Song Jian glanced at Heilong, feeling that her temper seemed to have become more irritable since she was promoted.

"Don't move, I'll pull out the war spear from your back......" Song Jian patted the black dragon's strong body and said softly.

After the black dragon trampled on the centaur to death, his anger seemed to dissipate a lot, and he glanced at Song Jian, meekly leaned down, and lay on the grass.

Song Jian stood on the black dragon's back, clenched the war spear with both hands, and pulled it outward, the black dragon's body trembled slightly, endured the pain, and let out a low hiss.

He took out a bottle of high-grade healing potion from the package and poured it on the black dragon's wound, with the recovery power of the black dragon, this kind of skin trauma can heal in a day or two at most, but with the help of healing potions, the recovery time can be shortened to a few minutes.

Feeling a burst of coolness coming from the wound on his back, the black dragon became more docile.

Song Jian jumped off the black dragon and began to rummage through the items that the golden centaur had exploded.

Picking up all the loot, Song Jian's face became very ugly, obviously a king-level boss, but he didn't even drop an epic piece of equipment, only a gold-quality war spear.

This spear is also a long-range throwing weapon equipped in the off-hand, the damage is good, after throwing, you don't need to pick it up, after twenty seconds, it will automatically return to the off-hand equipment slot, but if you can pick it up again immediately after throwing, then this cooldown will be refreshed immediately.

After Song Jian carefully checked the attributes of the war spear, he immediately replaced the skeleton crossbow.

The war spear is also not within the scope of the sword envoy's weapons, if Song Jian uses it to attack, the damage will be reduced by 80%, and against ordinary monsters of the same level, I am afraid there is no way to break the defense.

However, the additional attributes of this war spear are excellent, almost five or six times that of the skeleton crossbow, and most importantly, although it cannot cause damage to the enemy, the enemy hit by the war spear will be slow for 5 seconds, and this slowness, with domain priority, ordinary elimination skills, have no effect on it.

"Parallel goods!" Song Jian glanced at the corpse of the golden centaur, shook his head and said.

Although he was given a war spear with good attributes, a king-level boss only dropped a gold-quality item, and no matter who encountered it, I am afraid that he would have to scold the parallel goods.

Song Jian turned over and rode on the back of the black dragon, and the black dragon spread its wings, soared into the air, and flew in the direction where the City of Hope was located.

Not long after they left, there was a "rumbling" sound on the grassland, like ten thousand horses galloping, and from a distance, more than 5,000 centaurs, fully armed, rushed from a distance.

The leader was a centaur, wearing a golden crown on his head, a suit of close-fitting soft armor, a shield in his left hand, and a one-handed hammer in his right hand, with a slightly old face.

This centaur is the king of Saqinr, the ruler of this grassland, and behind it, there are five thousand guards, and these guards, at worst, also have the strength of elite bosses.

King Saqin slowly walked up to the golden centaur's corpse, and looked at the scars on the golden centaur's body, and King Saqin's face became ugly.

After a long time, a desolate and ancient war song sounded from the mouth of King Saqiner.

"The steppes of Saqinr have raised the fearless warriors of the tribe"

"In the face of the enemy, go forward with courage and no fear"

……

The hoarse and deep voice of the King of Saqin rang out, and the guards behind him began to sing together with the King of Saqiner, and the song spread throughout the Saqin steppe.

Several guards slowly stepped forward and gently lifted the corpse of the golden centaur, and the corpse of the centaur that was originally burning with transparent flames disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"Take Gova's body back and bury it properly!" King Saqin's sword-like face showed a resolute expression, and he said to the guards behind him: "Divide a thousand men and me to chase the enemy, even if they chase to the ends of the earth, I will take off the enemy's head and pay tribute to my son!" ”

The guards listened to King Saqin's words, and there was a slight commotion, and a burly centaur, after hesitating for a moment, stepped forward and whispered: "King, you are the leader of the tribe, pursue the enemy, leave it to us, I will definitely bring back the head of the enemy who killed the third prince!" ”

"He killed my son!" King Saqin stared at the centaur with an expressionless face, and for a long time, the other party stepped back in silence, not dissuading.

In a short time, King Saqin led a thousand guards and chased in the direction where the black dragon had left, while the rest of the men escorted the corpse of the golden centaur back to the tribe.

……

Song Jian was riding on the back of the black dragon, unbeknownst to them, there was a team of centaurs chasing after them.

After flying some distance, Song Jian suddenly felt a scorching pain in the center of his eyebrows, and subconsciously covered his eyebrows with his hands, letting out a painful moan.

The black dragon turned his head and glanced at Song Jian, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, seeing the painful look on Song Jian's face, the black dragon hesitated for a moment and slowly descended.

By this time, they had left the confines of the Saqiner steppe and came to a desolate Gobi desert, the ground was littered with large rocks and clusters of brown weeds.

The wind blew, and the Gobi suddenly sounded like a ghost crying wolf, which was the sound of the wind passing through the weathered rocks.

Falling to the ground, the black dragon turned into the appearance of a black-haired little girl, looking at Song Jian, who was kneeling on the Gobi with his hands on his eyebrows, trembling slightly, his brows couldn't help frowning.

"Song Jian, what's wrong with you? Sick? The black dragon Kamata asked while standing beside Song Jian.

"Broken, broken delusional eyes, it has been successfully conceived, now, huhu~, now it is ......" Song Jian was sweating profusely, constantly panting, and looked very uncomfortable.

"Eyebrows, there seems to be something in the eyebrows, in, drilling out!" Song Jian felt that there was a small worm in the center of his eyebrows, constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood, and at the same time drilling out hard.

A moment later, a colorful divine light bloomed from the fingers that Song Jian was holding with both hands, and for a while, it illuminated a radius of tens of meters.

A trace of the breath of the dragon god bloomed from Song Jian's eyebrows, and the black dragon Kamata showed a surprised look on his face, and he retreated again and again, his small mouth opened slightly, and his body trembled involuntarily: "This, how can this be ......?"

Song Jian suddenly let out a low roar, only to feel a crisp cracking sound in his head.

Click~

After a soft sound, Song Jian felt that his whole person seemed to have been reborn, as if he had shed a thick shell, and the whole world seemed to be revitalized, and his perception became sharper.

The surrounding scenery has become more bright and moving, and the taste has become clearer, although it is already evening, even if the scenery is a few hundred meters away, Song Jian can see it clearly.

Everything around him conveyed all kinds of colorful information to him, and even the wind blowing in the air was also transmitting messages to him miles away.

"Breaking the Delusional Divine Eye, the Birth is Successful!" There was a coolness at the center of his eyebrows, Song Jian slowly stood up, moved his hands away, and at the center of his eyebrows, a dark golden vertical pupil rotated slightly, observing everything around him, exuding endless majesty.

The black dragon Kamata just glanced at this vertical pupil, and involuntarily fell to one knee, his head bowed, and chanted a prayer in praise of the dragon god.

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