"Storm Phantom Feather, coupled with Bai Qi's method of controlling the wind and controlling the ice, the power is so domineering!"

Seeing that those dragon generals were beaten to the ground by Bai Qi's dragon method, a smile appeared on Zhu Minglang's face.

This special feather obtained from the Dragon Training Academy actually became stronger as Bai Yi grew and advanced.

This made Zhu Minglang have an extra weapon to kill the enemy in addition to the shadow protection he created.

Know that any equipment that can be armed with a dragon pet can also be used by the dragon herder himself!

That Storm Phantom Spirit Feather had also been increased because of Bai Qi's evolution, which was equivalent to Zhu Minglang now holding a dragon master-level weapon in his hand......

It was precisely with this guarantee that Zhu Minglang stood still, seemingly focusing on the battle between Bai Yi and those dragon generals, but in fact sneered in his heart.

Someone sneaked in.

Who else could this sneaky guy have besides Du Cheng.

Du Cheng's supernatural power is close to the power of ghosts, and he can even separate a puppet to confuse the enemy.

The person who was scratched by the ice crystals was not Du Cheng's body, but his puppet.

His divine tricks......

Zhu Minglang saw through it at a glance.

In his hometown, the ability of the gods is as much stronger than him, if it weren't for that phantom robe, this Du Cheng would be just a scumbag!

"Son of Destiny, is that all???"

Zhu Minglang smiled, turned around slowly, and stared at Du Cheng, who thought he was silent, motionlessly.

Du Cheng was like an afterimage at this time, basically equivalent to stealth in the dark, and when Zhu Minglang faced him, Du Cheng himself was startled!

How did he find out?

That puppet, in order to deceive the Bingchen White Dragon, even the flesh scars scraped on it are real!!

"Little Dragon Shepherd, how dare you compete with me for glory and give me death!" Du Cheng was annoyed in his heart.

Bingchen White Dragon was still some way away, and Zhu Minglang was not protected by other powerful dragon beasts.

In the early days of the dragon herder, it was difficult to compete with the gods and mortals, as long as the gods and mortals found a chance to directly cross the dragon head to kill the dragon rider, and then escape, it was considered to have won the final victory.

But the higher the level, the more terrifying the Dragon Wrangler becomes.

Several gods and mortals of the same level may not be able to take a dragon herder.

There are so many dragon beasts in the dragon herder, and each one is in charge.

Therefore, in the team of the dragon herder, it can often be seen that some gods and mortals are vassals.

Zhu Minglang is obviously far from reaching that level, his Bingchen White Dragon is strong, and there is no one and a dragon here who can fight alone, but the Bingchen White Dragon is bypassed, and after being contained, Zhu Minglang is no different from half a wasted person!

Killable!

Du Cheng is very sure.

Even if it is recognized, it is too late for the Bingchen White Dragon to savior now.

With such a short distance, even if Zhu Minglang still has a strong dragon, he won't have time to call it out!

"Die!"

The sleeve blade slipped out, one each in the left and right hands, Du Cheng stepped on, like a ghost, and he cut the left and right sleeves towards Zhu Minglang's throat at the same time.

I saw that the blade shadow was like the teeth of the two evil moons, and Zhu Minglang couldn't retreat, let alone dodge.

Of course, Zhu Minglang didn't plan to hide himself.

Just take this Du Cheng and try the storm phantom feather that he cast on himself.

Sharper than a cut throat?

"Boom Boom Boom !!"

The feathers exploded, the blades rolled wildly, and Zhu Minglang's body suddenly struck with a terrifying aura as a dragon master-level creature.

I saw that the two staggered fangs of the evil moon stopped abruptly in mid-air, and Du Cheng, who was flying like a ghost, also stopped in front of Zhu Minglang strangely, and the silver feathers rotated violently, piercing out of his bones and flesh with great sharpness......

Flew out of the throat.

Flew out of the chest.

Fly out of the back!!

The most terrifying thing is that these storm phantom feathers pierced into Du Cheng's body from where and from what angle.

There were hundreds of feathers, even though Du Cheng's whole body was sprayed with a large piece of blood mist at this time, shaped like a huge blood lotus canopy, those storm spirit feathers were still as clean as snow......

They harvested life fiercely, and when they formed a gorgeous and terrifying feather vortex around Zhu Minglang, they were as sharp as blades, but when they flew back to Zhu Minglang's side, they became soft and light again!

The snowflakes fluttered and fell, the phantom feathers were gently suspended, and Zhu Minglang stood there, not moving at all, his long clothes were still clean.

Du Cheng's body seemed to have lost its support and slowly collapsed to the ground, and in this process, his hands were separated, his feet were separated, and his whole body was more like a precise slaughter, all of which were unraveled!

The face is not complete, but it can be known that each of his faces is also the incredible color before he died!!

Son of Destiny, Son of Destiny of Zonggong......

Why did he die so inexplicably at the hands of a rotten people and a nameless junior!

He is the future master of this land, the palace is his, and these large and small city-states will also submit to him!

"The frog at the bottom of the well. Zhu Minglang said with a sneer.

It's all said, as soon as it's summer.

Don't mess with anyone!!

What kind of sect palace, when Bai has reached the full stage, Zhu Minglang doesn't mind crushing them!

On the ground, Du Cheng seemed to be still intact, but the blood was not stopping, but none of his parts were connected.

Zhu Minglang looked down at him and saw a dark shadow floating on his body, drifting out like smoke and dust.

Zhu Minglang originally thought that it was Du Cheng's dead soul, and the same gods and mortals could be harvested and brewed into pearls, and Du Cheng's soul beads should not be much worse, but soon Zhu Minglang found that this shadow smoke and dust was not his soul.

"Armor ???"

Zhu Minglang himself is in this business, how could he not recognize this kind of object.

It turned out that Du Cheng was still wearing a black robe, no wonder his previous body looked particularly weird, and even a dragon lord like Bai Yi had to work hard to catch up with him.

"The material is quite rare, although the workmanship is a little rougher, but it should be improved. Thank you for the gift from Young Master Du Cheng!" Zhu Minglang bowed to Du Cheng's soul.

This phantom robe is much more valuable than Du Cheng's tattered soul!!

Considering that the soul picking and brewing beads might damage the soul bond between the Phantom Clothes and Du Cheng, Zhu Minglang decisively gave up this guy's rotten soul, cut off the soul connection of the Phantom Clothes, and quietly pocketed it.

"Young Master!!"

"Four Young Masters!!"

Among the four males, the female bloated male screamed.

The young master of the sect palace has many returns, but each of them is regarded as a treasure by the master of the sect palace, and now they have died tragically in this conspiracy, how can they explain it!

"You care about him so much, then you can enter the ghost gate together on the way!" At this moment, a thick voice sounded next to the female male.

The female male was shocked, when did this boxer get close to him!