Zhu Minglang has palpitations.

In fact, all this only happened in a few seconds, and Zhu Minglang would never have thought that such a monarch-level dragon herder would almost have an accident under the trap of a few dead dragons!

Sure enough, in this nature, no matter what level of creatures they are in, they should maintain a heart of awe, they are weak but overflowing, why they are strong, and why all the demons around them dare not haunt, there is a reason!

The giant wooden door reopened a gap, and Zhu Minglang slowly walked inside.

He was still immersed in the horror of these three mourning dragons, and those guards guarding the pear blossom ditch near the gate of the wooden village looked at Zhu Minglang one by one like looking at monsters!

They also have many strong people in Lihuagou, including gods and mortals and dragon herders, but even if they form a team and carefully arrange, it is extremely difficult to kill a mourning dragon.

This visitor, however, killed three ambushed dragons without everyone reacting!

What a powerful guest!!

Should be warmly received!!

"He killed three mourning dragons, he killed three mourning dragons!"

I don't know who shouted such a voice in the stockade first, and then the people around the stockade surrounded one after another, as if treating a hero!

Zhu Minglang people are also dizzy.

Looking at the excited and incredible reactions of these people, it was not that they were careless and almost capsized in the gutter, but that these dead dragons were indeed extremely difficult to deal with, and it was extremely difficult to kill them!

"This is the new city lord of our Runyu City, who came to help you when he saw your rescue book in Lihuagou. Hu Bailing also hurriedly introduced to the people in the first village of Lihuagou.

"Zhu Warrior, thank you so much, if you hadn't come, we wouldn't even know that there were three Demon Shadow Dead Dragons ambushed in front of our door, you could have saved a team of our patrol team the next day!" At this time, an uncle with a wrinkled face came over, held Zhu Minglang's hand, and kept expressing his gratitude.

祝明朗望了一眼旁边，发现有一队由二十名青年男女组成的巡逻成员，之前那名寨门上盘问的兽毛帽青年也在。

"These lost dragons are indeed terrifying. Zhu Minglang said.

Obviously, these people in the first village of Lihuagou didn't know that the mourning dragon was in front of their door.

And every day when dawn breaks, they will send a team of people to patrol the mountains and cliffs near the stockade, and the mourning dragon seems to have mastered the patrol rules of their stockade, so he intends to ambush this group.

Unfortunately, Zhu Minglang and his entourage visited at nightfall......

What is extremely frightening is that these mourning dragons did not attack when the group passed by, they obviously realized that there were many high-level cultivators in this group, and they might be killed by all of them if they attacked rashly.

They choose the moment the wooden door opens, leaving only one or two people outside, and the goal is very clear, that is, to kill the last one in the group!

Such meticulous thought, such skillful hunting cooperation, is more terrifying than some well-trained killers!

Even some simple-minded and inexperienced human beings seem a little stupid in the face of their intelligence.

"Mourning dragons are born catchers, they were born to kill, according to the Holy See, mourning dragons used to be dragons serving the god of death, they have slaughtering blood flowing in their bones, most of the other creatures are born in the world for survival, for evolution, for reproduction, and mourning dragons are only for killing, any living thing is prey in their eyes, even if they die together, they will not hesitate to pounce. The middle-aged uncle with a wrinkled face said.

Including human beings, the first instinct is also survival.

The first instinct of the dragon is to kill.

How could this kind of dragon not let all the spirits in this world be frightened, and it was no wonder that those people in Runyu City sighed when they heard the mourning dragon, revealing a deep fear.

Zhu Minglang has also experienced it himself.

In order to kill themselves, they will do whatever it takes.

Even in the face of the Divine Wood Blue Saint Dragon and the Bingchen White Dragon, whose cultivation is higher than them, they will not hesitate.

This killing instinct is already against the laws of nature, but the wisdom of the lost dragon is still very high, and it is a social creature.

In Zhu Minglang's opinion, if this Lihuagou is weaker and has a poor sense of prevention, it won't be long before tens of thousands of people in the entire Lihuagou will become corpses!

"The previous lost dragon didn't seem to be so terrible. Hu Bailing frowned and said.

"This generation of dragons is more powerful than in the past, they seem to have evolved more strange hunting skills, have you seen the demon shadow, it is not before. The uncle said.

"In addition, there are other abilities of the Mourning Dragon, such as the Filthy Night Mourning Dragon, their breath will spread in the water source, turning all drinkable water into a kind of venom, once someone drinks this water, not only can they not sustain their lives, but they will also become delirious and do something to help the Mourning Dragon kill people. The young man in the fur hat said.

"Polluting the water source and demagoguery?" said Nan Yushao with some surprise.

These two abilities rarely appear in demon spirits and demon spirits, what kind of bloodline are these dead dragons, and why do they inherit such terrifying powers.

Contaminated water sources.

This ability is simply vicious to the extreme.

No living creature can do without water, and no matter how powerful a creature is, it must ingest a sufficient amount of water within three days, otherwise it will be difficult to exert all its divine power.

也就是说，只要这个寨子不小心闯入了一只污夜丧龙，整个寨子都会陷入绝境。

In this way, Zhu Minglang also understood the behavior of the young man in the beast fur hat to close the door, and indeed he couldn't risk the lives of the entire villager.

"This is just what we know about the Lost Dragon ability, there are other terrible killing talents of the Lost Dragon, it is said that not only in our Pear Blossom Valley, but also in some towns and villages in the brown land. A tall young patrol said.

"Do you know the approximate amount?" asked Zhu Minglang.

Uncle Pleat, the young man in the fur hat, and the others all shook their heads.

How many dead dragons there are, they can't say for sure, their first village in Lihuagou is already the best prepared, and there are also more than 1,000 people lost, and several other big villages are even more serious, and even whether they are still alive can not be determined.

"We're in a better situation here, at least we have the water to keep it, we have enough food, and the rest of the village is ...... We can't help them. Uncle Pleats said.

"Patriarch, patriarch!" At this moment, a man in a leather coat hurriedly ran over.

Uncle Pleats turned around, looked at the man's pale face, and subconsciously showed a solemn expression, it seems that there is bad news again!

"The brothers who carried water to the second village were afraid that something had happened, and Geng Fengnong's letter eagle flew back covered in blood. The man said.