In the western part of the territory of the country of Sanri, there is an undeveloped mountainous area. It's sparsely populated, and most of the monsters are roaming. On the side of the mountain, there is a canyon as high as nearly a thousand meters, and in the canyon, there are many rare magical beasts in the active part of the continent.

A dragon groan interrupted the normal life of the monsters. They panicked, panicked, and the coercion from the depths of their souls deeply shocked their souls. So they ran and fled, like a headless fly, and their usual majesty and bravery were suddenly gone.

The dragon Molofik was very satisfied with this long-lost majesty, although the humble creatures prostrate under his nose, but such a picture also satisfied his little vanity.

How many years? He couldn't count. Think about it back then, in the demon world, he was also the object of admiration by countless races!

He raised his head and let out another sharp roar, and the beasts rushed in all directions in even greater panic.

"Hahaha, lowly creatures, it is your glory to be able to tremble at the feet of the great Morofik!"

In the depths of the canyon, there seems to be endless white smoke. Under the strong sunlight, the whole canyon is like a steamer. Heat, scorching heat, is the eternal theme.

Coming out of the seal and coming to this world, Morofik's appearance is truly revealed.

Tall, mighty, and forever a powerful dragon!

He was red all over his body, as if he were stained with blood. Dark red lines crawled all over his body, whether it was his eyelids or his toes. He spread out his huge wings behind him, and he was 100 meters long from head to toe. He raised his head, and under the thousand-meter canyon, he didn't seem so small. Six dark red horns of blood grew on the top of the head, and the outermost two were much longer than the height of a normal human. He spread his claws and slammed them on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The rules of this world and the recovery of strength have reached a state that he is satisfied with, although he has not felt the breath of the demon race, and he has not been able to find his companion. But the word destruction is still his eternal theme. It's just that before that, he's going to do something that will make him feel good.

"That damn Darkbringer! No...... He's a liar, he's not a dark bringer at all! In this world, there is no trace of the Demon Emperor!"

"Damn! I am the great Morofik, I am the great dragon! Anyone who deceives me will be destroyed!"

Roar!

A long dragon roar seemed to bring the entire canyon to life. There was once a legend in the country of Sanri that in the depths of this canyon, there were several silver dragons sleeping. But at this moment, even if this legend is true, under the obscenity of the demon dragon, the silver dragon can only dare to hide in the deeper part of the canyon.

"This outbreak is very strong!" suddenly a crisp voice appeared in the canyon. It's just that at this moment, the appearance of this voice seems extremely discordant.

The dragon was clearly aware of the voice's presence. You know, under his fierce voice, this voice can still appear in his ears so clearly, which is enough to show how strong the speaker's strength is.

He looked around, but didn't notice the speaker's existence. He was a little puzzled, although he couldn't see it, he could always feel the breath of the comer. But why can't he feel his breath?

The voice sounded again: "My weak strength is too humble in front of you, and you can't feel my presence at all." ”

The demon dragon was very annoyed by the thoughts in his heart, but at this moment he quickly judged the direction of the voice, and immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the canyon.

At the top of the thousand-meter canyon, a tall figure is standing at this moment. He stood with his hands in his hands, his expression calm and calm.

Demon Dragon Amber stared at the man at a height of a thousand meters with his eyes, and said, "Humble human, you stand on top of the great Morofik, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Is the great Morofik the dragon imprisoned by the Human Pope?"

Speaking of the sad past, Morofik looked very angry, he pressed his body, and the two flesh wings swayed gently, as if he was ready to take off. "From today onwards, all human beings will be destroyed by me!"

Yelang slowly stretched out his hand, and a silver spear appeared from his palm. The whole body of the gun is crystal clear, and under the surface, a stream of blue air is surging unbridledly. Apparently an artifact.

I don't know how Yerou exerts his strength, and the artifact rotates rapidly with the palm as the center. While spinning, countless streams of blue air seeped out in all directions, elegant. With a shock of Yelang's wrist, the artifact suddenly became solid, as if it had never been touched since eternity.

The aura that seemed to emanate from the artifact made Morofik uncomfortable, and his anger quickly escalated, and he rushed diagonally upwards in a rage. Although he is huge, it does not affect his speed. On the contrary, his speed is absolutely proportional to Long Wei.

The distance of a kilometer, under the vibration of his dragon body, was only an instantaneous thing.

Yelang tapped his toes on the ground, and suddenly somersaulted backwards. The demon dragon giant slammed into the peak of the canyon, and the giant horn pried upward, and the canyon seemed to tremble.

Boom! The sound of a huge rumble is enough to prove the power of the dragon's attack. In the dust that stirred up, Yerou shot back and stabbed the dragon in the eye.

It was just a very random shot, but it seemed as if the space around it was twisting at the tip of the gun. I don't know if it's the power of Yoro, or the power of the artifact.

Morofik was surprised, the humble human in front of him was familiar with the weakness of the dragons. His attack was quick and accurate, stabbing straight into Amber's eyes. Morofik fluttered his wings and quickly retreated, only to dodge a shot from Yoro. Still, he was very angry. He is a dignified demon dragon clan, once the demon dragon captain of the demon clan, how could this dodge appear on him?

It seems that this is a strong man of humanity. Morofik comforted himself, and his attitude towards the battle was completely different. He seemed to be excited, and he seemed to be angry, and the endless red spread outward from his body, and the whole sky suddenly turned red. The power of the demon dragon has created a realm of fire that belongs to him.

It's just that the demon dragon didn't have time to exert its might, and a heart-wrenching pain arose from his heart. Behind him, at some point, an additional black figure appeared. The two daggers burning with black flames were nailed to his fat fleshy wings at the moment. The scales on the wings are much more fragile than the body, but despite this, it is not easy to penetrate the flesh wings of the dragon.

Psiredo succeeded in one blow, and it will not be easy to succeed again. The huge body of the demon dragon did not affect his flexibility in the slightest, and he quickly turned around and swept with his tail, which immediately forced Pusiledudo to take a few steps back.

Morofik blinked his amber eyes and said, "Dark creatures, filthy dark creatures!" He seemed to be a little puzzled, and said, "How did humans get together with dark creatures?"

But what he got was not a verbal answer, but a more violent attack from Psiredo. The Shadow Slayer is not afraid of the strong dragon power, and he still moves freely around the dragon. Psiredo was so fast that the dragon had to perform regular hand-to-hand combat, swinging his claws, biting, and sweeping his tail, mercilessly striking at the tiny, dark creatures that surrounded him.

Although Pusiredo is a killer who has survived in the dark world for more than 400 years, the power of the demon dragon is still too strong for him. With the Demon Dragon noticing, it was already difficult for him to deal any more damage to the Demon Dragon. On the contrary, every careful movement he made turned into just to keep himself from being harmed.

Yelang smiled lightly and said, "What does it feel like to cooperate with the Shadow Slayer?" He gripped the sharpshooter tightly and suddenly threw it as he leapt towards Morofik.

Yoro didn't seem to use much strength, but as soon as the spear left his hand, it roared like a living thing. In an instant, it pierced into Morofik's back. The scales of the demon dragon are comparable to the divine armor of the human world, and many of Psiredo's attacks have been fended off by the hard scales. But the spear, instead broke through the scales and pierced into the body of the demon dragon. But it seems that the demon dragon not only has hard scales, but also thick skin, and this shot is not deep, and it does not cause him much pain. Maybe for him, it's just a needle prick.

Pusiledudo sighed, "Your dragon slayer spear really works. ”

Yelang leaped in mid-air, he waved his hand back, spread his palm casually, and the dragon slaying spear that pierced into Morofik's body flashed blue, suddenly disappeared, and reappeared in his hand. He held the dragon slayer spear diagonally and flew towards Morofik at a high speed, extremely dashing.

"You haven't used this gun, it's not really easy to use! It's just a dragon slaying gun, a dragon slaying gun, if you fight a dragon, it's naturally easy to use. ”

Yoro and Psiredo gossip during the battle, which is an absolute insult to the haughty Morofik.

He flapped his wings and roared, and suddenly exploded a cloud of red energy with his body in a circle. This energy deterred Yoro and Psiredo, and it was enough to show its power.

In the next moment, Morofik was free from his entanglement with Psiredo and soared higher in the sky. He glared angrily at the two men below him, and a sea of fire suddenly rose in Amber's eyes.

Yelang said softly, "Be careful, this guy is angry." "In the western part of the territory of Sangri, there is an undeveloped mountainous area. It's sparsely populated, and most of the monsters are roaming. On the side of the mountain, there is a canyon as high as nearly a thousand meters, and in the canyon, there are many rare magical beasts in the active part of the continent.

A dragon groan interrupted the normal life of the monsters. They panicked, panicked, and the coercion from the depths of their souls deeply shocked their souls. So they ran and fled, like a headless fly, and their usual majesty and bravery were suddenly gone.

The dragon Molofik was very satisfied with this long-lost majesty, although the humble creatures prostrate under his nose, but such a picture also satisfied his little vanity.

How many years? He couldn't count. Think about it back then, in the demon world, he was also the object of admiration by countless races!

He raised his head and let out another sharp roar, and the beasts rushed in all directions in even greater panic.

"Hahaha, lowly creatures, it is your glory to be able to tremble at the feet of the great Morofik!"

In the depths of the canyon, there seems to be endless white smoke. Under the strong sunlight, the whole canyon is like a steamer. Heat, scorching heat, is the eternal theme.

Coming out of the seal and coming to this world, Morofik's appearance is truly revealed.

Tall, mighty, and forever a powerful dragon!

He was red all over his body, as if he were stained with blood. Dark red lines crawled all over his body, whether it was his eyelids or his toes. He spread out his huge wings behind him, and he was 100 meters long from head to toe. He raised his head, and under the thousand-meter canyon, he didn't seem so small. Six dark red horns of blood grew on the top of the head, and the outermost two were much longer than the height of a normal human. He spread his claws and slammed them on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The rules of this world and the recovery of strength have reached a state that he is satisfied with, although he has not felt the breath of the demon race, and he has not been able to find his companion. But the word destruction is still his eternal theme. It's just that before that, he's going to do something that will make him feel good.

"That damn Darkbringer! No...... He's a liar, he's not a dark bringer at all! In this world, there is no trace of the Demon Emperor!"

"Damn! I am the great Morofik, I am the great dragon! Anyone who deceives me will be destroyed!"

Roar!

A long dragon roar seemed to bring the entire canyon to life. There was once a legend in the country of Sanri that in the depths of this canyon, there were several silver dragons sleeping. But at this moment, even if this legend is true, under the obscenity of the demon dragon, the silver dragon can only dare to hide in the deeper part of the canyon.

"This outbreak is very strong!" suddenly a crisp voice appeared in the canyon. It's just that at this moment, the appearance of this voice seems extremely discordant.

The dragon was clearly aware of the voice's presence. You know, under his fierce voice, this voice can still appear in his ears so clearly, which is enough to show how strong the speaker's strength is.

He looked around, but didn't notice the speaker's existence. He was a little puzzled, although he couldn't see it, he could always feel the breath of the comer. But why can't he feel his breath?

The voice sounded again: "My weak strength is too humble in front of you, and you can't feel my presence at all." ”

The demon dragon was very annoyed by the thoughts in his heart, but at this moment he quickly judged the direction of the voice, and immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the canyon.

At the top of the thousand-meter canyon, a tall figure is standing at this moment. He stood with his hands in his hands, his expression calm and calm.

Demon Dragon Amber stared at the man at a height of a thousand meters with his eyes, and said, "Humble human, you stand on top of the great Morofik, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Is the great Morofik the dragon imprisoned by the Human Pope?"

Speaking of the sad past, Morofik looked very angry, he pressed his body, and the two flesh wings swayed gently, as if he was ready to take off. "From today onwards, all human beings will be destroyed by me!"

Yelang slowly stretched out his hand, and a silver spear appeared from his palm. The whole body of the gun is crystal clear, and under the surface, a stream of blue air is surging unbridledly. Apparently an artifact.

I don't know how Yerou exerts his strength, and the artifact rotates rapidly with the palm as the center. While spinning, countless streams of blue air seeped out in all directions, elegant. With a shock of Yelang's wrist, the artifact suddenly became solid, as if it had never been touched since eternity.

The aura that seemed to emanate from the artifact made Morofik uncomfortable, and his anger quickly escalated, and he rushed diagonally upwards in a rage. Although he is huge, it does not affect his speed. On the contrary, his speed is absolutely proportional to Long Wei.

The distance of a kilometer, under the vibration of his dragon body, was only an instantaneous thing.

Yelang tapped his toes on the ground, and suddenly somersaulted backwards. The demon dragon giant slammed into the peak of the canyon, and the giant horn pried upward, and the canyon seemed to tremble.

Boom! The sound of a huge rumble is enough to prove the power of the dragon's attack. In the dust that stirred up, Yerou shot back and stabbed the dragon in the eye.

It was just a very random shot, but it seemed as if the space around it was twisting at the tip of the gun. I don't know if it's the power of Yoro, or the power of the artifact.

Morofik was surprised, the humble human in front of him was familiar with the weakness of the dragons. His attack was quick and accurate, stabbing straight into Amber's eyes. Morofik fluttered his wings and quickly retreated, only to dodge a shot from Yoro. Still, he was very angry. He is a dignified demon dragon clan, once the demon dragon captain of the demon clan, how could this dodge appear on him?

It seems that this is a strong man of humanity. Morofik comforted himself, and his attitude towards the battle was completely different. He seemed to be excited, and he seemed to be angry, and the endless red spread outward from his body, and the whole sky suddenly turned red. The power of the demon dragon has created a realm of fire that belongs to him.

It's just that the demon dragon didn't have time to exert its might, and a heart-wrenching pain arose from his heart. Behind him, at some point, an additional black figure appeared. The two daggers burning with black flames were nailed to his fat fleshy wings at the moment. The scales on the wings are much more fragile than the body, but despite this, it is not easy to penetrate the flesh wings of the dragon.

Psiredo succeeded in one blow, and it will not be easy to succeed again. The huge body of the demon dragon did not affect his flexibility in the slightest, and he quickly turned around and swept with his tail, which immediately forced Pusiledudo to take a few steps back.

Morofik blinked his amber eyes and said, "Dark creatures, filthy dark creatures!" He seemed to be a little puzzled, and said, "How did humans get together with dark creatures?"

But what he got was not a verbal answer, but a more violent attack from Psiredo. The Shadow Slayer is not afraid of the strong dragon power, and he still moves freely around the dragon. Psiredo's speed was so fast that the dragon had to perform regular hand-to-hand combat, swinging his claws, biting, and sweeping his tail.

Relentlessly struck at the small, dark creatures that surrounded him.

Although Pusiredo is a killer who has survived in the dark world for more than 400 years, the power of the demon dragon is still too strong for him. With the Demon Dragon noticing, it was already difficult for him to deal any more damage to the Demon Dragon. On the contrary, every careful movement he made turned into just to keep himself from being harmed.

Yelang smiled lightly and said, "What does it feel like to cooperate with the Shadow Slayer?" He gripped the sharpshooter tightly and suddenly threw it as he leapt towards Morofik.

Yoro didn't seem to use much strength, but as soon as the spear left his hand, it roared like a living thing. In an instant, it pierced into Morofik's back. The scales of the demon dragon are comparable to the divine armor of the human world, and many of Psiredo's attacks have been fended off by the hard scales. But the spear, instead broke through the scales and pierced into the body of the demon dragon. But it seems that the demon dragon not only has hard scales, but also thick skin, and this shot is not deep, and it does not cause him much pain. Maybe for him, it's just a needle prick.

Pusiledudo sighed, "Your dragon slayer spear really works. ”

Yelang leaped in mid-air, he waved his hand back, spread his palm casually, and the dragon slaying spear that pierced into Morofik's body flashed blue, suddenly disappeared, and reappeared in his hand. He held the dragon slayer spear diagonally and flew towards Morofik at a high speed, extremely dashing.

"You haven't used this gun, it's not really easy to use! It's just a dragon slaying gun, a dragon slaying gun, if you fight a dragon, it's naturally easy to use. ”

Yoro and Psiredo gossip during the battle, which is an absolute insult to the haughty Morofik.

He flapped his wings and roared, and suddenly exploded a cloud of red energy with his body in a circle. This energy deterred Yoro and Psiredo, and it was enough to show its power.

In the next moment, Morofik was free from his entanglement with Psiredo and soared higher in the sky. He glared angrily at the two men below him, and a sea of fire suddenly rose in Amber's eyes.

Yelang said softly, "Be careful, this guy is angry." ”