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The colorful dragon Eevee in front of everyone's eyes, actually tore open the four layers of spider web wrapping, the discerning people saw that he seemed to be a little cheating suspicion, the edge of the spider web was torn, there seemed to be a knife cut like a smooth edge, a bit like the colorful dragon used the "magic golden blade".

But even though Eevee had regained his mobility, the viscous cobwebs were still clinging to the back of his chest, and the living image of a heroic and colorful dragon was a mummy.

The colorful dragon gritted his teeth, and while tearing the spider webs stuck to his body with a blue face, he stared at the Pige sacrifice lying in the ring, his eyelids did not flicker, his eyes wandered, and the knuckles of the protruding knuckles of the bones were pinched frequently, and a series of "crackling" sounds broke out.

"Honorable Ibrasimović, don't forget that there is one more I am still standing here, and I am challenging you with Richard." Mourinho, the chief priest of the swan, strode forward and stood opposite the colorful dragon, and between the two lay a Pige sacrifice.

The colorful dragon did not speak, drooped his eyelids, tilted his slanted, and glanced at the swan priest.

All the blood on Mourinho's arm had clotted and spread into a thin layer of red skin.

"I doubt one thing, can you fight again now? All I need is one more heavy kick, and your arm bone will be broken. Although the expectation was still as provocative as before, the eyes of the colorful dragon Eevee had begun to be a little evasive, which was a stark contrast to his arrogant gaze at the beginning.

"How much more can you get to have your heavy legs? Halfway? Or is it thirty percent? The swan priest smiled.

"I'm a dragon!" Colorful Dragon Eevee's face turned red, and his voice was a little weak when he heard his righteous voice: "I can guarantee that if I scrap your two arms, my legs will be able to attack you again!" ”

"In the Sunset Swamp of my mining area, there are hundreds of asphalt lakes large and small, ranging from hundreds of miles to dozens of miles. Some are perennially condensed, and some are semi-streamed. Mourinho smiled faintly. Ignoring the provocation of the colorful dragon: "Although there will be no life in the condensed asphalt lake, the emulsified asphalt lake produces a special biological ---------- iron shell oysters, on the day of the "summer solstice" on June 23 every year, the emulsified asphalt lake will be melted off the hard shell of the surface due to high temperature, and the iron shell oysters will float from the bottom of the asphalt lake, open the oyster shell, expose the pearl, spit out the sun and absorb the aura of Dipol. ”

The pearl contained in this iron-shelled oyster is called "Huopu Pearl", and it ignites when it meets fire. But it is not extinguished for a hundred years, its fire is as incandescent as sunlight, and it can also emit a natural artemisia mint fragrance, which is the most perfect candle used in the Aegean continent to make palace lamps, and one is worth a thousand gold," Mourinho seems to be telling a story about the customs and customs: "The emulsified asphalt lake is like the most sinister swamp, and there is absolutely no return to rush in, and the iron-shelled oyster is very vigilant, and will dive to the bottom of the asphalt lake when the wind blows, so it is quite difficult to hunt this "Huopu pearl". ”

The colorful dragon blinked, and his gaze drifted to the main stand of the arena, where two huge red palace lamps hung on the forehead of the porch, filled with a faint fragrance of refreshment, and the bright light illuminated the surroundings.

"There is a kind of black swan in the sunset swamp, and every summer solstice, they go back to hunt this iron-shelled oyster, and the pearl pecked is hidden in the black swan, and the only way to obtain this "fire pearl" is to hunt the black swan, but this is almost more dangerous than going deep into the asphalt lake, because the black swan is small but fierce, and its wings are as strong as fine iron. Powerful enough to crush stone-hard iron shell oysters, even eagles should avoid them. Mourinho glanced coldly at the colorful dragon Ibrahimovic, and a pair of white wings behind him were "brushed" and stretched out, and his voice was hard: "Your Excellency the colorful dragon, I have indeed been injured, and there must be a crack in my arm bones, but have you seen it, my wings are still intact!" ”

"My wings have also been soaked in secret elixir, no worse than my fists!" Mourinho almost squeezed a cruel sentence out of his teeth: "I suppose that if I use a pair of fists and a pair of wings as a price, I can at least destroy both of your legs, right?" ”

The colorful dragon Ibu was completely stunned, he didn't expect that this gentle and jade-like Beamon man could actually be as brave as a man.

"Well said!" Liu shook a carp and stood up from the ground.

Ibrasimovich looked at this pig in disbelief, there was no doubt that this pig must have been next to Ibrahimovic when he stroked Ibrahimovic's face just now, even if Ibrahimovic's "dragon power" did not hit him head-on, the sonic impact that this pig needed to withstand was considerable.

It's only seven or eight sentences now!

Without the physique and resistance of a super-level demonic beast, who could stand up so quickly?

He...... Is he still Beamon? Eevee's brain was in a state of chaos.

"Don't look at me stupidly, come on, come on, I know you're not convinced, let's fight again! I don't lie to you, I only have ten breaths of time when I fainted, and I was originally going to yin you, but in the case that you didn't do it, it made me have a trace of admiration for your character. A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Zhen's mouth: "If I fight again this time, I am not going to use yin tricks." ”

"What? My dragon power only stunned you for ten breaths? The Rainbow Dragon's jaw almost hit the ground.

"Ten breaths?" The voice of the fairy dragon Lena was sharp like that of a female cat whose tail had been stepped on: "How is it possible! This is the resistance that only a Saint Chio mage with domain power can have against "Dragon Power"! ”

"Again! I'm Master St. Chio! Lao Liu raised his arm to recommend himself, but even if this sentence came out of his own mouth, it seemed a little lacking in confidence, and it was strange for some people to believe it. Twenty-year-old San Chio? I'm afraid that the god of war, Kampas, is still picking up pimples and washing the map on the panties at this age.

As for the power of the domain, Liu Zhenzhen felt that he had so many power pattern shields, no matter what, it should be regarded as a domain, but he would not be able to use the forbidden demon realm spell of the Holy Qiao Land, and he could not dig out the power of the domain to the huge potential.

It would be nice to get up early. Liu Zhenzhen regretted it. I have one less chance to be in the limelight.

"Master Puskas said this, and he prophesied that you would become St. Chio. I didn't say exactly what time it was, though, so I think you're blowing it. Fairy Dragon Luna pursed her lips: "Your magic fluctuations are very complicated, I believe it when you say that you are a magician, such a young magician, the mainland is also very rare." ”

"Puskash? How could he possibly know. Liu Zhenzhen opened his mouth, and rolled his eyes wildly, he became a saint Qiao because he went to the underground world, where did the old man come from such foresight. He is not God.

"Don't you know that Master Puskas has been studying prophecy for a long time?" Fairy Long Lunna looked at Lao Liu strangely: "You don't even know this?" ”

"How is that possible!" Liu Zhen glared at the fairy dragon with disdain: "You don't know about me, do you?" This old man cultivates three magics, namely fire, electricity, and qi, and the highest amount of magic that Saint Qiao can cultivate is three magic. The cocktail magic created by the convergence of different magic systems is not easy to count! Plus one prophecy magic, my goodness, five magic, you are a god when Puskash is? ”

"Stupid! Prophecy magic does not have offensive power, it is an elemental power that human witches have explored the future world, and half of the specific operation is done by relying on crystal balls. You say that it is a magic standard, and this kind of spell with no attack power is the same thing as your war song, it is completely another form of elemental power, and magic is rigid. These spells with no attack power are flexible, which is not at all in line with the three systems of magic of San Chio, where can there be a conflict? Lenna fiercely laughed at Liu Zhen's ignorance, and actually dared to buy his knowledge of the elements in front of a fairy dragon.

Poor Lao Liu is a dignified saint Qiao, but he is a standard legal blind, and he can only be ridiculed one by one, but he can't find a word to refute it.

Did Napuskas entrust the little nun Joan of Arc mysteriously to himself? The law-blind St. Chio was brought to his heart by the words of the fairy dragon Lena.

The colorful dragon Eevee on the side of "Lenna ......" shook his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, he can't be Saint Qiaodi, he can get up from the power of "Long Wei" so quickly, I think it must be his special physique!" ”

"Clever! I told you a long time ago, I am the power of the dragon elephant. Liu Zhenzhen stroked his chest, and sighed: "You have always treated me as nonsense, haven't you?" ”

"You have dragon power? Could it be that you are a humanoid dragon of the fourth order or higher, sealed as Beamon? The mouth of the colorful dragon Eevee opened into a very ambiguous shape, as if an invisible banana had been inserted into gold.

"The dragon god is above!" Fairy Dragon Lena let out a low cry.

Liu Zhenzhen and Mourinho rolled their eyes at each other, and they both felt that it was a waste for the Dragon City couple not to write about knights, and their imagination was too rich.

"Or are you a descendant of the Golden Family?" The colorful dragon Ibuchi had a baseless speculation: "But according to rumors, the dragon priest Kochishi has black hair and a pair of pitch-black eyes, and you are a blonde hair......"

"Eevee, do you see that his nose doesn't look like a pig! It's like a human being! Maybe it's a descendant of the Golden Family! Lena the fairy dragon said as loudly as if she had discovered a new land.

If you have dragon blood, your immunity to "Dragon Power" can be maintained for almost a minute, and the Golden Family has been recognized by the Divine Dragon's blood, and it can be regarded as having dragon blood, this Pig doesn't seem to have any dizziness sequelae at all, which makes the speculation of the colorful dragon Eevee very tenable in theory.

"Huh?" Liu Zhenzhen and Mourinho were dumbfounded, and Lao Liu frantically touched his nose, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Who the hell are you?" The colorful dragon Yibu shrugged his eyebrows and glared at Liu Zhenzhen, his eyes like a torch.

At this moment, Liu Zhenzhen's little head was full of thoughts---------- if the demons invaded, the two dragon cities would send a group of ordinary dragons to intervene in the war and become the mounts of the knights...... A real dragon, a dragon that is much more practical than the wives of the fairy dragon......

"You guessed it." A faint sadness quietly hung on the corners of Liu Zhenzhen's mouth, Pig, who lowered his eyelids, and his face was shrouded in a faint layer of bitterness.

"You can't really be a descendant of Lord Curchis, are you?" Jose Mourinho almost didn't jump, and the crowd of Beamon in the stands held their breath, all waiting for the result like clay sculptures.

"My father is ......" Liu Zhenzhen took a deep breath and raised his head, the corners of his eyes filled with crystal tears.

The air around them suddenly became more tense, and countless pairs of ears were ridged like a windmill.

"Who is it? Say it! Ibu asked, the colorful dragon.

"Aston Villa." Liu's shocked expression became even more sentimental.

As soon as this sentence came out, the colorful dragon sat on the ground, and Mourinho didn't react, thought about it a little, and almost didn't come up in one breath.

"Impossible!" The fairy dragon Lena screamed, "Is it possible that the descendant of the Frost Dancer is not a dragon? ”

"Why can't it be?" Liu Zhenzhen's eyes rolled, and he retold the old things that Elder Andulan and himself said when he blew Buer, and recounted some of the lace news that happened in Dragon City that year, talking about having a nose and eyes, especially focusing on a fairy dragon chasing Aston Villa, Liu Zhenzhen also added a little bit of his own obscenity, and his saliva splashed.

The two Dragon City couples were completely dumbfounded.

Ordinary dragons can reach the fourth-order dragon that transforms into a human form, and their strength is already outstanding, and for a dragon that is super difficult to advance, the degree to which a sixth-order dragon is admired is like the Heavenly King sacrifice of Beimeng. No matter how arrogant the two nobles in the dragon clan are, the Colorful Dragon and the Fairy Dragon, they have to be polite to Aston Villa, which is a bit similar to the status of the Pige Lord Liu Zhenzhen in Beamon now, except that his background is not noble enough, everything is perfect enough. At that time, Aston Villa was indeed secretly in love with a young fairy dragon-------- descendants of the divine dragon rarely intermarried with ordinary humanoid dragons, the reason why it is said that it is rare, is that the colorful dragon and the fairy dragon do not exclude intermarriage with the epic dragon of the fifth and sixth orders.

Hearing that this Pige sacrifice is completely precious to Aston Villa, the two Dragon City couples really don't know how to describe their feelings, even if Daisy and Joorna know these things, it is absolutely impossible to have such details!

"No, you just said that the Frost Dancer had been beaten to death by a dozen Hell Black Dragons, if you were his son, why didn't you save him? Fairy Dragon Lena frowned, carefully studying every expression and detail shift on this Richard's face.

"I have a lot of grievances that I can't talk about." Where can Liu Zhenzhen make up a reason, he simply played deep: "Whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me anyway, I don't expect to be recognized by you, after all, my current identity is a Beamon."

The Rainbow Dragon and the Fairy Dragon had nothing more to say.