Chapter 122: The Existence of the Dragon Tomb!

"Brother Geralt, what's wrong with you?" Lebi said a little scared, although it is the death that controls Geralt's body, but the death and Geralt's soul have a peculiar relationship, it can be said that the soul of the death and Geralt's soul are fused together, but it is a little different, because you can switch states anytime and anywhere, unlike ordinary fusion, there is only one state, such as Geralt's magic power is exhausted, at this moment Geralt's body is controlled, and Geralt can use his own magic power, which belongs to Geralt, not Gerat's. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThis form may only be attributed to Geralt's special physique!

"It's okay!" Perhaps feeling his murderous aura, Geralt took it back directly, and Geralt was in a very bad state at the moment, just fell asleep. Then came the Death to take control of Gerat's body.

Hui Longxing and Geralt began a separate conversation.

"Are you a dark demon?" exclaimed Hui Longxing, as a huge pressure pressed Geralt.

"What am I? Not what? Do you think you can beat me?" said Geralt, his eyes very evil, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly upward. It seems to look down on Huilongxing.

"Hmph! Even if you can't beat it, you have to fight, and the power of the poor clan will kill the demons. Hui Longxing said angrily, seemingly angered by Geralt's contempt. At the same time, I was also thinking that Geralt and Geralt just now seemed to be like two people.

"Haha, if you kill all of you now, and you still know about it!" He smiled, but there was no murderous smile.

"Okay, I won't play with you, after all, I also have something to do with that person from the Dragon Star clan, for his sake, I won't kill you, give you a chance." Yan said solemnly.

"Chaofeng's bastard isn't dead yet, is he?" said with a smile, as if he was very familiar with Chaofeng.

"Of course the Chaofeng Ancestor is still alive!" said Hui Longxing proudly.

"Hmm, how dare you call Old Ancestor directly?" Hui Longxing said angrily, as if he thought that Geralt did not respect Chaofeng enough, and seemed to be about to fight if he disagreed.

"You are not my opponent, and since the old guy Chaofeng is not dead, then things are much easier, you give this rose to Chaofeng for me, he will understand, and at the same time let him unite the shell, spirit beasts, ice enchantment, and heterochromatic eyes, plus the blue-eyed clan, as long as the sub-white dragon evolves into a white dragon, plus the white dragon, it is enough to deal with the demons, but there are still some races that have been darkened, such as heroes, it is really troublesome, however, we can repel the demons once back then, and we can repel the second time. Yan sneered, as if he didn't take these demons seriously.

"Who the hell are you?" said Hui Longxing in surprise.

"My identity is not something you can find, go back and ask Chaofeng, if he is willing to tell you, forget it. Yan sneered as he handed a blood-red rose to Hui Long Xing.

Hui Longxing was still immersed in the words of the Mourner, and was very surprised, not noticing that the Mourning had gone out.

"Finch, come here, I'll teach you a way to control yourself, and at the same time control the dragons, and even the demons!"

He taught a holy law to the finch, which was a special kind of holy law, but the cultivation of the finch had to be improved, otherwise with the magic power of the finch, it would not be able to support this holy law at all.

"Rebi, where is the white dragon? I'll take a look!" said Yin, with a very tough attitude, so that Rebi did not refuse at all.

Lebby sensed something was wrong, but couldn't say it.

Brought Geralt to the Dragon Tomb, it is strange to say, the Dragon Tomb is a forbidden place for the Blue-Eyed clan, only the priestess can enter, and as an outsider, he was not ostracized.

"Okay, wait for me here, and don't come in if you hear anything. Summoned a pea warrior, Rebi felt a powerful force in the pea warrior, it seemed that it was no weaker than the dragon star, when did Geralt become so powerful, and he would also use plant magic!

"Don't let anyone in!" Mortis commanded the Pea Warrior. Then he walked into the dragon tomb, the dragon tomb, is the cemetery of the dead dragon clan, here, the wind is gusting, and there are countless voices of resentful dragons, I don't know what the reason is.

The young white dragon on the left is receiving the power of the dragon tomb, in order to become strong as soon as possible, it can only be like this, and the cocoon on the right is the cocoon of the white dragon, which is also absorbing the power of the dragon tomb, and can evolve into a white dragon as soon as possible.

"Old friend, it's been a long time, aren't you going to meet me?" shouted in the Dragon's Tomb.

"Bang!" the dragon tomb began to shake, and Rebi outside felt the dragon tomb shaking. I can't help but feel a little worried. Geralt seems a bit of an anomaly today.

"Roar!" came a terrible dragon groan from the dragon tomb, this sound seemed to be the cry of a white dragon, and if you listened carefully, there was a difference.

"Alright, Necronomicon King, this little trick is useless to me, deceive the children!" Yan sneered.

"I can't imagine it! At the beginning, the existence that was invincible and powerful, and could fight against that guy, today only has a soul left, and it still depends on a human body to survive. "A figure flashed from the Dragon Tomb, this is the Necromantic King, you don't need to show it in front of me, don't you also rely on the power of the Dragon Tomb?

"Then what are you here for me?" shouted the Necromantic King.

"Lend me a tenth of your magic!" said Yan solemnly, seemingly serious.

"Power, lend it to you, get out!" In the dragon tomb, a terrifying voice rang out!!