Chapter Eighty-Seven: Right Guard? Lord of the Abyss!

The abyssal species kept dying in the battle with the dragon, and Qu Yanzhi asked a little unbearably: "Mo Ninglong, won't we help?" ”

She knew that this favor was just a matter of turning over Mo Ninglong.

But Mo Ninglong shook his head: "Don't help." ”

"Why?" Qu Yanzhi didn't blame Mo Ninglong, she just wanted to know a reason.

"It's not someone related to me, and it's still such an ugly monster."

Mo Ninglong's words seemed a little ruthless in Qu Yanzhi's eyes, but in this world, it was normal, and there was even some kindness.

There are not a few races that like to fall into the well.

Bai Zhi explained in a timely manner: "The murderous aura revealed by these abyssal species, killing at least 100,000 people, compared to the morality of the present world, it is not aimed at anyone, and everyone here is not sorry to die." ”

"One hundred thousand!?"

Qu Yanzhi looked at those bright girls again, and their eyes changed.

But she still couldn't believe it.

Unbelief?

It's normal.

After all, human beings in peacetime are still very moral on the surface.

"I suddenly remembered something." Mo Ninglong stood up, patted the potato chip residues on his body and said, "You still have to do it, these abyss seeds are still somewhat useful." ”

The dragon that has just gotten up looks like an old antique that has been sleeping for 10,000 years, and some changes in the continent must not be known, but this abyss species is different.

Young, active, and still with some strength.

Maybe you can get some news about the other side of the contract.

Mo Ninglong thought so and raised his hand.

Just as he was about to make a move.

Time and space seem to be condensed.

Mo Ninglong was stunned for a second, his raised hand stiffened, and then he sat down again with a smile.

Maybe the play isn't over yet.

In the center of the battlefield, the one-sided situation changed again.

Needless to say, the god machine has already exited in the form of total annihilation.

And the abyss species of the weak side has a strange thing.

A crack cracked in mid-air.

A vertical pupil emerges from the crack.

And under the crack, there is a small black dot, it is a young girl.

With the same breath, there is no doubt that the abyss is planted.

A black dress.

Standing barefoot in the void.

A pair of scarlet eyes spoils the overall delicate feeling of the face.

Keep your head down.

An indifferent look swept over the left guard of the Abyss Seed.

"The abyss seed has become weaker."

The left guard dragged the crippled body and stood on his knees, looking at the man with a respectful expression: "Greetings, right guard!" ”

The comer who was called the right guard by the abyss species waved his hand in disgust.

The wind howled.

The entire floor was cut off by one layer.

There is a feeling of a human blowing through pencil ash.

Among them, the left guard was beaten back to his original form, and his weak body struggled on the ground.

The left guard did not complain, and re-kneered with difficulty.

"Your Excellency, familiar." The dragon's eyes narrowed slightly.

After sleeping for a long time, my memory decreased a little.

The unbeaten face in front of me seems to have been seen somewhere.

He has an indefinite lifespan, and some things are hard to impress in his head, except for something unusually profound.

I saw that the girl in the black dress said expressionlessly: "You are not qualified enough to talk to me." ”

Invisible force field diffusion.

Dragon scales fluttered, blood splattered.

After a while, the kung fu dragon was left with only a skeleton.

Then the girl looked into the distance and stomped lightly on the soles of her feet.

Invisible power spreads from underfoot.

After a moment of silence, the whole land shook.

"Girl, the last time I saw you, I was just a hairy child." Hoarse voices came from underground, and the desert continued to sink.

Soon all that remained of the land was a bottomless pit.

It is impossible to estimate exactly what the diameter of this pit is.

Because you can't see the other side of the pit at all.

In this hole, there is a tower-like structure that resembles spikes.

The stout tower-like structure is dotted with strange caves.

In each cave there was a dragon sleeping.

Today, they will all wake up.

"One dragon is already terrifying, and now there are so many?" Qu Yan looked straight at his body shape.

I suddenly felt so small.

Can that girl in a black dress really deal with these dragons?

"Old bones, I knew you were still alive." The girl in the black dress actually smiled: "Long time no see." ”

"Girl? No, that tone! ”

In the dark pit, a giant dragon rose into the sky.

It looked down at the girl in the black dress: "I see, do you live in another way by relying on other people's bodies, I have to say that you have been really bad these years." ”

"It's just a matter of putting the tools where they fit."

The girl in the black dress sneered and looked at the pure land floating in the air.

It was the green tree that Mo Ninglong was leaning on.

"The anomaly that can attract elves has such a large range, and it is better than the so-called traction technique, it is really hard for me to give up."

Well, in order not to disturb the other party's performance.

Mo Ninglong's eyes were quick to add a concealment technique for his side.

What about the near-god species?

Don't look at him Mo Ninglong's soft voice and soft body, but he is a real god species, and if he wants to overthrow a god species, this kind of thing is just thought about in a dream.

The dragon's face actually showed a humanized smile: "Hehe, I was still afraid of you back then, but what can you do now?" ”

"Besides, I still have so many people!"

Dragon!

It's all dragons! A dragon that covers the sky!

Each dragon has the strongest attack ready, and the target is determined: the girl in the black dress.

"It seems that after a long time, you have forgotten the prestige of the Lord of the Abyss."

was locked by so many techniques, but there was no fear, and there was even kung fu to sigh that the years were unforgiving.

Tsk tsk.

It's so good!

Mo Ninglong was embarrassed to watch from the sidelines.

Fortunately, the appearance is eye-catching.

Well, you can see it.

He glanced at the chest of the girl in the black dress.

Terrible milk volume.

It deserves to be a child**!

In other words, the strength of the abyss seed does not depend on the amount of milk.

In the previous battle, Mo Ninglong looked fascinated, very skillfully, the strong ones are basically **, and the cattle's are basically poor milk.

I don't really understand this group.

"Hiss~"

Mo Ninglong glanced at the empty jar in his hand and threw it away.

After thinking about it, opening up your own open space is a rummag.

"Come on, come on, eat watermelon, sweet and fragrant big watermelon, no seeds."

As an audience watching the duel between the two masters in the Imperial City, there is nothing more suitable than eating melons