86, the hidden dragon lifts off

Chen Mo's body trembled, he couldn't hold back the desire to complain anymore, and roared loudly.

"I ...... Nima, although you are both white, but you are not a blue-eyed white dragon, how did you evolve into a blue-eyed ultimate dragon! Isn't this the world of the dragons? How did you suddenly become a Yu-Gi-Oh! ”

"This is a miracle given by my king, and it is your honor to die at my hand, one who trespasses."

The skull in the center roared, and the voice was that of the High Priest of the Dragons.

Chen Mo and the three of them attacked, waving huge fists, tiger and tiger. Although the high priest did not have much experience in hand-to-hand combat, he was very skilled in using words and spirits.

Bronze Throne of the Spirit of Words.

A dustless place.

The golden pupils of the heads on both sides flickered, and the two spirit spirits blessed themselves.

The strengthened defense spread all over the body, and the fists of the three fell on each other, making a bell-like buzzing sound, and then an extremely strong repulsive force appeared, bounceing them dozens of meters away without a foothold.

Spirits of Words: Yin Flow!

This is the spirit of words used by Yabuki Sakura, which is not aggressive in itself, but can pierce the enemy's body from all angles, unless wearing airtight armor.

And in the hands of this dragon clan high priest, this spirit was like a conveyor belt, rolling up the gravel on the ground and sending it to Chen Mo and the three of them from all directions.

Chu Zihang took half a step back with his left foot, bent his legs slightly, and gathered his fists at his waist and abdomen, recalling the essentials of inch fists in his mind.

Bang!

Chu Zihang threw a punch violently, and the vibrating fist wind went upstream, devouring the debris and hitting the high priest.

The Spirit of Words: The Pupil of the Wind King!

A whirlwind swirled from the feet of the High Priest, and the moment the extremely high wind speed collided with the fist wind, there was a sudden turbulence of air on the scene, centered on the collision point, and scattered in all directions.

"High Priestess, the space here is narrow, and it is completely impossible to use large speech spirits." A dragon head said.

"Seconded." Another faucet said.

"I think we can go outside and fight, as long as they are all dead, we can continue to repair the alchemy matrix and resurrect the king. Moreover, these humans cannot breathe in the water. ”

"I'm the same."

The high priest's flawless head made up his mind, his spiritual power surged, and the alchemy circle above his head instantly turned into thin blue lines.

Flame of the Spirit!

Under the precise control of the High Priest, the furious fire elemental erupted under the feet of the three of them, and the power of the explosion sent the three of them flying up.

Word Spirit: King's Power.

This is not simply increasing gravity, but changing the direction of gravity in the positive space. The blue alchemy matrix overhead is where the rewriting belongs, and the gravity of this place is several times greater than that of other places, causing it to suck them in like a pump.

Seeing this, the high priest followed.

The three of them fell into the bottom of the lake, and the lake water poured into their mouths and noses, making them uncomfortable.

But I quickly got used to it.

Magical girls are as they guessed, adaptable to any environment, even at the bottom of a lake, and they are no different now than they are in a place where there is air.

They looked down, and the High Priest rushed over, only to see that his golden pupils were dazzling, and a large number of ice crystals appeared around him.

Ice Emperor!

The white icicle was like a sword that cut through everything, piercing the water and surging in.

The three of them threw a punch and smashed an ice pick five or six meters thick and dozens of meters long. But in the next second, the white ice crystals around them surged again, and the strong force pushed them back sharply.

At the Asama Grand Shrine, Minamoto is chatting with Eri Uesugi and although the air outside is cold and the north wind is howling, nothing major happens.

But suddenly, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, and the lenticular clouds suddenly thundered and thundered, and thick lightning fell vertically, hitting the towering trees on the top of Mt. Fuji and igniting them.

The direction of the cold wind has also changed, Yuan Zhisheng is the emperor, his perception is dozens of times that of ordinary people, he can feel that the wind is converging downward.

At this time, Eri pulled his sleeve, pointed to a waterhole on the mountainside, and wrote, "The wind has run there." ”

It's a relatively large pool, but it's quite small compared to Fuji Five Lakes, and it's not very special, so it's almost unfrequented, except for nature lovers who like pure nature.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at it, and the white under the bottom of the lake gradually enlarged, as if a water monster had floated up.

Is it a sub-species?

But the next moment he breathed a sigh of relief, only to see that three sharp blade-like icicles pierced the surface of the lake and rushed out, a large area of the lake was frozen in ice, the cold air drifted away, and the white frost covered the vegetation within a hundred meters of the nearby in the blink of an eye.

"It's ......"

That's the effect of words! Chen Mo: Did they fail? Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe it, couldn't that kind of unreasonable power like a ghost stop this first generation?

Immediately afterwards, thousands of tons of water rise, stirring up layers of water waves, which then turn into cold ice, and the layers of waves are frozen into ice, forming a white lotus flower centered on the central water current.

It was as if heaven and earth were offering the most gorgeous throne for the birth of the king.

The central stream of water slowly rose, and a huge white shadow rose under the cluster of water, and then the bone wings opened, and the water spread out in an instant, freezing in the air like a fountain.

Standing atop the fountain of ice, each scale emitting a blinding white light, his perfect form stretched out, his proud dragon head held high, and he roared to the sky.

Roar –

The clouds in the sky quickly turned black, and under the heavy pressure, pale thunder flickered among the clouds, thunder accompanied by the sound of whirring wind, and scattered snowflakes mixed with hail fell on the yellowing leaves.

The elements around Mt. Fuji were in complete chaos, and the whole mountain seemed to tremble and surrender to the monstrous majesty.

Dragon!

A dragon with three heads!

Yuan Zhisheng immediately turned on the walkie-talkie, "Close the mountain!" Evacuate everyone to the foot of the mountain, evacuate everyone to the bottom of the mountain!! ”

Fortunately, they evacuated the crowd in advance, and no matter how big Mt. Fuji was, it couldn't hide this great figure.

The team of the eight families of Snake Qi in Mt. Fuji heard the instructions of the young master and immediately began to act.

Hundreds of thousands of special smoke bombs made by Genji Heavy Industries were ignited, and the entire Mt. Fuji was covered in a colorful smoke screen, making it impossible to see anything about Mt. Fuji from the outside world.

Just when Gen Zhisheng was still worried about what to do, Eri Yi pulled his clothes again, pointed to the lake below, and wrote, "It's Ah Mo and them!" ”

Yuan Zhisheng fixed his eyes and looked at it.

The three icicles that appeared first and slanted straight into the sky burst open in an instant, and Chen Mo and the three of them were among them.

Chen Mo: "It's outside." Wear a mask all! ”

The three of them quickly took out their black stockings and put them on their heads, and immediately changed from a perverted strong man wearing a magical girl to a perverted robber strong man wearing a magical girl.

There are too many elements, and I don't want to complain. Yuan Zhisheng covered his face, and felt powerless in his heart.

How can Japan's future be in the hands of these few people? Or three Chinese people, can you really believe it? You don't want to declare a personal vendetta, do you?!

After thinking about it, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei may not have it, but Chen Mo definitely has this idea.

"Hey." Yuan Zhisheng sighed helplessly.

At this time, on the pool below, the three of them stood on the ice.

"Ah Fei, you go and use the power of Norton to absorb the power of Konstantin at this time, and my senior brother and I are here to deal with it."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he didn't forget to say: "There is no obstacle this time, don't fail again!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll be absolutely fine this time."

Lu Mingfei patted his chest and assured that he was full of strength, jumped hard, and plunged into the ice.

With a bang, the ice surface was split apart in an instant, and a large amount of water flowed out, and Lu Mingfei went down.

Seeing this, Chu Zihang and Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, he finally looked a little reliable.