"Kuku~~~"

The dragon let out a cry like the agitation of a stove, and its ribcage could be seen squirming rapidly, and something seemed to be spreading from its chest and lungs to its limbs!

Its limbs, as strong as a leopard, exuded a terrifying and cold aura all over its body as it transmitted its strange power, and even those eyes had a magical glow.

The Divine Tree Green Sacred Dragon stood in front of Zhu Minglang, and around it, there were countless cyan vines slowly growing, and the thriving power was covering the earth it touched.

"Library!"

The dragon was attacked, and its whole body was shrouded in a black shadow that made it attack in a very strange way, like an evil bat, pounced on its prey in the night!

The Shenmu Green Saint Dragon erected a rattan wall, and this rattan wall was actually a little slower, allowing this mourning dragon to pass over directly.

Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon hurriedly waved his wings and prepared to take off, but then Zhu Minglang spoke: "I can't dodge." ”

If the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon is in the air now, it will be bitten directly by the Mourning Dragon, and this creature has an amazing bite force at first glance, once the creature is bitten by its fangs, they will never let go unless they lose their breath.

The Shenmu Green Sacred Dragon no longer took off, but flapped its wings violently, lifting the rocks and dirt on the ground, and striking at the ferocious Mourning Dragon.

The dragon moved strangely, it could run on the vertical cliff, it avoided the sand that swept over, and then jumped directly from one side of the cliff to the other, and in an extreme time changed the angle and suddenly catapulted and dived, claws and throats!

The Divine Wood Green Sacred Dragon simply did not retreat, and pounced directly, with the blood of the forest dragon, it was not afraid of this kind of hand-to-hand combat, many parts of its body were woody, extremely hard, but its claws maintained the sharpness and agility of the dragon predator.

It first used its body feathers to bear the claws of the Mourning Dragon, and then immediately tore at the back of the Mourning Dragon with its claws, the Mourning Dragon was quite flexible, and it was as smooth as a loach, and it actually flipped and twisted on the Shenmu Green Sacred Dragon's body, and scurried to the head of the Shenmu Green Saint Dragon in a very incredible crawling way, and the claws poked straight into the eyes of the Shenmu Green Saint Dragon.

The vines that grew out of the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon's body couldn't bind the Mourning Dragon, but the Mourning Dragon seemed to know how to use its size advantage to constantly entangle the larger dragon, and then viciously attack the eyes, throat, and underwing parts of the fragile parts.

Cunning, treacherous, fierce!

This is Zhu Minglang's evaluation of the mourning dragon, obviously not as good as the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon in terms of cultivation, but this mourning dragon still brings huge trouble to the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon, if it weren't for the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon's skull as a whole also showing wood attributes, its eyelids are tougher than ordinary dragon beasts, and the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon has become a one-eyed dragon.

"This thing is weird. "Zhu Minglang has been observing, wanting to find out some of the weaknesses of this Lost Dragon, otherwise before the realm of the Divine Tree Green Sacred Dragon has completely spread, the Divine Wood Green Sacred Dragon will suffer a big loss.

At this moment, Zhu Minglang suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and an extremely bad premonition swelled up, so that goosebumps rose all over his body.

Behind Zhu Minglang, that is, at the corner where the tall wooden wall gate borders the cliff, a bat shadow is slowly emerging, and a pair of cold and vicious eyes are staring at the defenseless Zhu Minglang.

And a dead dragon!

Hide next to yourself!

The mourning dragon that fought with the Divine Wood Green Sacred Dragon was just trying to attract his attention and make sure he had no other defenses!

Zhu Minglang couldn't help but panic for a while, he didn't even consider that since a mourning dragon could escape his perception, then there might be a second or third!

Another pair of eyes, like a poisonous snake hidden under the vines of the cliff, appeared on the other side of Zhu Minglang.

Good luck and great luck!

He only had time to summon one of the dragon pets in the Spirit Realm......

And even the Sword Spirit Dragon, I'm afraid it can only block the attack of one of the Mourning Dragons at this moment, and the ambush position of these two disguised and hidden Mourning Dragons is very insidious!

The Dragon Herder cannot summon two dragons at the same time.

A spirit covenant corresponds to a mark, and Zhu Minglang can only summon the Sword Spirit Dragon at this moment, but cannot call the Thunder Cang Tyrannosaurus\b......

"Yoo ~~~~~~~"

At this moment, Bingchen Bailong, who was in the midst of bloodline remodeling, opened his eyes fiercely, as if sensing Zhu Minglang's crisis.

Zhu Minglang hurriedly changed the spirit covenant, and slapped the ice map mark on the palm of his hand to the ground, and suddenly a frost storm swept from the map mark under his feet, and the freezing cold instantly turned everything within a radius of 100 meters into ice!

The powerful Ice Breath couldn't stop the attack of the two Dead Dragons, they attacked from two completely different directions and angles, so Zhu Minglang had to turn sideways and stare back and forth at their movements.

The Ice White Dragon descended from the frost seal, and its countless feathers fell like Holy Spirit Sparrows.

Staring coldly at the second mourning dragon on Zhu Minglang's left back, this mourning dragon's cultivation was obviously higher, and the terrifying bat shadow on his body gave people a chilling sense of fear!

The gaze was condensed, but it was like a cold disaster that suddenly descended from the polar regions, sealing the mountains and rivers in thick ice crystals in an instant.

The mourning dragon flew, but its body turned into an ice sculpture in mid-air, and then smashed heavily at the feet of the ice white dragon.

At the same time, the other mourning dragon was already very close, and its target was not the Bingchen White Dragon, but Zhu Minglang.

There was a large white feather in front of Zhu Minglang, it was the Storm Phantom Spirit Feather, a feather that continued to strengthen as Xiao Bai grew, and its power was not trivial.

However, these sharp feathers almost cut half of the body of the mourning dragon, and the fangs of the mourning dragon still gnawed at Zhu Minglang!

Only then did Zhu Minglang notice that the strange shadow seemed to give the mourning dragon the power of a zombie corpse, even if there was not a single piece of flesh left in their bodies, their bones would gnaw at the living!

"Huh!"

A slender tail turned into a white shadow, as sharp as a scorpion sting, and stabbed at the half-cut mourner's head with great precision!

The head of the mourning dragon was directly pierced, and the death withering ice and air toxin spread in an instant, making the demon shadow attached to the mourning dragon's body disappear in an instant, and even making the fangs and murderous skulls quickly turn into skeletons!

A few bones flew over, and cold sweat was already breaking out on Zhu Minglang's neck.

In such a short period of time, these two close dead dragons were killed in seconds, I am afraid that only Xiaobai could do it, fortunately, he did not summon the sword spirit dragon.

Because even if the sword spirit dragon kills them, these two mourning dragons will also kill and bite themselves in the case of different heads, and most creatures will burst out with terrifying aggression before they die, not to mention this strange mourning dragon!