Saying that, Qingyang turned around and pointed at the dragon phantom behind Yan Feng, his face was ugly and hostile to Ziru and said, "You may not know what it is, right?" ”

Zi Ru followed the direction pointed by Qingyang, looked at the dragon on the left purple and blue on the right behind Yan Feng, felt the majestic and majestic aura, and was even more shocked in his heart, and then shook his head in panic.

"That's not the power of Yanfeng...... Qingyang said, lowered his head and sighed, and continued to say weakly: "It's also our irresistible power......"

Hearing Qingyang's low sigh, Ziru's face suddenly turned very pale, and her voice trembled involuntarily, "Then, then, ...... you, my lord"

Irresistible power - knowing that it is irresistible but still resisting forcibly, no one will choose to face it, if possible, they will flee quickly; After all, there is only one life, not to mention stealing life, but if you die in vain, no matter who you are, you will not be willing.

Looking at the purple and white face in front of him, Qingyang smiled faintly, and then said eloquently as if he had seen through the other party's thoughts: "Irresistible but forcibly resisting, do you think this is self-defeating?" ”

Ziru still looked at Qingyang with a pale face, and did not answer, but her frightened and dull gaze explained what she meant.

"Hmph, you still don't know anything...... Qingyang snorted disdainfully, looked around, looked at the people wrapped in the vision, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then raised his head, as if remembering something, and said lightly: "That was a long time ago, and that legend is far longer than the existence of your Flame Squad...... The mutation caused by the dispute a hundred years ago was due to the existence of this legend......"

Qingyang's eyes gradually became blurred, his thoughts seemed to fly back to the past, and he said slowly with emotion in his voice: "...... That's because I'm afraid your team didn't exist yet, ...... at the time"

Qingyang, who was about to continue, suddenly felt a little inappropriate, stopped in a panic, turned his head, and looked at Yanfeng in horror-

At this time, Yan Feng had already raised his head, looking ahead expressionlessly, his eyes were purple and blue, and his eyes were completely locked on Qingyang, who was full of panic.

"Roar—"

Behind Yan Feng, the dragon that had originally become illusory suddenly raised its head and roared, and the dim blue-purple light quickly became brighter.

A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the space, and at the same time, a wave containing several shocking powers rippled out with the roar as the center of the flame peak.

Feeling the surging shock, Qingyang suddenly didn't care about explaining any more legends to Ziru, and hurriedly ordered with a nervous face: "Don't hesitate, he has lost consciousness!" Come on! Otherwise, we will all die! ”

As he spoke, Qingyang crossed his hands and held his shoulders, and then opened it suddenly, as if he wanted to release something from his body, raised his head and let out a long roar - a pitch-black air flow quickly emanated from Qingyang's body, completely covering it, and at the same time spread out to the surroundings at an alarmingly low level, forming a huge black mist.

"Roar—"

Choked up and choked up the strange novel

w~w~w.

There was another loud dragon roar, and a huge gray-black dragon head with the horns of a knight's spear whistled out through the fog; Then, behind the gray-black dragon head, five pairs of ten dragon wings of different sizes quickly opened, and with a gentle fanning, the thick black mist was dispelled.

After the black mist dispersed, a gray-black dragon with a body size of nearly ten zhang flapped its wings behind its back, and its mouth swallowed the same gray-black air current, swaying up and down slightly and floating in the air.

The gray-black dragon's ten wings flapped violently, and its huge body flew up violently, and then fell on all fours, standing prostrate in front of Yan Feng, and the empty dragon eyes stared at the dragon phantom the same size as his own head behind Yan Feng.

"Click-"

A crisp sound of thunder and lightning sounded on the side, and a bright purple thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, accurately slashing Ziru suspended in mid-air; Then, with the same dragon groan, a purple dragon about twenty feet long slowly flew out of the thunder and lightning.

Looking closely, there were no dragon horns like gray-black dragons on the purple giant dragon's head, and the blue-green dragon eyes looked faintly ahead; Under the long dragon's neck, the streamlined body looked much more elegant than the gray-black dragon next to it, the round scales on the body were densely arranged, completely protecting the body, and the purple thunder and lightning swirled around the scales, constantly making a crackling electric shock; Standing firmly on his legs, the eight dragon wings behind him stood silently behind him, equally emitting bright purple thunder.

"Alright, they're done too." A heavy voice came out of the gray-black dragon's mouth, and Qingyang at this time completely turned into a gray-black dragon in front of him.

Turning the dragon head lightly, Qingyang looked at Zilong beside him lightly, and said in a thick voice: "Fortunately, the realm of the Eight Wings has a good grasp, Ziru." ”

Listening to Qingyang's words, Zilong didn't make any moves, but still quietly looked at the dragon phantom behind Yan Feng.

"Fly in, fly away, Lin Huan, prepare." Qingyang knelt on the ground, turned the dragon, looked around Yanfeng, and whispered.

At this time, behind the right side of Yanfeng, a bird with a blue body mixed with a little red spot flew in the air with its wings spread; The bird's long beak gently swallowed the blue flames, but when the blue flames erupted, they strangely turned red; Asuka's body is smooth and looks as elegant as a crane, but the fly in the ointment is that under Asuka's streamlined body, only a long red leg curls up slightly, completely destroying the overall sense of elegance.

Behind the left side of Yanfeng, the original violent tornado had all dispersed, and a fierce tiger with black tattoos and white body stood majestically in place, with the word "king" printed on his forehead in black, faintly revealing the domineering spirit of the king; The two milky white fangs as long as the tiger's legs on the tiger's head are slowly surrounded by a dark green breeze, which is light, but the space around it can be clearly seen to be constantly twisted as if it has been divided.

Directly behind Yanfeng, a dragon, an elk body, an oxtail, a horse's hoof, and a silver-white unicorn were standing quietly at this time, with a distorted white light on his body, and his silver-white eyes were quietly looking at Yanfeng, as if he was waiting for something.

At this time, Yan Feng's originally rapid breathing, which was completely encircled, gradually slowed down, and he quietly felt the breath scattered around him.

"Whew...... White tiger...... Bi Fang...... Kirin ...... Long ......" a mechanical voice sounded in Yanfeng's mouth, "...... Didn't use ......"

Then, the purple and blue light suddenly lit up, quickly surrounding Yan Feng's body.

"Kill him!" Watching the aura on Yan Feng's body rise, the gray-black dragon said sharply.

(End of chapter)