Although this specialized tail claw, which can specifically spew wind elements and form a small burst of storms, can reduce the enemy's resistance to life force attacks like the blade armor of bladed dragons, it can disintegrate the enemy's combat power when facing enemies below light armor.

Jura, the lepidopteran who was "given" this ability with this idea in mind, has long been able to skillfully use this method.

It doesn't even need to be nailed into the body at all, it only needs its tail claws to be close to the surface of the opponent's body to be able to cut off the opponent's limbs.

It's a pity that the opponent it faces, this Death Three-Clawed Beast Lord, its strong vitality can't allow it to achieve such a goal, and can only choose to nail it into its flesh and blood.

A storm that erupted, blasting over the shoulders of the Death Triclaw Lord.

The Death Trinity's lord's thick right claw was not directly broken because of this.

The rich life force in its body, the strengthening of its flesh and blood toughness, and the nature of the life force itself to block elemental energy led to this result.

However, even so, the position of its right arm has torn nearly two-thirds of its flesh.

At this moment, the Death Trinity Lord let out a furious roar.

Ever since it had ruled over the Triclaw, it had never thought it would suffer such a blow.

It's just that it doesn't have a language that has evolved for a long time, and it can't scold any dirty words-

"The! Die! ”

The Enraged Triclawed Lord of Death has no regard for his own wounds or fears of being damaged, and it has only one purpose, and that is to let this monster die!

However, at this moment, it suddenly heard a low roar from the other direction:

"Next, it's up to me, Jura, you go to support and reduce casualties."

"No problem." Jura, the Lepid-winged Dragon, gave up the idea of instantly bursting out all the wind elements on his body to attack, and flew directly into the sky, supporting the battlefield of the other three-clawed beasts and nest dragons.

The furious Trinclaw Lord of Death was about to pursue subconsciously, but a figure with a wide and heavy body appeared in his sight.

It's the armored lizard...... No, it's the armored dragon.

Seeing that the other party was able to stand up with the upper body, the Death Trinity Lord immediately distinguished the identity of the other party.

This way of identification is the same for nest dragons.

The other armored dragons all landed on four legs, and the bladed dragons all traveled on two legs.

And the Armored Dragon Shield II is the only armored dragon that can do two-legged travel. jújíá?y.?? m

The heavy forelimb claws of the opponent were two heavy war hammers that specialized in shattering armor, and each three-clawed beast hit by it would be smashed into other bones, if not its head.

Confirming the identity of this dragon with only heavy armor, the fury that had just risen from the Death Trinity Lord immediately subsided a lot.

Immediately, it was going to choose to back down—

Previous battles had confirmed that it would not even be able to take down these enemies with heavy scale armor without relying on green poison.

And now, with a clear enemy advantage and the Triclawed Beast clan about to be wiped out, how could it possibly choose to continue fighting?

It's just that......

Vaguely, a few of them were swimming in the sky, including the multi-winged monster dragon that had sneaked up on it just now, and from time to time they would turn their eyes to it, and even a storm would directly set off-

As long as it wants to run, it will be under siege.

And support?

Even if it faced the armored dragon, it had plenty of time to react and make decisions, but look at the horror of the three-clawed beast in the face of the surging wyvern, and the way it hunched its back and slammed into it with the pointed armor that covered its body.

Looking at the monster dragons with heavy scale armor covering their heads all the way to their tails as long as they closed their eyes, the rout of the Death Trinity was inevitable.

In fact, the wyverns who use the wind element are like shooting targets, lifting up an overwhelming wind blade from the sky.

You don't even need to worry about the allies on the ground.

The heavy armor of the dragons allows them to block most wind blades when the storm hits, as long as they don't face the center of the storm.

The violent whirlwind would only tear off the hair and flesh of those three-clawed beasts—

Before the wyverns could get close, the three-clawed beasts had already suffered a lot of damage, their fleshy bodies falling to the ground in a frenzied or fearful running motion.

Those who are not dead, and those who are dead, will be trampled into flesh by the armored dragons covered with heavy armor.

Doomed to fail.

In this case, the Death Trinity Lord could only greet him with grief and indignation.

"Come on."

After the sound of the urn, the second armored dragon shield also stepped on his heavy body and rushed towards the Death Three-clawed Beast Lord.

......

The other side.

Under the order of the armored dragon shield two, the Lepidopteran who flew to the outpost with the news was already about to reach their destination.

They didn't know that the storm was surging, and the flying dragon with the blood of the winged wyvern with the convergence of crazy blood to control the wind element, under the leadership of the winged wyvern "Qi" and the lepid-winged hunting dragon "Jura", had already cooperated with the mechanical dragon that buried its body in the snow, relying on the deep snow to weaken or even avoid the influence of green poison, to defend and counterattack, and win the initiative.

It could even be said that there is no need for them to come back and report.

Lepidopterans still faithfully followed the order and flew towards the Dragon's Lair outpost for the purpose of delivering a message to His Crown.

However, behind the two Lepidopterans, a dark shadow hung in the distance.

A Death Trinity, or rather, a Death Trinclaw Lord.

The Death Triclaw Lord's not-so-small body swayed rapidly through the forest of trees, its hind limbs wrapped in brown fur, making it look like a snake creature.

It didn't worry about whether its brother would be able to destroy and capture the enemies with all his tribe, it didn't need to think about it.

With the exception of dwarves, any enemy that appears in the Sea of Trees Forest cannot be their opponent.

No enemy survives under their deathclaws.

Rather than going into battle, what it needs to do is find out where the enemies are coming from.

If it's an alien tribe, then defeat them and try to co-opt them.

If it was a newly rising tribe, this was basically impossible, and what kind of race there were in the Juhai Forest, they had already investigated very clearly.

Even the dwarves don't know much more about the vast forest of trees than they do.

The Triclaw will be the future ruler of the Jukai Forest, and it and its brother will establish the Jukai Nation.

The dwarves, the gnomes, the goblins, will be wiped out by them.

No one can pull out the claws of death hunting!

However, at this moment, it suddenly saw a large black shadow rise from the trees, and a wide shadow covered the area it was:

"Do you have any ideas for following my soldiers? Forget it, you don't understand either. ”

With the terrifying roar of the Death Trinity Lord, a huge blood-colored body smashed down from the sky, and a blood-colored storm rolled between the thick claws of its forelimbs, bombarding its body.

The Death Triclaw Lord tried to fight back, tried to resist, and swung his claws with all his might—

However.

Rumble.

Flesh splattered.

The blood-colored shadow flapped the two pairs of blood wings on its back, and the hideous thorns like a crown in the eyes of the nest dragons flew up against the sunlight, reflecting the blood-colored brilliance that made it appear.

Di Xing glanced at the corpse that had been shattered by a single blow:

"The defenses are too weak, so let's keep them for now, and you bring the corpses back to the outpost."

"Your will."

The wings of the two lepidopteran wings screeched,

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

.jujiazy.