Seventy-five, the dragon
didn't feel the black panther have malicious intentions, Zhang Longqian didn't move, just looked at it with some doubts, and saw that it lowered its head, and its forehead was against the dagger composed of the broken army.
"Ahh Zhang Longqian was taken aback and wanted to stop, but the sharp dagger had already cut a wound about an inch long on the black panther's forehead, and the dark blue blood immediately flowed out slowly.
Seeing that the panther seemed to have only been cut through a layer of skin, Zhang Longqian breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the king of Yama, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask if this was okay, but he heard him say in a deep voice: "Transfuse your mana into the wound." β
Stunned for a moment, although he didn't know why, Zhang Longqian still obediently dispersed the broken army, gathered a trace of mana in his fingertips, and then lightly touched the wound on the black panther's forehead.
The black panther meekly lowered her head, allowing Zhang Longqian's mana to invade the wound, she only felt that her mana was like a small spring, and at this moment she was entering a dry pool, the pool was bottomless, but because of her little mana, a trace of cold and warm breath gradually came out, as if something gradually appeared at the bottom of the pool.
In the next moment, Zhang Longqian's Danyuan burned violently, and the mana suddenly poured into the black panther body uncontrollably, heading straight for the dry deep pool.
Startled by this sudden change, Zhang Longqian felt that the mana he had injected was cut off before he could react, and the mana in his body was no longer lost.
But in just this moment, most of her mana was gone.
Shocked and wanted to ask what was going on, the black panther in front of him suddenly changed.
It suddenly took a step back. Closing his eyes and curling up, the wound on his forehead healed quickly, and a misty mist came from nowhere. It was wrapped in its entirety, and only its faint figure could be seen, and then the panther maintained this posture and floated in the mist. Zhang Longqian could barely see the black panther's figure, but found that just like when it faced the fire separation spell before, its body seemed to twist slightly, and then the mist turned rapidly, as if something was stirring violently. The fog did not dissipate at all, but became thicker and thicker, and the figure of the black panther quickly blurred.
"How ......"
Zhang Long looked at King Yama in confusion. saw that he was just quietly looking at the black panther wrapped in mist, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes.
At this moment, a long voice suddenly sounded.
Zhang Longqian couldn't help but be excited, this voice was too familiar to her.
Dragon's groan.
It's just that this dragon chant is more muffled than the voice of the Heavenly Dragon Jue. More vicissitudes. Mixed with deep helplessness, a feeling of vast loneliness suddenly reached Zhang Longqian's heart, making her heart tremble fiercely.
Subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but found that it was from the fog that enveloped the black panther.
Could it be that the panther has become a dragon?
This thought flashed, and something in the mist seemed to stretch out suddenly, and a slight gust of wind came out of it, and the mist gradually dispersed.
The first thing I saw was pure darkness.
And then. Zhang Longqian was stunned.
The creature in front of him had a pair of horns as warm and crystalline as coral, and the black scales on its body glowed with a mysterious cold light in the faint light. The scales of the thorax and abdomen are slightly lighter in color, a light inky color, which appears to be somewhat tender, and the four claws are also pitch-black in color, shining with sharp light, and the end of the slender snake-like body is a carp-like tail. It didn't have wings all over its body, but it was steadily hanging in the air and looking at Zhang Longqian, but its eyes were the same golden as when it was in the form of a black panther, which looked mysterious and beautiful.
There is no doubt that this is a dragon.
It's not the form of a spell, it's a real dragon, a dragon with the posture of a white dragon like Guan Rongtu.
But what surprised Zhang Longqian the most was the size of this dragon.
Legend has it that dragons can change in size, and can even be as long as 100 miles when exposed to water, and you can't see the head and tail at the same time.
And now what Zhang Long is looking at is a small dragon that is only three feet long. It's just that it's "small", but it doesn't mean that it's shrinking in size because it's not in the water.
ββ¦β¦ Baby dragons? β
Zhang Long was stunned for a long time, looking at the young size, and the pair of coral horns that had only grown a little bit and had just forked, and finally spit out these two words.
The black dragon blinked and flew in front of Zhang Longqian, his golden eyes looking extremely beautiful. Maybe it was because of the posture, Zhang Longqian actually felt that it was a little naΓ―ve, and couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the little horn on the black dragon's head, the black dragon did not refuse, but took the initiative to put his head against Zhang Longqian's outstretched palm, and let her gently caress it.
There was an indescribable comfortable touch on his hand, Zhang Longqian looked at the black dragon's half-closed eyes, and couldn't help but admire: "It's so cute......"
Zhang Longqian gently withdrew his hand, and the black dragon immediately flew around her slowly, and his big golden eyes seemed to be shining with joy.
The black dragon moved with his gaze, and Zhang Long asked King Yama, "King Yama, may I ask...... What's going on? β
King Yama stroked his long beard and said with some emotion, "It can finally show its original form." Then, without waiting for Zhang Longqian to respond, he whispered to the black dragon: "Black Dragon, may you escape despair this time." β
The black dragon stopped abruptly, nodded lightly at King Yama, and then let out a low groan, and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Longqian's back.
Caught off guard, Zhang Longqian failed to react, and the black dragon hit her shoulder and back.
However, the imaginary impact did not come, but a stream of water-like coolness suddenly poured into his body from his shoulders and back, making Zhang Longqian couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he didn't feel any discomfort, and couldn't help but wonder. She turned her head to look for the dragon-shaped Yin Beast, but the only people left in the place were her and the King of Yama.
"Huh? What about the black dragon? β
King Yama smiled slightly, his fingers drew a circle, and a cyan light curtain with a diameter of about one foot appeared in front of him, and he said to Zhang Longqian: "You yourself turn your back here and look back." β
Zhang Longqian leaned towards the light curtain in a bit of a daze, and at the same time turned his head to look at the light curtain, and then let out an "ah" in surprise.
What appeared in the cyan light curtain was Zhang Longqian's bare back, and there was an extra tattoo on her originally smooth back, a black dragon tattoo.
The dragon's head is on Zhang Longqian's left shoulder, the slender body is naturally coiled down, the tail is coiled on Zhang Longqian's right waist, the four claws are slightly open, as if they are rising into the air, the golden eyes are quiet and indifferent, but mixed with a trace of helpless vicissitudes.
And it wasn't the size of a young dragon, but the form of an adult dragon that was more majestic than Guan Rongtu's white dragon. (To be continued.) )