A dragon followed the large army and launched a surprise attack on Wolf Mountain. But somehow, its mind and body began to be out of harmony. The blood flowing in his body seemed to be boiling, and his whole body began to burn. Gradually, the dragon fell behind the group.

In the army of almost all the Jiaolong clan, a small Jiaolong who has not yet opened his mind will not attract much attention when he leaves the team. In the long distance from the dragon scale water to the dragon pit grass desert, there are not many people who have fallen behind or died accidentally.

Seeing the large army continue to move away, this dragon slowly moved towards Wolf Mountain with its last tenacity dragging its uncontrolled body.

Click......

Like the crocodile it had eaten, the bones of the dragon's body began to twist continuously. The limbs are almost curled in an almost inverted position. Just after the eyeballs were finally covered with a layer of gray, the dragon walked towards the wolf mountain again.

The distance from the place where the team broke away to Wolf Mountain was actually only a short dozen miles. And when this mutated dragon arrived, the entire Wolf Mountain was already in a mess at this time.

Roar......

Just like a hungry cat encountering a fresh fish, or a hungry tiger meeting a tender sheep, this Jiaolong bit the neck of the disciple of the Hehuan Sect closest to him, and pulled out his trachea at once. Needless to say, being seriously injured like this is definitely certain death.

After sucking the whole piece of flesh into its stomach, the dragon bit off a part of the tail of another dragon next to it. And the dragon that had bitten off its tail turned around in anger and cut off the head of the mutant dragon.

When such a mistake happened, whether it was the Han Owl Bird or the Hehuan Sect, they all thought that it was just a small accident made by a little dragon who had low cultivation and couldn't control his instincts.

But was this an accident? It's just that in just ten breaths, the whole body of the Hehuan Sect disciple who was considered to be certain to die just now began to shake and twist irregularly.

This situation is exactly the same as what happened to the mutant dragon just now. In the end, this Hehuan Sect disciple also started a crazy indiscriminate attack after his eyes were occupied by gray.

A swooping down to attack, targeting the wolf that was dragged by a dragon and leaking a flaw. Just as its claws touched the demon wolf's head and was about to unscrew it off, the disciple of the Mutant Acacia Sect who had just gotten up from the ground bit the cold owl bird from behind.

Luckily, the Chillowl reacted quickly enough, and in the end it was just a little bit of skin scratched by the damn human. Just when it flew into the sky again and looked down for the target again, it was really stunned even the birds.

From the periphery, all movable creatures, whether humans or monsters, all attacked inwards like crazy without selectivity. They have only one means of attack, and that is to bite. As long as it is within reach, they will desperately bite down and tear off the flesh and devour it.

No matter how many people or monsters are left that are devoured, they will resurrect with their stumps and attack the others again.

The cold owl bird saw at this time that a demon wolf was cut off by a disciple of the Hehuan Sect with a sword and did not die, still dragging half of its body on the disciple's calf. And that disciple also joined the ranks of the out-of-control after his body was not short and twisted in just a few breaths.

Escape, must escape, it wants to go back to the Dragon Blood Cold Plain. Where his wife had just laid three eggs, he hoped to save his life so that he could go back and teach them how to hunt and practice in the future.

In this way, the cold owl bird with the wound no longer obeyed the king's call, and fled from this terrifying flesh field and rushed back to the dragon's blood cold field......

Feng Siniang looked at the two demon beast kings in front of her with strange expressions, and she tried to follow their gaze and turn around and look back. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look also scared her out of a cold sweat.

Such a scene was shocked even by the Demon Beast King, who had experienced several human and beast wars, not to mention Feng Siniang, who had been hiding in the Hehuan Sect and cultivating.

After being stunned for a while, Feng Siniang finally came back to her senses. At this time, the scene was no longer controllable by the three present. The two beast kings are almost all crying, especially Ao Zhan, this time it came with almost the whole clan, and now this situation is no different from the extinction of the clan.

Bing Po's mood at this time was not much better, although it was not enough to bring the whole clan to fight hard, but what was present was almost all the combat power of the Cold Owl Bird Clan.

On the contrary, Feng Siniang felt that it didn't matter, and the Hehuan Sect was dispensable to her. All she could think about now was going back to the Sword Pavilion and finding her son. So before the two demon beast kings came back to their senses, she flew out as soon as she offered her flying sword.

The cold owl birds in the sky were not a problem for her at all, and all the big birds that swooped down on her were cut into several pieces as soon as the wind swept up. The blood mist in the sky was scattered by the wave of Feng Siniang's cuffs. By the time the two demon beast kings came back to their senses, she had already appeared four or five miles away.

In the same realm, it is absolutely impossible to win a one-on-two. But if you want to escape, it's basically impossible to stop. What's more, the distance has now been widened by four or five miles.

What the two Beast Kings have to deal with now is how to keep their race alive. At this time, there were only a few dragons and demon wolves left around. The cold owl birds in the sky have all been infected, and those who are surrounded in the middle are all in a relatively high cultivation realm.

"King, go quickly, as long as you are here, the Jiaolong clan is here!"

A fifth-order dragon tore apart the human beings who pounced in front of him, and shouted at Ao Zhan behind him.

And before the words were finished, this fifth-order dragon turned around and clawed, which broke Ao Zhan's chest. Ao Zhan, who was still immersed in tragedy and emotion, never thought that the clansman who was still shouting to let him go first just now gave him a claw. Although it only cut the scales on his chest and hurt a little skin.

In fact, this disaster should not have spread so quickly, and the fault was that these demon beasts almost didn't use weapons. Each monster attacks with claws or teeth, and attacking with bare hands is undoubtedly suicide for these infected people who are obviously infected by the virus.

A healthy dragon tears apart another infected dragon with its claws, and while winning, it will inevitably stick the blood of the infected to its claws. And who can guarantee that this claw is not broken, as long as there is a slight wound, then this dragon will be 100% hit.

Just now, this Jiaolong was fine, but he was too dead, but he had to learn to resist the *Japanese* drama and tear the living. Now all of a sudden, he has become a carrier of the virus. And that unlucky Ao Zhan was caught off guard in this way, and was secretly plotted.

Now that Bing Po knows that he is afraid, originally these demon wolves or Jiaolong, with its cultivation, as long as he uses the protective body qi, no one can hurt him in the slightest. But now Ao Zhan, who is in the same realm, has been broken, as long as it mutates, then it will definitely be able to threaten itself.

What can you hesitate at this time, Bing Po was surrounded by qi all around him, and the wings that he conjured up flew towards the dragon blood cold plain with a forceful fan. This time it is considered to be recognized, and it has decided to close the mountain gate after returning to restrain the remaining ethnic groups.

As for the bead, I can't even think of it now. Judging from this situation, I'm afraid that something big will happen to the entire Yanhuang Continent.

Ao Zhan is finished, its consciousness has begun to blur, and the coordination between the mind and the body has gradually lost connection. It didn't hold on much longer than other demon beasts, and as its hands and feet continued to twist, a mutated sixth-order dragon was born when gray completely occupied its eyes.

Once the Jiaolong, which is equivalent to the Melting God Realm, joins this one-sided slaughter, those normal humans or demon beasts who are struggling to support them will be wiped out like wildfire.

After infecting all the targets that could be infected, those demon beasts or Hehuan Sect disciples who were only in the lower half of their bodies gradually lost weight. The remaining flesh and blood essence on his body seemed to have been absorbed by the other intact bodies around him.

And those complete bodies stood on the ground, starting from the soles of their feet and growing roots deep into the soil. And the other demon beasts around were also constantly being absorbed closer together.

The aimless cold owl bird flying in the sky also landed on these many newly grown strange trees at this time. Eventually, a large gray forest with silk wool was formed on this wolf mountain.

Not all infected monsters have been absorbed into this forest, and there are many muddy monsters and humans roaming this grassland, and their direction has always been expanding outward.

All the creatures encountered along the way, except for a few that entered the stomachs of these monsters, were assimilated into one class and continued to spread around.

At each node, one or more monsters grow roots and become another tree, and then the weak infected become the nutrients for these trees......

At the edge of the dragon's blood cold plain, a cold owl bird swayed and swept towards the depths. One of its claws had begun to rot, and the cold weather had allowed the virus-carrier bird to keep its sanity until now. Just as it used its last strength to fly back to its nest on the cliff, the long, hard beak pierced the chest of the wife, who had already spread its wings to welcome her husband back.

Bing Po relied on his own realm to observe the grassland for several days, and along the way, he followed the route of those strange plants growing on the ground to the dragon scale water. The situation everywhere you go is exactly the same as the grassland.

Seeing this, Bing Po, who had palpitations, really realized what was happening to the Yanhuang Continent at this time. All it could think about now was to return to the cold plains and arrange the tribe properly. Then go to the border walls and inform the Seven Factions of what happened.

As soon as he entered the cold plain, Ice Break once again sent out a signal to recruit the clansmen. But this time, the scene that appeared was exactly the same as the grassland, it looked at its son who was frantically attacking him, and waved the cold blade in his hand with tears in his eyes.

But what it didn't expect was that at this interval of its mood swings, an ice worm peculiar to the Dragon's Blood Cold Plain, which is the lowest end of the food chain, bit its foot naked......