[[[CP|W:293|H:203|A:L|U:http://file1.qidian.com/chapters/20159/4/3421709635769877646238756447547.jpg]]] (Finally able to take dragon form.) ）

Nidhogg's eyes darkened as the blade in his chest advanced another inch.

"Lucador, you dragon! Not only did you betray the Lord, but you returned half of Europe! What the hell are you thinking! ”

"Nidhogg, you dragon! You've killed all the rebellions, aren't you satisfied? What are you thinking! ”

"I think..."

……

"Tyrant! For the sake of this world, you must die! ”

"You've changed, you weren't like that you used to be, what the hell are you thinking?!"

"I think..."

……

All the questions disappeared in his ears, and Lucador, Li Junxuan, and Nidhogg roared at the same time, extremely crazy!

- I think...... Let you die!! Traitor!

Open! It's as if three pairs of eyes open at the same time! The sweet smell of blood filled his mouth, but Nidhogg felt himself burning from the inside out. The power surged up in waves, and the Heavenly Cloud Sword and the Enma Sword had already integrated into the body, bone spurs, scales, bone protrusions, sharp claws, and wings...... Dragon-like features are skyrocketing, and scarred bodies are healing at a rapid rate. He reached out his claws and grabbed the golden toe and pulled it hard.

"Wow!" The immortal bird screamed, its toes severed, and its blood flowed profusely.

The black aura rose like an evil dragon, and Nidhogg's eyes were bloodthirsty dragons!

The power of the demons, the magic of the bloodlines, and the life force burned at the same time, and Nidhogg let out a roar of pain, and its dragonization continued, trying to restore its strongest form.

"Steal my power, preach to me..."The black giant claw gripped one ankle and made a huge bone cracking sound, and the other giant claw pierced into the opponent's chest fiercely, grabbing out the irregular black jade with blood, flashing a little crimson spark...

"Dragon's Jade Fire, you're here." The black dragon watched the jade in his hand melt into his claws, and the black scale armor on his body gradually revealed crimson mysterious lines, pinching the neck of the immortal bird, and the crimson eyes on the snake-like slender neck were full of pain and stared at the golden eyes.

The immortal bird, who was obviously the Flame King, shuddered slowly, and its red golden eyes were like two whirlpools, and what flowed in them was pure death, bottomless darkness and despair.

It was afraid, just now it was still controlling the life and death of the other party, treating him like an ant, but now it was caught in the air by the other party, like a chick being carried.

"Oh, it's Phoenix," Nidhogg sighed as he looked at his other's flaming chest and ankles, and then opened his fierce mouth with intertwined teeth and bit down on the other's slender neck.

The gorgeous feathers were scattered in a mess, the immortal bird could hardly even make a sorrowful cry, and it couldn't escape from the flames, and the mysterious ancient characters on the black giant claws jumped up one by one, and the seal built by the dragon and the weakened power after losing the treasure jade made it difficult to resist.

The bloody and brutal brutal slaughter was staged, and the black dragon tore at the fiery bird, spitting out a mouthful of feathers and watching the other party turn into a ball of flame and be reborn again.

The characteristic of the immortal birds is the rebirth of Nirvana, which is where their name comes from.

But that doesn't make sense.

After being reborn, the immortal bird is in full state and stronger, but the unprecedented coldness still surrounds it like a snake, jumping up to the back of the head, hovering over the soul, the name of that coldness is called fear.

It is the agent of the will of the Heavenly Dao, the immortal bird that is high above, but it is afraid and does not dare to look into the eyes of the other party. There was no mercy or pity in Nidhogg's eyes, as if the lives of thousands of people were also an insignificant speck of dust in his eyes, and he had nothing to fear or care about, all he wanted was its head to the ground.

"How many times can you respawn?" The dragon raised his hand and pressed it down.

The power of the Dragon's Jade and Fire is activated, and there is no need to chant, and the words and spirits of the Bronze and Fire King series are immediately formed.

Prison of the Spirit of Words: Black Flame

The black pillar of fire forms an ironic birdcage that encloses the undead birds. The immortal bird composed of fire screamed again and again when it touched the black flames, and even the flames around it were burned by the black flames.

A huge void had formed near their battlefield, and the river of time and space had splashed one wave at a time.

"It's time to finish." Nidhogg clenched his claws.

The cage instantly shrank to the size of a claw that turned the undead bird into flames.

The Nibelungen opened, and a prosaic spike with only some blood stains flew out, instantly enlarged hundreds of times, and was held by the dragon's claws.

And seeing this nail, the caged immortal bird finally collapsed.

"Please, don't, I don't want to die! We can talk about it, so it doesn't do you any good for the world! ”

"I'm too lazy to kill you ten times eight times, and it's still this neat one. It's been in me for nearly a hundred years. Ignoring the other party's pleas for mercy, Nidhogg said slowly, "Do you know why you died?" ”

"What?" The immortal bird was stunned.

"Too much nonsense."

The Origin Nail was nailed into the flame without hindrance, and the undead bird that left no last words collapsed into a spark and disappeared.

Burst! "Ahem..."

A mouthful of viscous blood spurted out, and Nidhogg's entire body was covered in cracks.

"The power of forcibly overdrawing is a serious injury... Ahem..."

The body is cracking and collapsing into stones, only the humanoid other dragon-like features are fading, the scars on the whole body have long since healed, and the new skin is as delicate as a baby, that is just the appearance.

His interior was riddled with wounds, the consequences of the forcibly combined forces rampage through his body after losing his balance. When he found the Hanfu from the Nibelungen, another mouthful of blood sprayed on his chest, and the pale gold dragon pattern on his chest was corroded and regenerated, and under the stalemate, the dragon pattern was dyed blood red.

"System, you don't show up yet?"

[Oops, oops, I don't dare to go online when I see you fighting so scary. 】

A blue screen of light large enough to obscure the view unfolded in front of the eyes.

"Don't talk about it, I want to buy medicine."

[What medicine do you think can cure such a serious injury of yours?] At least you can't afford that medicine, wait for a natural recovery. 】

"I haven't saved up for so long and haven't had enough discipline value?"

[Ah, the host beware of the front.] 】

The light screen vanished, revealing a storm of the void in front of you.

"System..."The young man's face was expressionless, "I'm CNM!" ”

……

[Oops, hey, I'm making arrangements for your future development, and you're still scolding me. 】

No one can hear the system's complaints anymore.

—————————————————————————— the Black King in a coma————————————————————

Nidhogg slowly opened his eyes, he was used to being unconscious, he was already able to deal with any environment calmly, and he didn't bother to use the "strange ceiling" stalk when he saw himself obviously lying in the carriage.

"How do you feel when you wake up?"

Speaking at an unhurried pace, a gentle voice came from his side.

Nidhogg turned his head to look at the source of the voice, an old man with a serene and peaceful face.

"Shhh

Only then did he see that his robe, which could resist his own blood, was full of tiny cuts, which made him stunned.

"You've got strange blade-like wounds all over your body, so it's better not to move." The old man pressed Nidhogg's body and said with a smile.

"So, who are you?" Nidhogg gave up and looked back at the old man carefully, and found that the latter's seemingly peaceful and righteous appearance actually hid an astonishing surging mana.

"The old man's name is Sato Yoshikiyo, and people call me 'Saigyoji Song Sage'......" The old man was still talking, but Nidhogg couldn't listen to it anymore. He only paid attention to the name of the "Westward Song Saint".

Westbound? Westward Demon... Saigyoji Temple......

Seshikyoji Yuyuko......

"By the way, the old man still doesn't know your name."

"My name is Nidhogg." Raising his head and looking directly into Yoshikiyo Sato's eyes, he said.

PS1: A title that is rare not to play.

PS2: Do you know UUZ's father? I talked and laughed with him!

PS3: Who remembers the three-inch Ding back then... Ahem, four nails.