Chapter 745: Sinking the Black Prison God
"What's that, I saw my second uncle and eldest brother's souls sucked away by that book. The red dragon's eyes widened and he looked at the dragon raising book in horror.
No, I have to tell the adults in the clan here, there must be something wrong with that book being able to devour the souls of our dragons.
The red dragon slowly retreated, his eyes flickering.
"Did it see?"
Gao Peng turned his head and frowned.
Now the ability to slay dragons cannot be exposed.
"Master, it just came, and was stopped by Bandara, but it should have seen it all. Dumb said without the slightest emotion.
This dragon is a dragon, if you go back and chew the root of your tongue...... You might get into some big trouble yourself.
The dragon clan is a large clan, and many small clans of the dragon clan can be subdivided under the dragon clan, such as the yellow dragon, the white dragon, the black dragon, the red dragon, the Ying dragon, the Li dragon, etc.
These are all groups of mythical beasts.
Gao Peng licked his somewhat dry lips.
"Clean up and don't leave the horse's feet behind. ”
Dumb nodded, and at the same time, not only Dumb, but also Xiao Huang and Antlong disappeared in place at the same time, and the dragon raising book also appeared on the top of the red dragon.
The pages were opened, and a golden light fell.
As soon as the red dragon was about to spit out dragon breath, he felt his body suddenly become weak, and he failed to spit out flames from his mouth, and finally sneezed.
Dumb landed silently on the red dragon's back, and five knife-like fingers easily pierced the flesh and blood of the red dragon's back.
"Please don't kill me. ”
The red dragon snapped and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
The voice was poignant, and dignity was left behind.
It's not that the red dragon didn't want to resist, but it was weakened by the dragon raising book, and it was enough to choke on Xiao Huang alone, let alone three quasi-gods.
"I signed a contract with you, and I am willing to be your royal beast. The red dragon hurriedly said.
Gao Peng smiled faintly, with the dragon raising book, why do you still need dragon beasts.
Even Gao Peng, who included this red dragon in the dragon raising book, disliked it as a bit weak.
The eight dragons in the Dragon Raising Book are all eight dragon souls carefully selected by the white skin, and they are the remnants of the eight most powerful dragon beasts that exist in this area of the Boundary Vortex Battlefield.
Each one was much stronger than this level 93 little red dragon at its peak.
"Isn't it good to live well, why is there so much curiosity. ”
Gao Peng yawned, like other monsters, you see who will come to check on the movement here.
They all know that this is Gao Peng's territory, and they won't come to peep at anything that happens.
Because sometimes seeing something you shouldn't see will only turn the two sides against each other.
"Gao Yueyue is really a ruthless person. Da Zi watched from behind, secretly speechless.
The red dragon was cleaned up.
After swallowing the red dragon, the progress of the dragon body's body contained in the internal space of the dragon raising book has also accelerated a lot.
"Master, we seem to have dug up a vein. ”
Dumb walked over and said to Gao Peng, those undead have been revived by Dumb, as long as something happens, Dumb will know as soon as possible.
Gao Peng rushed over, and this area had been dug into a super huge pit.
The depth of the pit is not too deep, because if it is too deep, it will not be conducive to transporting earth, so the excavation of the undead spreads outward in a flat plane.
In one of the freshly excavated areas, the soil layer was fractured, and patches of dark red ore could be seen from the exposed fault.
Dumb took the first step to pick up a piece of ore and handed it to Gao Peng after confirming that there was no danger.
Taking the ore, Gao Peng gently rubbed it in his palm.
The weight of this ore is much lighter than Gao Peng imagined.
Of course, the lightness here is relative, relative to the same volume of iron.
The ore exudes a faint fishy smell, this fishy smell Gao Peng is very familiar with, it is the smell of blood.
The dark red ore was as if it had been fished out of blood.
Xiao Huang secretly saw this ore in the back, and couldn't help but think of what he did that day, and it retracted its gaze with a weak heart, and passed by Gao Peng calmly with a cough.
"Little Yellow. Gao Peng's voice sounded from behind him.
Xiao Huang's body trembled suddenly, and he snorted.
"In!"
"Come and see if this ore is the one you've seen before. Gao Peng threw the dark red ore in his hand to Xiao Huang.
Xiao Huang secretly glanced at Gao Peng, and was relieved when he found that he really didn't mean to be angry.
"Okay!"
Xiao Huang pretended to play with the ore.
In fact, it recognized the ore at the first sight.
"Yes. Xiao Huang nodded slowly, pretending to be a little old man.
"That's good. Gao Peng bowed his head.
"Is this a vein?" Gao Peng stood on the edge of the pothole, looking down from the crater sky.
Patches of ore stained with dirt are exposed at the edges of the fractured soil layers.
"I guess it's a vein. "Dumb can't be sure.
"Collect all these ores separately, and by the way, don't damage them. Gao Peng still remembers Xiao Huang's damage to the ore.
These ores, if destroyed, will dissipate into the air.
Gao Peng didn't know if this ore was the ore needed by the Mechanical King, but after digging for so long, he had only dug this one vein, and Gao Peng felt that it should be eight or nine without leaving ten.
There are too few ores in this vortex battlefield, not as much as the Mechanical Ming King said at the beginning.
Ordered to go down, Gao Peng lay down on the old man's chair again, swaying up and down slowly.
......
A month passed, and the black coffin buried in the soil kept shaking.
The inky darkness spreads outward from the center of the coffin.
The soil was constantly wriggling, and gray-white stone coffins emerged from the soil.
Hey.
Gao Peng remembers that the coffin was black when it was buried, but now it has turned gray and white.
It's as if the nutrients have been sucked away.
Qiang.
The cold light flickered, and two long sharp knives pierced the side of the coffin.
With a gentle tear, the coffin is torn open from the middle.
A dark shadow hovering in place swelled rapidly,
In the blink of an eye, it swelled to the level of 1.6 meters.
The lower body has no legs, just like a thick black fog, and the further down it goes, the lighter the color of the black fog becomes, until it completely disappears and blends into the space.
The higher you go, the darker it becomes, and the upper body is wearing black armor, and black mist spreads through the gaps in the armor.
The front half of the left and right ends of the arm is completely transformed into a sharp knife arm.
The cold light flickered, and the arm of the knife lay diagonally almost touching the ground, and the length was about the same as the height.
It doesn't look like anything special, but if you look at the streamer, you'll be attracted to its pair of arms at first glance.
The blade is sharp, covered with intricate lines that make you feel dizzy and vomit just by looking at them.
And the blade is twisted, both front and back are extremely sharp, a bit like a strange-shaped knife.
In the middle of the knife there was a dented blood groove.
"Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored. The voice of the streamer came out of his throat, his eyes purring, and he looked around excitedly.
Mythic quality - Sinking Black Hell God.