By the time the pterosaur awoke, night had fallen. He rolled over and sat up, scrambling his limbs, and then exhaled a long breath in which he had a dream in which his body had been blown into countless pieces of flesh. Luckily, it seems to be just a dream.

The left hand inadvertently brushed a cold object, and the pterosaur raised his right hand, an ancient ring firmly placed on his index finger.

Just for a moment, memories came flooding in like a tidal wave, and everything replayed in my mind in an instant.

It turns out that everything is not a dream, everything is real.

The Winged Dragon caressed his chest, where the soul of the mythical old man returned, and he burned his entire soul in exchange for the new life of the Winged Dragon!

The Winged Divine Dragon muttered in a low voice: "Master!"

These two words weigh a thousand catties, and there are only two sides, but it is enough, this old man is full of flesh and blood in his heart, as kind as his dear grandfather.

In any case, the dead are gone, and the living should be encouraged. The mythical old man fulfilled him with his whole life, if he still can't mix up his personal appearance, how will he face his teacher under Huangquan in the future?

"Master, your will will be inherited by me. The pterosaur kneeled in the center of the room and kowtowed three times.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Shen Shi, the mother of the Wing Shenlong, pushed open the door and walked in, saying, "Little Shenlong, are you in the room?

The Winged Shenlong hurriedly stood up, straightened his expression, and called out obediently: "Mother, I'm fine, I'm just sleepy and slept for a day." ”

Shen Shi walked into the room and saw that his son was full of energy, and he was also very happy, and pulled him to ask a few more questions, afraid that there would be any sequelae in his body, after all, the injury of the Wing Shenlong was too scary. After Shen Shi was sure that the Winged Shenlong was fine, he put his mind at ease, and then sighed again and said, "Shenlong, I know that you respect Grandpa very much, but everyone can't imagine that such a thing will happen. Don't be too sad. ”

Then Shen frowned slightly, and said extremely worriedly: "Little Shenlong, why do you want to challenge the young king of the Youtian Dynasty during the day? That young man can't even defeat your grandfather, how can you beat him? Alas, little Shenlong, I don't want you to get ahead, I don't want you to glorify your ancestors, I just need you to be safe, and my mother will be content." ”

The Winged Dragon sighed and shook his head silently.

Shen Shi pulled the Winged Divine Dragon and said a lot of words, and it took nearly half an hour before leaving. Looking at the back of his mother's departure, Wing Shenlong silently said in his heart: "Mother, I can do nothing, I just need to stand upright, I just need to stand with dignity." For this, I will not regret it!"

At that moment, the dragon's groan rang out.

"Whew, it's the taste of spirit! Delicious spirit!" A phantom shadow flew out directly from the dragon soul ring carried on the finger of the Wing God Dragon, and with just one pounce, it accurately pounced on the Tiger King Mingguang Armor of Yinantian and the Tiger King Greatsword that was broken in two, and it came back like a chicken, and plunged into the Dragon Soul Ring, and the heavy set of Tiger King Mingguang Armor and Tiger King Greatsword were actually taken into it by it.

The pterosaur screamed in his heart, damn it! I almost forgot that there was a dragon called Hades hidden in the dragon soul ring on his finger. What is it here for?

In any case, the Tiger King Mingguang armor is the armor of Yi Nantian, although it has become scrap iron after being cut, but after all, it is his grandfather's thing, for him, seeing the armor is like seeing Yi Nantian, otherwise he will not do everything possible to ask for it from the family and put it in the room to worship.

"What are you doing? Come out quickly, return the Tiger King's Mingguang Armor to me!" The Winged Dragon Dragon rubbed the Dragon Soul Ring in a hurry, but when his spirit was concentrated on the Dragon Soul Ring, his whole person seemed to have fallen into a swirling whirlpool, and in a trance, he came to a void space full of clear light.

The Winged Divine Dragon was frightened, and hurriedly looked at his body, but his gaze penetrated directly, and his entire body seemed to be transparent.

At this time, a translucent three-foot-long divine dragon was shuttling and flying between the white clouds in the sky, constantly quacking and laughing: "Whahaha, I'm really lucky." As soon as the god left, pies fell from the sky, and there were already some traces of spirit in the lower grade treasures, so let Uncle Ben try it. After speaking, he arched the dragon body very humanely, grabbed the Tiger King Mingguang Armor with his two front paws, opened the dragon's mouth, and made a gesture to bite.

The Winged Dragon was so frightened that it roared, "Stop!"

Styx blinked his eyes and looked down at the weak spirit body in the void.

"This is my grandfather's armor, give it back to me!" the Pterodactyl shouted.

Ming snorted and made a "cut" sound, a very obvious look of contempt appeared in the dragon's eyes, and the dragon claw raised a middle finger and said viciously to the winged dragon: "Little brat, have you grown all the hair? You actually dare to stop Uncle Hades from eating, you are looking for death! Looking for death! Do you know? I am your guardian, you have to give me good wine and meat every day, otherwise Uncle Ben will turn his face, Uncle Ben will turn his face, the consequences will be very serious, do you know?"

After speaking, he rattled and bit on the Tiger King Mingguang Armor. It's like biting a fruit, and you have to eat it one bite at a time.

The Winged Dragon trembled with anger, who is the master? Who is the guardian, this is the uncle!

Thinking of the trick given to him by the mythical old man, as soon as the Winged Dragon raised his palm, he saw a silver rune treasure shining in the palm of his hand, and in a trance, a large silver seal the size of a human head appeared in his palm.

How is this used?

The Winged Dragon was angry from his heart, and the evil was born to the side of the guts, and smashed towards the Devil Dragon, which was eating with relish not far away.

The underworld is enjoying a small snack of the lower grade spiritual weapon, although the mosquito is small, but it is also meat. At this juncture, a dead thing smashed over his head.

"What's that?" Hades craned his head, barely able to blink his eyes.

"Bang" is like hitting a copper drum, and the ghost screams, turns over and falls into the clouds.

"What is it! What is this? It can actually imprison the power of my Uncle Immortal! Fuck, Nima's, it's the Soul Suppression Seal! It's against the sky! It's against the sky! It hurts Lao Tzu to death!" he clutched his head.

At first, the Winged Dragon was afraid that this thing would not be powerful, but when I looked at the situation, I knew that it was not only powerful, but also very useful, and it seemed that it was specifically used to restrain this ruffian dragon.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw that a large piece of the left shoulder armor of the Tiger King Mingguang Armor, who had accompanied his grandfather for many years, had been bitten off alive, and the anger in his heart was so angry that he pounced on the seal and smashed it on the ruffian dragon.

It was a pain that went deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was so painful that he was rolling all over his body, and he shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight! It hurts to death, it hurts to death!"

The Winged Dragon listened to it, he could see that this ruffian dragon was not beaten, and if he didn't beat it, he would be unlucky in the future.

At first, after smashing it a few times, he wanted to resist, but after smashing it four or five times, he gave in and begged for mercy in a loud voice: "Hero! Hero spares his life! The little one knows that he is wrong, and the little one knows that he is wrong! Don't fight anymore! Woo woo woo woo ......"

Only then did the Winged Divine Dragon stop and snort: "Do you know it's wrong? Why do you eat my grandfather's Tiger King Mingguang armor? What are you not good at eating? You actually dare to eat my grandfather's armor!"

This strange thing that gnaws on armor, the Winged Divine Dragon is really the first time I've seen it.