There may be more than one good thing about Ryuzuka!

Ming Zheng instantly had such a judgment in his heart, but it was not difficult to decide which direction to go first.

"The opportunity to get the dragon mound this time is mainly due to the sticky dragon, so let's go to the place where the sticky dragon wants to go first, what do you think, baby dragon?"

The baby dragon standing beside the sticky dragon blinked his eyes and nodded obediently.

Sticky Milong smiled and patted the baby dragon's head, then turned to look at Mingzheng.

"Sticky ......"

"Let's go, let's hurry up, the situation of the dragon mound is unknown, everything is careful!"

Saying that, Ming Zheng sent more Gala Gala, Geng Ghost and Warrior Eagle, but never gave Sticky Meilong a chance to speak.

It's a good thing to take care of the little brother, but the situation of the dragon mound is unknown, if you can only take one by chance, will the sticky dragon complain about the baby dragon at that time?

What should I do if there is a gap between them?

They are all proud dragon quasi-gods, and Ming Zheng doesn't want any of them to suffer, and distributing them according to credit is the best way.

"Lead the way, Slimy Dragon!"

Ming Zheng said as he patted the warrior eagle beside him.

One person, one eagle and one look at each other, there is a tacit understanding that does not need to be said.

"Sticky~"

Sticky Meilong didn't say anything more, and seemed to understand Mingzheng's kindness, and took the initiative to go in the direction he sensed.

Mingzheng and Galagala immediately followed, Geng Ghost blended into the shadows as usual, and the Warrior Eagle also flew low behind.

The baby dragon jumped onto Mingzheng's shoulder in three or two steps.

"Baby~Baby~"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ming Zheng couldn't help but tease, "The ambition is so high, and you have to help Sticky Meilong find treasures in the future?" ”

"Baby!"

"Hahahaha, the sticky dragon doesn't like wings, I don't believe you ask it."

"Sticky~"

The sticky dragon in front of him spread his hands cooperatively, it is not a god, what is the obsession with flying.

After the joke, everyone packed up and slowly went deep into the dragon mound with vigilance.

However, the dragon mound only looked a little bluffing, they walked for half an hour without encountering any accidents and dangers, and the whole space was unusually quiet.

And the deeper it went, the more excited it became, and it could feel itself getting closer and closer to that deadly attraction.

In this way, after continuing to go deeper for another hour, a sunken pit suddenly appeared in the barren dragon mound.

"Need a detour?"

"Sticky~"

The dragon shook her head, and gestured to the largest pit in the middle.

"Is this it?"

"Sticky!"

The sticky dragon couldn't wait to answer, and then trotted to the pit.

Soon, they all came to the edge of the pit and poked their heads out to look inside.

It is dark and slimy, and the faint fishy smell is not strong.

This is a swamp...... Wetlands?

On the other side, the sticky dragon couldn't hold it anymore, and slid directly down the slope of the pit, and then stepped into the middle of the wetland.

At the same time, faint purple ripples lit up from the entire wetland, and the terrifying dragon coercion erupted at once, directly repelling the Ming Zheng and them on the edge of the pit.

"Sticky Meilong, are you alright?"

Ming Zheng subconsciously shouted, and then stood on the edge again under the coercion.

In the pit, the sticky dragon was obviously not comfortable, but it had no way to retreat, it could only endure it, and it didn't have the energy to be distracted to respond to Mingzheng.

Ming Zheng was silent, secretly guessing in his heart that this might be a test for the sticky dragon, after all, although the dragon is strong, it does not cause substantial damage.

In this case, you can only look at the sticky beauty dragon herself.

The purple ripples in the wetlands flickered and flickered, releasing constant pressure, and after withstanding the initial impact, the slimy dragon finally got used to it.

As it puffed up its chest, more purple light rose from the center of the pit wetland, and it faintly condensed its form.

Such as...... A round shell!

"Sticky!"

With a dragon groan, the sticky beauty dragon's eyes were firm, and he walked towards the center of the pit step by step.

The pace is slow, but it is always forward.

But halfway through, the speed of the sticky dragon slowed down by three points, and every step was like a thousand pounds, as if it had really become a snail.

Obviously, the closer you go, the more terrifying Long Wei's strength becomes!

Ten minutes later, the dragon barely took a few steps forward, but the progress was getting slower.

Ming Zheng looked anxiously outside, but he was helpless, and he didn't even dare to disturb it.

AnswerThe next moment, a faint red light flashed on the self-adhesive beauty dragon, and Ming Zheng immediately recognized it as a skill retreat!

A retreat increases the double defense and dodge rate of the Sticky Dragon, and also enhances its resistance to pressure to a certain extent.

Sure enough, Sticky Meilong took another step forward and took several steps forward in a row!

Then, it stopped again, holding itself down and unable to move a little.

At this time, the Sticky Dragon was less than 20 meters away from the round shell phantom in the center, and with the pace of the Sticky Dragon, it was only seven or eight steps away!

But just these seven or eight steps are a moat......

"Sticky Meilong, come on, ......"

Ming Zheng muttered to himself, at this moment, he desperately hoped that he would also regain the trainer magic skill of the Spring Roar.

Crash~

The red light rose again, and the sticky dragon launched the second retreat, and its ability to resist stress increased a lot.

Sticky Meilong also followed this momentum and took three quick steps forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

And then...... Stop again!

Sweating like rain, wheezing, and trembling legs.

Looking at the phantom round shell close at hand, the sticky dragon gave birth to infinite longing from the heart!

The instinct of the body kept telling it that as long as it obtained this round shell phantom, it would definitely get great benefits, and even the mysterious problems that had not been solved would be solved.

However, there was only one last retreat......

If you take three more steps, it's still not enough.

At least one more step!

One step!

Crash!

The red light of the last retreat rose, and the sticky beauty dragon's eyes were firm, and his short legs stepped out fiercely.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

……

Boom!

Four steps!

The round shell phantom is close in front of you, and the sticky dragon probe reaches out, and a stroke is enough to reach forward!

……

Two seconds later, nothing happened, and Sticky Meilong looked up with difficulty, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Almost, just a little, it's just that my hands are short!

Thump!

Sticky Meilong's left leg was sore, and he suddenly knelt down, and the pressure of 10,000 catties almost crushed it!

Is it going to end?

I don't know if it's because of the sweat flowing into his eyes, even the vision of the sticky dragon has become blurred, and the phantom of the round shell seems to be about to dissipate.

"Horn, Slimy Dragon! Use your ......"

The voice also became illusory, and Slim Miryu only felt as if he had heard Mingzheng's voice again.

So failed?

I'm so tired, so forget it......

"Horn, the horn of the same person's head, a sticky dragon, you can touch it if you throw it over!"

"Baby! Baby! ”

"Quack! Ga! ”

"Boom!"

"Wow! Phew! ”

Why are you calling me?

What is a horn?

Throw it off......

Throw it off!

Yes, throw it with your horns!!

(End of chapter)