Chapter 404 The Dead Dragon Who Was Vomited Blood by Anger

Boom!

The Destruction Ice Crystal pierced through Zhang Shun's Thunder God Guardian, and with a powerful aftermath, it struck him on the back. Zhang Shun only felt that a train was passing by and hit it hard.

He hugged Feng Ling'er, flew up from the ground, and rushed straight forward. In order not to press Feng Ling'er, Zhang Shun wrapped one hand around her waist so that she was tightly attached to herself. At the moment of landing, Zhang Shun supported the ground with his other hand, and the mental power of his whole body was released, controlling himself not to fall into the snow.

When touching the ground, Zhang Shun turned to the side and turned over. In this way, Feng Ling'er lay on top of him, and he was not hurt.

"Ahem-" Zhang Shun landed on his back and coughed violently. The huge force from his back almost knocked his internal organs out.

But—

But—

Zhang Shun was surprised to find that he was fine! Except for a few minor injuries, his body was fine. Not even the bones were broken.

Seeing this miraculous phenomenon, Zhang Shun instantly understood. His muscles and bones were broken twice, and he used elemental repair twice, and even a master of lower energy couldn't kill him with one blow, let alone a ninth-level alien spirit.

Abilities and superpowers are two different concepts. In the eyes of super masters, no matter how strong the abilities and spirits are, they are also vulnerable. It's just that Zhang Shun, a pervert, has comprehended the skill that only super masters have, the elemental repair technique.

Moreover, he has three series of attributes, and the three elements repair the body at the same time, which is much better than the repair effect of a single element. So he was only hit by the force of the impact, and it didn't hurt his internal organs. The flesh wounds on the surface and the wounds on the muscles and bones were also quickly repaired with the elements.

"Haha-" Zhang Shun lay on the ground, looking up to the sky and laughing. I was overjoyed in my heart, how could I forget this stubble.

Urge the elementals and quickly repair the wounds.

At this moment, Feng Ling'er had woken up, she was lying on Zhang Shun's body, her head was against Zhang Shun's chest, and her posture was very ambiguous. But she couldn't move, and she couldn't get down. She struggled for a while and found that her whole body was tingling, so she had to stay motionless and lie on Zhang Shun's body.

She was very strange, Zhang Shun was hit so hard, why was he still in the mood to laugh, could it be that he was stupid?

Feng Ling'er had never been so close to a boy, and she was ashamed and anxious at the moment, not knowing what to do. I had to pretend to be unconscious, as if nothing had happened.

However, Zhang Shun's hand was still tightly wrapped around his waist. The waist is one of the most sensitive parts of people, and Feng Ling'er feels crispy and itchy, which is very uncomfortable. And the towering chest is tightly attached to Zhang Shun, such a secret part, sticking to a boy, makes Feng Ling'er even more ashamed.

However, thinking of the most critical moment just now, Zhang Shun did not hesitate to protect himself in the middle, and Feng Ling'er was moved from the bottom of her heart. She is not hard-hearted, she also has a tender side, a man can protect her without risking her own life, what girl would not be moved?

Feng Ling'er pretended to be unconscious, and when she was thinking nonsense, Zhang Shun got up from the ground. Tianqi, who was kicked away, also ran to Zhang Shun's side quite dissatisfied at this moment, whining at him. It also has feelings and righteousness, and at a critical juncture, it also wants to face it with Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun glanced at Feng Ling'er in his arms, saw that her eyes were closed, he didn't think much about it, he just said that she was unconscious, so he found a big tree and put her on the ground against the big tree. Although the dead dragon can't hurt himself, he can hurt Feng Ling'er, so he put her aside for the time being, and he is dealing with the dead dragon.

At this moment, the dead dragon was also a little dumbfounded, standing twenty meters away, looking at Zhang Shun blankly. It also seemed to be very curious why its strongest blow couldn't hurt the human in front of it!

"Roar-" Seeing that Zhang Shun didn't run after getting up, the dead dragon felt that he was greatly provoked, and suddenly stretched out his head and roared.

The fishy wind is blowing, and the breath is smoky. Zhang Shun hurriedly formed a telekinesis shield and blocked it from the door. He fanned his sleeves and was very speechless, ", it stinks, it stinks, you haven't brushed your teeth for a long time." ”

Since the dead dragon can't hurt himself, there is no need to be afraid of it, Zhang Shun approached him, with a provocative arc at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Shun walked slowly, not with many steps. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pressed down sharply, his fist opened, and a bolt of lightning flew out of his palm. The thunder was like a thick cloud, and it instantly swelled, turning into a bucket-thick thunderbolt that slashed down from mid-air.

Twice Thor's Fury!

The last time the human in front of him was only able to run away in front of him. The dead dragon didn't think that Zhang Shun would take the initiative to attack, so it didn't dodge at all. When the lightning struck, it lowered itself and stretched its neck.

"Boom!" The thunder shook the sky, with an incomparably powerful momentum, and slashed down from mid-air. After the double amplification of the Heavenly God Bead and the Purple Bead, the power of this Thunder God's Fury was equivalent to five or six times that of the ordinary Thunder God's Fury before.

The dead dragon didn't have time to dodge, so he had to lower his body to defend and suffer this attack.

This guy is also thick-skinned, and he is not afraid of thunder and lightning. But it can be seen that it is not careless. Its limbs, clasped tightly to the ground, its claws suddenly extended, piercing into the hard ice.

"Boom!" Thunder and lightning slammed into it, and the tremendous energy crushed its body. The limbs are spread out, bringing up a lot of ice chips. It was like a tortoise with its shell peeled, its limbs bounced out, its head and tail in a line, clinging to the ground.

"Roar-" The dead dragon ate a mouthful of ice chips, and jumped up from the ground with his limbs retracted. Zhang Shun's strongest blow didn't hurt it.

It craned its head again and roared. However, Zhang Shun was not afraid at all, and only used his mental power to stop the bad breath of the dead dragon. Although the skill hurts on the body, it can't hurt yourself. Some skin injuries heal quickly. If she escapes now, Feng Ling'er will definitely be torn apart by it.

"Come on, big guy, let me see what you're up to." Zhang Shun saw that he couldn't hurt it, so he simply gave up the attack.

He looked at the dead dragon defiantly, clenched his fists tightly, stabilized his body with his telekinesis, and took root in the ground, waiting for the attack of the dead dragon.

Because of his words, in the next half hour, he experienced various Feng Shui attacks, destroying ice crystal packages three times, whirlwind roaring combinations no less than ten times, and storms and ice rain fell one after another without stopping.

However, after each collision, Zhang Shun quickly returned to that position and waited for the undead dragon to attack. He has three elements of luck and repairs his body quickly. Every time the Dragon Skill interval, it has been fixed.

The Dead Dragon of the Snow Plains Tyranny, with all his might, couldn't hurt Zhang Shun, and it almost vomited blood.

A wind killed the snow and fell on Zhang Shun again, but the power was much smaller than before. It is also a violent temper and refuses to admit defeat, so when it first activates the skill, it is released extremely quickly. At this moment, the energy consumption is not small, and the power of the skill is not as strong as before.

Zhang Shun stood straight and straight, as if enjoying its attack. The wind killed the snow and fell, chopping off the last rag on his body, and he stood naked in the snow. However, there was no sign of injury to his body.

"Roar—"

The undead dragon finally collapsed, roared, and turned to leave. As if to say, I've lived a lifetime, and I've never seen such a pervert.