Chapter 1187: Red Dragon

Just looking at these keels, one can fully imagine how fierce each battle is.

After Ruan Ling put away the last keel, the tragic dragon moans in the formation gradually disappeared and became inaudible.

But she still insisted on walking around the formation again, making sure that there was not a single smallest bone left.

There were more than eighty pairs of dragon bones all of a sudden, and Ruan Ling felt that the rings in his hands were a lot heavier.

She stood in the formation and muttered to herself: "Senior, rest assured, I'll take you away." ”

"Squish, have you figured out how to get out?" Pu Zihuang asked.

Ruan Ling glanced back at him and said with a smile: "Zihuang-jun has no way to go out?" ”

Pu Zihuang shook his head: "No." ”

"I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?" Pu Zihuang smiled, "Do I have a face that makes you so distrustful?" ”

Ruan Ling smiled: "Do you still come in knowing that you will die?" ”

"I didn't think about it that much." Pu Zihuang said, "I just think that Soft Soft will not be a reckless and scheming person." Moreover, if you don't have a certain certainty, the Hades King will not let you come to Heaven to cause trouble at will. ”

Ruan Ling said: "You know him well. ”

Pu Zihuang smiled: "I have known Yan Shu for more time than you think. ”

Ruan Ling said: "I suddenly have a question that I am curious about. ”

"Huh?"

"How old are you?" Ruan Ling asked.

"I don't remember." Pu Zihuang said with a smile, "The immortals have lived for too long, who is patient to remember this?" Since you have a way to get out, hurry up. You have the protection of the golden dragon, but I don't. Delay a little longer, and my mana will run out. ”

The protective shield around him was crumbling.

Ruan Ling glanced at his leg and asked, "How is your injury, do you want to apply medicine?" ”

"A little skin trauma doesn't matter."

"Then get ready, I'm going to transform."

"Change...... Body? Pu Zihuang was a little excited, "I haven't seen your real body yet." During this time, your dungeon gods are mysterious and secretive, and everyone outside is guessing which dragon you are descendant. Is it finally visible now? ”

"Yes, you can see it."

Ruan Ling smiled slightly, and suddenly flew into the sky.

Pu Zihuang followed her with his face up, and saw her petite white figure, which turned into a crimson dragon in the air as it flew over.

This red dragon looks a little small, and must have only reached adulthood.

But the momentum is still strong.

Pu Zihuang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Red Dragon?

The red dragon soared into the air, let out a dragon groan in the air, and opened its mouth to spit out a cloud of crimson flames!

There was a loud bang.

In the originally misty formation, a huge crack was blasted out.

From the direction of Pu Zihuang, you can clearly see the shocked look of the flag boy.

The little red dragon raised his head again and let out a long dragon groan, leaning over and rushing towards Pu Zihuang.

Pu Zihuang immediately jumped up and grabbed one of the red dragon's claws.

The red dragon glanced down at him, took off again, and rushed out of the rift!

A small red dragon suddenly flew out of the formation, and the flag-bearers who collided flew out one after another.

Yuqing was stunned.

Li Jing and the other immortal officials also looked at the little red dragon in surprise.

Only Nezha's expression was calm, and when he looked up and saw the red dragon at his feet, he was still holding a gorgeously dressed man, and couldn't help but exhale lightly.