In the dream battlefield, Wen Yan clearly saw Qi Lie's body being torn apart in the impact with the building, she nodded with satisfaction, constantly adjusted the direction of falling, and finally landed like a cannonball on the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the International Trade Building.

The glass ceiling shattered, but Wen Yan's figure did not continue to fall, and she stood on the stone pillar in the center of the restaurant, looking out at the shore.

"There are two left." Wen Yan muttered softly, she decided to stay here and wait, she believed that the last two prey would be delivered to the door on their own. She knew that since Yang Xiaoqian deliberately chose the location of the battle in the dream at the International Trade Building, he would definitely take the initiative to come and draw an end to the place where all this grudge began, and he must come quickly, because he would not leave time for himself to recover.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, a cloud of darkness rose from the shore and flew in the direction of the International Trade Tower.

As the distance drew closer, Wen Yan could see the appearance of the pitch-black object, a trembling behemoth, its outstretched wings casting a dark shadow on the ground. On the huge and matchless head, the blood-red fusiform pupils exuded a strange demonic glow, and under the skull there were rings like clasps, separated by equal distances, and the scales were one after another. The ring is like scales, the area is larger, the dark black muscles are sunken, there is nothing inside, the abdominal pouch is composed of black strips tens of meters long, it is impossible to see whether it is muscle or bone, the gap is regularly separated in the middle, and a large amount of gray steam is discharged from it between each undulation.

This is a giant dragon in Western mythology, the black demon dragon that was captured alive in the defense of the southern capital.

On top of the Demon Dragon's head stood a figure, dressed in black and pants, with black eyes and black hair, almost blending in with the Demon Dragon's pitch-black ink.

Wen Yan watched his hair and coat dance in the wind, like a pitch-black flame, and couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

After flying close to the sky above the International Trade Building, the demon dragon let out a deafening roar, and the sound rolled towards Wen Yan.

"Oh?" Wen Yan hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at Yang Xiaoqian standing on top of the magic dragon's head with interest, and asked, "You tamed this little cutie so quickly?" ”

Neither definition of "small" nor "cute" can be associated with this monstrous beast in the air that can whip up a storm with the flap of its wings. However, when these words came out of Wen Yan's mouth, they were not abrupt at all, compared to her, a real monster, the magic dragon could also be regarded as a harmless little cutie.

"Billions of scientific research funds are not given for nothing, although I haven't been able to master the language used by this big lizard for the time being, but it is not difficult to make it understand some simple instructions, oh, I forgot to tell you, its IQ is quite high, it should be regarded as the most ideal mount and war pet." Yang Xiaoqian didn't do it when they met as before, but dragged his feet and talked nonsense, "How about it, do you want it?" Sending you? ”

"Huh." Wen Yan looked away and looked around, his eyes as cold as frost and sharp as a knife roamed around, searching for the figure of another prey, Yang Xiaoqian put on such a big battle to attract attention, naturally in order to create a surprise attack opportunity for Yu Qian, facing the two opponents with the strongest individual combat power among the human awakened people, Wen Yan would not take it lightly.

"Seriously, I'll send you." Yang Xiaoqian said solemnly, as soon as the words fell, he jumped up slightly, and the demon dragon rushed towards Wen Yan fiercely.

Facing the demon dragon, Wen Yan didn't dodge, and at the moment when the demon dragon was close, she instinctively sensed the abnormality, this dragon was different from the demon dragon she killed with her own hands in Emerosa.

It doesn't smell fishy!

It's fake!

Just when Wen Yan realized that the so-called taming of the demon dragon was just a lie, the demon dragon close to her collapsed into a huge black mist, enveloping her.

The sudden dimming of the vision made the "eyes" of the "magic dragon" falling down even more eye-catching, which were two strange instruments that emitted red light, and a decorative colored flat contact lens the size of a millstone was attached to the outside, which is commonly known as contact lenses. In addition to the two blood-red "big eyeballs", there is also a set of stereo and audio amplifiers dropping down.

"The dragon roar just now, it must have come from these instruments, it sounds really like, probably a recording." Wen Yan thought to himself, "It's interesting, it took a lot of effort to get a large cloud of black fog close to me. ”

Soon, the black mist condensed into a sphere with a diameter of up to ten meters, sealing Wen Yan inside, and the stone pillar on which Wen Yan stood was shattered piece by piece under the invasion of the black mist. When the last ray of light in the ball disappeared, the weapon formed by the condensed black mist attacked Wen Yan from all directions, and after hitting the target, it unsurprisingly collapsed into a mist again, floating back to the inner wall of the ball and becoming a part of the ball again.

"Yang Xiaoqian, do you have a word of truth in your mouth?" Wen Yan let those painless weapons hit him, and asked with a sneer.

"Yes, I want you all to die, this sentence really can't be true."

Yang Xiaoqian's voice came from afar, Wen Yan quickly locked the direction, and then his body moved suddenly, rushing in the direction where the voice came from.

But Wen Yan's fist did not break the inner wall of the sphere as easily as expected, not because the defense of the sphere formed by the black mist was strong, but because Wen Yan's fist fell into the air.

At the moment when Wen Yan moved, the hollow sphere formed by the black mist also moved in the same direction and at the same speed, causing Wen Yan's punch to fall into the air.

The black mist moved silently, and Wen Yan was in a dark space without light, and her vision was useless, so she couldn't see the movement of the inner wall of the sphere.

Wen Yan punched the air, fell under the action of gravity, stood on the inner wall of the sphere, thoughtfully swung his fist around his body, the fist wind whistled, if there was light shining in the ball at this time, he could see the remnants of the Dao left by the two arms.

"Oh, that's interesting." Wen Yan smiled and slowly closed his eyes, and the crystals outside his body began to shatter and fall off.

Yang Xiaoqian stood high in the air, stepping on the palm of the black ghost, holding his breath, staring at the huge sphere under his feet.

"Knock"

A dull sound echoed inside the orb, like the heartbeat of a giant.

Yang Xiaoqian's expression moved slightly, and the black ghost immediately spread its wings and quickly climbed towards the stratosphere higher up.

Below, the black ball shattered and collapsed like a chick pecking at a bullet casing, and a huge hand poked out of it, the back of the hand and fingers had no skin, and the crimson tendons turned outward, steaming white with high temperatures.

The giant who once rampaged in the International Trade Building has reappeared.

Unlike last time, this time she was greeted no longer by bazookas and grenades with limited power, but by missiles with long tails of flames.