Listening to the scalp-numbing chewing sound, Albert held his breath. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't want to be discovered by the bipedal poisonous dragon, that would get into trouble, but any life stained with the word "dragon" was not easy to mess with.

Compared to dragons, wurms are more like demonic beasts, they also rely on talent to gain power, and they cannot be improved by cultivation. The only difference is that wurms possess intelligence, so they are classified as higher intelligent beings. Wurm has many branches, and the bipedal poisonous dragon is not very big in the wurm family, but Albert will not take it lightly, and the adult bipedal poisonous dragon can tear apart the king-level powerhouse, and Albert can't compete with it for the time being.

He observed for a few more moments, a little hesitant.

Maybe it was time for him to go, Albert thought, and he wasn't going to talk to this distant relative.

Although he was curious to know if the dark cavern led to the underworld, Albert began to retreat in order to ensure his safety.

At this moment, the bipedal poisonous dragon that was eating suddenly raised its head. He stared in the direction Albert was hiding, his eyes full of fire and longing, "I smell a strange smell, reptiles, go get me, I want to live!" It smelled pure dragon blood, and luckily, the owner of dragon blood didn't seem to be powerful, which made it excited.

If he absorbs enough pure dragon blood, he may be able to turn into a true dragon.

When the time comes, he can take revenge on those guys who bullied him, and let his parents who abandoned him see who is the best.

Albert was stunned, he didn't expect the bipedal poison dragon to be so alert. He was thirty meters away from the other party, and the other party was able to find him hiding behind the stone pillar, I really don't know how to do it.

Albert is no longer hiding, and now that he has been discovered, he can only run as fast as he can.

Hundreds of goblins, without the slightest hesitation, rushed forward brandishing their weapons, shouting and chasing Albert.

The weaker goblins didn't pose the slightest threat to Albert, and what really worried him was the bipedal poison dragon that was eyeing him.

Despite the uncoordinated nature of holding the little one, Albert was still very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the cave from which he came. The goblins were left far behind, unable to keep up with Albert, perhaps they simply didn't really want to catch up. The goblins could feel the surging magic fluctuations on Albert's body, which made the group of dwarfs a little jealous, and slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, and no one wanted to send them to death.

The bipedal dragon stared at Albert, puzzled.

It had only heard the word in the mouths of tribal elders, and had never really seen it.

A human would have the blood of a dragon? This is impossible, it thought to itself, how could a haughty dragon be united with a human.

Suddenly, the bipedal poison dragon saw the little Tyrannosaurus rex in Albert's arms, and his heart was even more puzzled, could it be that the taste of dragon blood came from this little guy?

The bipedal dragon moved, flapped its wings and flew towards Albert, and as long as he grabbed the two little ones, all the answers would be revealed.

As he was about to burst out of the main hall, Albert stopped and stared at the bipedal poison dragon blocking the entrance to the cave.

The speed of the other party surprised him, and at the same time, he was also thinking about this countermeasure.

"Tremble at the feet of the great Chevis, tiny human being. The bipedal dragon looked down at Albert and said arrogantly.

"Of course, great Lord Chevis, if you let me pass. Albert jokingly said, not that he was stupid, but that he saw the silver-white scales on the other man's chest. Whether it is a dragon or a wurm, when the bloodline is fully awakened, the reverse scales will dim and become the same as ordinary scales. The difference between the gray-white scales of the reverse scales proved that the bipedal poison dragon was still underage, which made Albert much more relieved.

"You dare to laugh at the great Chevis, mock the noble dragon!"

Chris roared angrily, looking at the goblins who had caught up and surrounded Albert, his eyes filled with anger, "Slaves, take this lowly human alive for me. ”

"Brothers, rush, kill this lowly human!"

The goblin leader shouted in a high-pitched voice, leading hundreds of goblins to charge.

"Kill!" the goblins shouted and swarmed up, no one daring to disobey the orders of the bipedal poison dragon Chevis.

"Dare to go to the former, die!" Albert said lightly, raising his hand to summon a wall of fire to stop the goblins. He had to maintain his physical strength against Chevis, and he didn't want to waste his energy on these miscellaneous soldiers, and I believe that Chevis never intended to rely on these goblins.

Albert's words echoed in the empty hall.

The heat wave of fire rushed towards them, and the goblins couldn't help but stop and look at each other.

"Whoever dares to retreat, I'll eat whom!" Chevis, the bipedal poison dragon, roared angrily, grabbing a goblin and throwing it into his mouth.

Listening to the terrifying sound of chewing, the goblin's scalp tingled, it was their people, who were alive and kicking for a second, but now they had become the snack of the bipedal poison dragon. Under the fear created by Chevis, the Goblin Clan rushed at Albert again, and no one wanted to be the next hapless ghost.

Albert pouted, and flames erupted, enveloping the goblin tribe.

"Stay in the fire prison and don't die for your master, who doesn't care if you live or die. Albert walked slowly over to Chevis and pushed a few of the incoming goblins into the flames. "Unless you want to die all here. ”

Looking at the clansmen struggling to die in the flames, and listening to Albert's threat, the goblins fell silent.

They backed down and made way for Albert, not wanting to be cannon fodder anymore.

"Damned slaves, how dare you betray me!"

Chevis roared angrily, and then a mouthful of green, thick sour breath erupted.

"Flame Blast!" Albert waved his hand, and the huge fireball burst towards the thick acid, defusing Chevis's killing move against the goblins.

He didn't mean it well, he just wanted the goblins to know who they should listen to and who could protect them.

Sure enough, the goblins finally made a wise decision and laid down their weapons one after another.

Albert nodded with satisfaction and came to Chevis, "Boy, you are worthy of calling yourself a dragon?"

"Despicable humans, do you think you can defeat me without those cowards?" Chevis roared, furious.

"Of course, I do. Albert nodded seriously, "Otherwise, why would you let those cannon fodder send you to death? He said indifferently.

"Chevis is not a coward, a tiny reptile, I will tear you apart! I will make you taste endless despair and fear!" Chevis yelled as if he had been touched by the most fragile nerves, raised his winged claws, and grabbed Albert.