Chapter 81: The Battle of the Dragons
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"There really are dragons." Qing Xiao looked stupidly, and the place where the dragon's tail swept was full of corpses, and a red figure was entangled with it.
She coldly remembered what Nasui said, "He will die, that is, Mo Yueyang will die." ā
The war on both sides of the demons has stopped, and all the demons are dead and wounded, and they have no intention of fighting anymore, just thinking about fleeing for their lives quickly, but Jimo Yueyang and the other party are fighting more and more bravely, and they can't see who is weak and who is strong.
He was nimble, even if the dragon was powerful, it didn't seem to be able to hurt him by half a point, but he was forced to one place for a while, and the dragon's tail was injured by spells.
The roar of a dragon sounded in the depths of the Mei River, and the monstrous river swept towards Jimo Yueyang, and the injured dragon was furious.
Qing Xiao watched intently, and a corner of the black power suit was reflected in front of her, and the cold weather blocked her in front of her, without saying a word, just looking at her quietly.
"What's wrong?" The line of sight was blocked, and Qing Hu only heard the sound of heavy objects smashing against the city gate, not knowing whether it was the dragon or Jimo Yueyang.
"Do you want him to die? If you say you don't want him to die, I'll save him. "Long black hair fluttering in the air on a cold day.
Qing Hao's throat tightened, and when she was about to speak, she saw a murderous flash in Yu Hantian's eyes, and her body shook uncontrollably.
"What does it matter to me whether she dies or not?"
The struggle must have been getting fiercer below, and she could feel the pounding of the gates and the roar of the dragon.
Yu Hantian no longer spoke, but turned his back to her, and at that moment, Qing Hao seemed to see that he was really standing on the top of everything, looking at everything, and the whole world was prostrate at his feet.
He made a move, and changed his form in the air, his long brown hair swayed wildly with the wind, the dark blue pupil on the left shrank suddenly, and the dragon's tail action slowed down in an instant, sensing the power in the air, the dragon's tail swept away Jimo Yueyang, and instead swayed up and down, and a strong wind hit the cold sky.
If he didn't hide well in the cold weather, his body shape changed again, and the wood spirit root attribute instantly burst out with the skills that only earth spirits have, and all the stones on the ground cracked, quickly surrounding him, and for a while, the tornado set off by the dragon's tail couldn't help him.
The demons who had fled to safety watched in amazement as the man in front of them, who could change form at will, fought with the dragon.
On the city gate, Nasui only focused on Jimo Yueyang, "He has the power to destroy the world, he is the chosen person of God, and he is the savior of this continent." ā
Savior? If Coldweather is the savior, then who is a heretic?
The terrifying roar didn't allow her to think too much, and the Qingxia in Yu Hantian's hand pierced the dragon's tail and pinned the dragon's tail firmly to the ground.
The dragon's tail writhed in pain, and a large amount of silver-white liquid poured out of the wound, and the ground stained by the silver-white liquid actually had green leaves sprouting.
"What is he going to do?!" Qing Xiao watched in surprise as the cold sky slowly walked towards Jimo Yueyang.
Nasui sighed, as if she couldn't bear it, "He's going to die." ā
It wasn't the dragon that killed Jimo Yueyang, but the cold sky, but why? She doesn't understand.
Jimo Yueyang's blood-stained front placket was more colorful than the color of the red clothes themselves, and he staggered to his feet, "I still think about how long you can endure it, and I can't stand it?" ā
Walking slowly in the cold, his hair slowly turned red, and his eyes were scarlet.
The demons in the distance were all surprised and discussed, "Is this changing again?" How the hell did that man do it. ā
Red for red.
With a tearing sound, the dragon's tail broke free from the shackles of Qingxia alive and frantically hit the cold sky.
Yu Hantian didn't look back, with his left hand, the blazing flames resisted the attack of the dragon tail, and the other hand leisurely landed on Jimo Yueyang's neck.
The sound of bones shattering, the dragon's tail vertebrae being shattered, and the dragon's roar at the bottom of the Charm River was earth-shattering.
"He went against God's will." Naho's face was frightened, "What should I do?" God will blame him. ā
"What he wants to do to God is earth-shattering." Qing Xiao was paying full attention to the battle situation below, and took the time to reply.
Jimo Yueyang staggered to her feet, "Your strength and obsession will eventually let her escape." ā
Yu Hantian raised his eyebrows, "If I'm weak, how can I keep her?" If I am strong, why should I be afraid of her running away? ā
The nine-headed dragon appeared, and the dragon roar alone made the demons within a hundred miles convulse in pain, and their air holes bleed.
Qinghu didn't feel uncomfortable, for the first time, she had a feeling of hanging, and when she looked back, Nasui was also standing well, both of them had only one idea, why was the other party okay?
The cold sky was already entangled with the nine-headed dragon, and the golden dragon and the man who was constantly changing form formed lightning bolts in the darkness.
The spells of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning were constantly hitting the dragon, and the dragon was not easy to get along with, the nine heads could not only stretch out at will, but also turn into stone wherever the eye looked.
A dragon head was cut off on a cold day, and within a few minutes the dragon head grew, and the golden eyes like bull's eyes stared at him fiercely, and the narrow eyeballs rolled.
"Not good!" Qing Hu desperately lifted the demonic qi like a gossamer, and flew into the air.
Yu Hantian's feet had turned to stone, and the moment the dragon's head grew, he accidentally made eye contact with the other party.
When Qing Hu flew halfway, the demonic qi had already dispersed, and he bowed his head and cursed, "Grandma's, this demonic qi is the same as driving, and it can run out of gas halfway." ā
Complaining is complaining, this brush is estimated to be immortal and concussion, she suddenly mentioned it, and replaced the demonic energy with immortal power.
The dragon's claws were already about to penetrate the heart of the cold sky, and she was so stunned that she forgot to use the spell and hugged him directly, giving way to the empty door behind her back.
Face to face with the dragon so closely, the dragon's huge nostrils were enough to blow her whole body away with a single exhale.
The imaginary pain did not come, only the shoulders tightened, the wind howled all around me, and it was difficult to open the eyes.
"Hold me tight."
Obviously the wind was loud, but she still clearly heard the sound of the cold sky, and her hands automatically wrapped around his waist and buried her head in his chest, anyway, if the dragon wanted to attack, she would die first.
There was wind, I don't know when it rained, the raindrops the size of beans hit the body, and the heat penetrating from the chest was so high, she couldn't help but hug it tightly, and then hold it tightly.
The dragon's mournful roar resounded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, the demon world and the demon world have never been so bright, and the lightning illuminated the panorama of the two demon worlds.
Qingqi tried to open her eyes, the rain was still falling, and the smell was not good, she wiped her face, and only then did she send out that it was not rain, but the blood of a dragon.
The body of the nine-headed dragon slammed into the Charm River, splashing a few feet high, and the cold sky held her and floated in the air, and the thunder and lightning sounded behind the two.
At some point, both levels of demons gathered on the devastated battlefield, and they raised their heads in fear. Seeing the sight of that man slaying a dragon with his own eyes, no one wanted to go against him anymore.
"God has spoken to me, and the dragon slayer will be the savior of the world." Naho stood at the gate and suddenly shouted.
The crowd immediately believed, fell to the ground, and shouted in unison, "Grace of the Savior, Grace of the Savior." ā
Nasui continued: "God is merciful, and I, as God's servant, have caused so many people to die through my mouth, and today I will die to atone for my sins. ā
With that, she leaned forward and let her body float down the gate.
A dark shadow flashed in the sky, and the cold sky caught her, and the two landed at the same time.
In the sky, Qinghu sat on Qingxia, looked down at the two people hugging each other, and grinded his teeth, "What a little insulator, let me sit on the sword to prepare for thunder?!" ā
After complaining, she suddenly felt that her tongue was a little bitter, and she noticed a hot gaze locking her through the crowd, she lowered her head and met Jimo Yueyang.