage.

"If you're not a dragon hunter, that's great." Muria pierced his chest from the dragon hunter's once-slaying dragon gun, picking him on his hand, his face a little regretful.

He knows that among the legends of humans from other continents that come across the sea, in addition to the dragon hunters, there are some legends with justice and want to help the weak and kind. For these legends, Muria is ready to recruit some suitable ones and join himself. Of the Snappers, there are too few legends, and Muria feels that it is not enough.

To know that he has the control of eight worlds, these eight worlds need eight legends to defend, but actually need ten. Seven small worlds need seven, while the medium-sized world needs at least three legends to sit down, but now Muria has only sent the deep prison refining Myers to the past, which he took the initiative to request.

Now suppressing eight different worlds, there are only two void fleets ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and a legendary devil, which is far from enough. If this goes on, sooner or later, there will be problems, so Muria needs more legends.

"It's very rich!" Muria took the Hunter's epee dangling from the dragon hunter, took off all his armor, a space ring and a space belt, from now on These are his.

"Give him to Master Mason!" Controlling the forehead on his head, lifted the spiritual cage built by the power sources of several Yundao islands, and threw the half-dead dragon-hunter in his hands, who had fallen into syncope, to the welcoming one Red Dragon Cynthia.

"By the way, tell him that this thing is not very good, today the legend almost ran away." Muria knocked on the forehead on the head, this is the thing that controls all the island islands of Knapps, now It's just an experimental stage, so it looks like this. After it is fully formed, it will be cast into a crown.

"Observe!" The red dragon Cynthia glanced at the dragon gun and thunder sword in Muria's hands with a dreadful look, and the armor that was floating aside and slowly healing.

"Why? Want?" Muria shook the gun and sword in his hand. "This is a dragon-slaying suit used by humans. What you use is not appropriate!"