Chapter 560: Touching the Reverse Scale [3]
“…… There is a word for burial in the place of heavenly burial, and if it weren't for the grave, I wouldn't believe it. Please search () to see the most complete!
“…… There is only one person, no, only a legend on the Gala Continent, who is worthy of a heavenly character!"
“…… It's Garo...... So is that the burial place of Garo?"
Roar!
In response to her, there was an even more ferocious roar, and the infinite anger made the entire black Jiao's body seem to be shrouded in a layer of haze.
The light suddenly dimmed a little at this moment, the temperature of the air almost dropped below freezing, and the lake water scattered everywhere on the ground suddenly condensed into clumps of ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fortunately, Ji Yan was still in a state of transformation and couldn't feel the cold, but her situation touched the boundary of death. On the big shield condensed with dragon breath, cracks began to be punched out by the wind pillar, and it was obvious that her words stimulated this black Jiao and forced out Jiao's killing intent. Not only that, but she was even more shocked by herself!
The place of heavenly burial - it is really the place where Garo's bones are buried!
Hei Jiao's strong killing intent obviously confirmed this, plus her experience along the way was related to the character who had become a historical legend, which made Ji Yan first think of Jia Luo's name.
Jia Luo's hands are both extremely strong, and only Jia Luo will make Chaos and Yao Qing interested.
This Jiao may have been the same age as Garo, otherwise, its reaction would not have been so violent! Moreover, it should also know the Dream Death, and the Crane!
Thinking of the dream, Ji Yan's mind turned slightly, and he suddenly wanted to test something from Heijiao.
"What are you doing in a state of annoyance?" Ji Yan asked, "...... You've been through the same era as Garo, and what are you related to him, friends, mounts, or his contract beasts?......"
Roar!
The black dragon was already furious, and two super roars erupted one after another, this hateful little dragon! It wanted to kill her just now, and at this moment, it really wanted to kill her! The giant tail suddenly came from the sky, and slapped it at Ji Yan, boom, the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed, and the earth withstood the tail of the dragon, cracking a huge crack thousands of meters long!
Jiao retracted his long tail, Ji Yan lay on his back in the depths of the crack, the dragon breath shield was shattered, and he vomited blood in his mouth, and he was in a mess.
The black Jiao hovered in the sky, its bloody eyes emitting a fierce light, troublesome! It was not even dead! With a swing of its tail, it was about to shoot again, obviously not giving her room to live.
Ji Yan brushed away the dirt on his body, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said, "You know Mengyan, right?"
"Nightmare!"
Hei Jiao's movements suddenly paused, a strong fierce light erupted in his eyes, and he roared out a sentence that surprised Ji Yan:
"Where's that traitor!"
Traitor? Ji Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and his mind turned, thinking a lot.
"Don't you say it, hmph, okay, after killing you, I'll go find her personally!" Jiao's killing intent regenerated, it thought of the ambition of the nightmare, and it was expected that it would not leave the Garo Continent no matter what!
“…… Are you really going to kill me?, and then go find the Nightmare?" Ji Yan narrowed his eyes and said quickly.
"You know too much!" Jiao said angrily.
"Do you know you're taking revenge?"
Hei Jiao was stunned for a moment, hateful, she actually used kindness to blackmail herself? Viciously bared her teeth, and suddenly had an idea, "Hmph, after killing you, I will have a big deal to return to the bottom of the lake and trap myself for a thousand ...... No, a hundred years, as punishment, so that we will both be clear!"
My life is worth a hundred years? Ji Yan was unconvinced, but he didn't say anything for the first time, anyway, he was setting a trap on this Jiao, and there was no difference between a hundred years and a thousand years.
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