Generally speaking, the dragon and phoenix are the most representative beasts on the mysterious side of the East. Even in Gensokyo, few people can see them, let alone see them at the same time.

Wang Yu gently flapped his mannical wings and looked at the confronting beasts, but did not touch the joy of the gods.

The phoenix with the endless anger of Fujiwara Meihong, so the sharp beak and claws are not mentioned for the time being, and the black dragon that was summoned by the seven dragon jades was ...... No matter where you can see even the slightest bit of auspiciousness.

Full of killing intent and coercion rolled on its slender snake's body, crushing thousands of green bamboos abruptly, making a neat breaking sound. The dragon's fangs were neat and clear, its horns were as sharp as withered iron branches, its mane fluttered like pitch-black karmic fire, and a row of spikes pierced from the cloud mane on its back, stretching from neck to tail. Its scales are not as round as ordinary ichthyosaurs, but rather have hideous edges and corners. Even the dragon ball held in the left front paw is rough and dull, with an unadorned violent power contained in it. What completely distinguishes it from ordinary dragons is the pair of high-spirited wings that are born on the shoulder blades, which are different from the fleshy wings of feathers and the membranous wings of bats, which appear to be supported by a slender skeleton that resembles a palmless arm and a leather wing that protrudes parallel to its side and grows longer the farther away from the shoulder blades, which are the scaly wings of the dragon.

And even among the scale worms, there is only one type of dragon that has such wings. That is the seed of the dragon that helped the Yellow Emperor to beg for the dragon and brought Dayu to control the flood.

Ying Long, with his horns in his head, rode the black clouds and hovered over the dome, spitting inky mist between his mouth and nose. Its slightly dull gaze swept over the body of the fire phoenix in front of it, but it did not stay.

Those large black eyes wandered, scanning everything around them, as if looking for something.

It locked onto Wang Hao, who was holding his arms and watching from the wall.

Wang Hao's wings fluttered unnaturally.

Only when you are stared at by those shrimp eyes can you more truly appreciate the killing intent that will not stop surging in this Ying Dragon's heart even if it is not conscious, and even the majesty of the Divine Dragon is covered by it and has become an accessory that is not so important.

Penglai Mountain Huiye, who was standing on Ying Long's forehead with one hand holding the dragon's horn, covered his mouth with his sleeve and laughed softly: "It seems that it still likes you Mr. Wang more than Xiaomei Hong." ”

"Yes. Wang Yu grinned, and the smile depicted on the mask and two rows of sharp teeth like knives appeared under the mask, "I like it too." ”

The stone heart in the young man's chest began to beat with Ying Long's breathing not far away, this was of course his illusion, the stone heart would not beat. It came from the depths of his soul, and the trembling of the blood connection and opportunity made the blood in his body rush up.

As if enraged by Ying Long's seemingly defiant behavior, the Fire Phoenix let out a roar and then pounced straight at the black dragon that stretched for hundreds of miles. The body length of the phoenix is only about one-third of that of Ying Long, and Ying Long, who is good at controlling water, has restrained the flames of the phoenix in terms of attributes. However, the phoenix that sprinted for his life may not be weaker than Ying Long, in the final analysis, this Ying Long is just a thoughtless and ignorant body summoned by Long Yu, and Fujiwara Meihong is a real immortal bird.

Penglai Mountain Huiye immediately controlled Ying Long and the immortal bird under the seat to fight together, and the black mist that lingered around Ying Long's body was evaporated by the bright red phoenix fire almost as soon as it came into contact, but the phoenix claws condensed by the flames could not tear apart Ying Long's solid scale armor, and no one on both sides could help anyone for a while.

So Wang Hao made a move.

He held Levatin flat on his chest, and the crossed sword that had been willed by his master quickly expanded into a massive half-sword with an ominous glow of blood in the sound of steel grinding.

"Here, take me one!"

Wang Yu shook his wings, and the white waves of qi were left far behind him, and the long distance between the boy and the dragon instantly vanished. Levatine's blood-red blade pierced into Ying Long's hind leg that tore at the phoenix's tail feathers almost unhindered, all the way to the end.

The black wings behind the boy folded, and he stood up from a half-crouching position, and easily pulled Levatin out half of it with a tooth-aching sound, and he touched the blade of the sword, sadly to find that there was no blood on it at all.

"Well, I wanted to taste it...... But it's not bad. ”

He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and stepped on the dragon scales beneath his feet—walking in defiance of gravity is one of the most basic abilities a vampire had—and smiled brightly.

"It's time to sharpen your sword. ”

Wang Hao ran wildly on Ying Long's circular body, and the sound of scattered sparks and cutting steel left a long scar on Ying Long's scale armor, and the young man's riding boots were quickly cut by the angular dragon scales during the run, and the entire sole of the boot was almost worn out.

There were also multiple wounds on the boots, revealing blood-red scales. It was also a dragon's masterpiece, but not the one at Wang's feet.

The riding boots finally exploded, and the dragon's claws trampled on the other dragon's body, scarlet and pitch-black scales colliding with each other with a steel-like clash.

The massive, hideous demon ran on Ying Long's body with a wild laugh, and he carved a deep mark on Ying Long's body at a gallop, from the hind claws to the dragon's neck.

"Although I didn't see where the scales were......"

The demon leapt to its feet, and two pairs of mhermenewings spread out, casting a large shadow on the dragon.

He held up the huge half-sword wrapped in pitch-black ice mist in both hands, and aimed at the moon-faced princess surrounded by the three treasures on the dragon's head with hideous joy, full of murderous intent.

"But this is much more important than the reverse scale!!"

Blood-scarlet and bone-pale magic enveloped the demon's body, turning it into a two-colored meteor. Sensing the master's crisis, the three treasures spontaneously blocked the path of the meteor and continuously launched barrage attacks.

The barrage bombardment did nothing on the meteor, and they disappeared in the magic of the riot in an instant, and there was no way to find them.

And the meteor finally fell.

The world exploded, and then went blank.

The jet-black light and loud bang of the sword covered all the light and sound waves, so that everyone present could not see or hear.

In the silence of the world, the sound of metal shattering was exceptionally clear.

The moment the Black Ice Demon Sword fell, the shield made of the skin of the salamander was knocked away after a moment of stalemate with Levatin, and the watery light flowing from the fountain of life was swallowed by the black light, and only the Buddha bowl made of diamonds was still unrelenting to protect its master. However, even this kind of Buddha's supreme treasure could not stop the demon's sword momentum.

So, Levatin shattered.

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Regarding the description of Yinglong's flying wing bones, if you don't think it's enough to be vivid, just find a comb and take a look.