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In the depths of the sloping walled road, a large group of mourning dragons surged over like a black tide!

These dead dragons are all attached to the bat shadow all over their bodies, and the aura is monstrous, making people tremble!

Bingchen White Dragon killed all the mourning dragons in the barn, which was already solved very quickly, but the number of hidden mourning dragons in this stone village was far more than imagined!

"Bai Yi, block them!"

After Zhu Minglang finished speaking, he ran towards the old well that had been opened by himself.

The well was filled with corpses, and the stench was terrible, but Zhu Minglang glanced at it carefully, and saw a short woman gently moving between several broken corpses, and she timidly looked up from the gap between the two bodies and saw Zhu Minglang.

"Come with me. Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand and said to the short woman.

The woman was a survivor of the stone village, and she heard the conversation outside the well and the footsteps of Zhu Minglang.

When the voice of the mourning dragon mimicking a human cry for help sounded in the barn, she instinctively reminded Zhu Minglang to run away, she didn't want to see other people from the stockade fall into this mourning dragon's trap.

The woman was a little scared, she didn't know if she should leave the well or not.

"Go, I'm a dragon herder, I can protect you, staying here is only a dead end. Zhu Minglang said.

The woman finally held out her hand.

Zhu Minglang dragged her out of the pile of corpses, only to find that the woman's leg was broken and she couldn't walk on her own, fortunately, the woman was not very old and her body was very light, Zhu Minglang fortunately carried her on her back.

"That'...... Is that your dragon?" the girl glanced at the Bingchen White Dragon and saw that the Bingchen White Dragon was fighting with a large group of mourning dragons.

Like a black frenzy, and none of them have the means to kill them, they are extremely good at working together, even against creatures higher than them.

The cunning Mourning Dragon uses various methods to besiege the Bingchen White Dragon, but the Bingchen White Dragon does not have too many weaknesses, and every Bingchen method it casts can turn a group of Mourning Dragons into ice slag, and those who sneak, camouflage, and approach the Bingchen White Dragon at night are also difficult to survive from the slender and dexterous but extremely lethal tail of the Bingchen White Dragon!

The ice white dragon was one hundred, and the terrifying tide of the lost dragon was blocked, and you can see that the white frost froze this huge stone village, forming one after another iceberg giant wall that is difficult for the lost dragon to cross!

The star stone fell from the night sky and hit the stone village, the house was shattered, and the mourning dragon was also shattered, for the girl, the mourning dragon was a nightmare, and those mourning dragons obviously regarded the Bingchen White Dragon as a slaughtering demon, and wiped them out mercilessly!!

It's just that even so, Zhu Minglang is not much optimistic.

There are many demon shadow dragons, there are many of them, and there are constantly low roars from the depths of the stockade, and the mourning dragons that can imitate human calls before are standing on the stone hill, calling for the arrival of the mourning dragons with a strange cry.

Some of the caves that were originally used to store food crawled out of the blood-red demon stripes, and they glided down from the caves, their wings like ghost bats, their claws and leather wings, and their lower limbs like eagles with grappling hooks.

The night was dark, and these blood-red demon-patterned bat-winged dragons were awakened, their cultivation was not high, but their number was amazing, hovering over this stone village, forming a large black wing bone vortex, which made people's scalps tingle for a while!

Seeing this, Zhu Minglang decisively carried the girl with an injured leg and ran to the empty floor.

Under the surrounding barn, the spider-footed mourning dragon quietly pounced, and a phantom appeared on Zhu Minglang's body, and then the speed became extremely fast, floating out of the hunt of these spider-footed mourning dragons like a ghost.

These spider-footed mourning dragons chased after each other, and just as they were chasing into a line, Zhu Minglang's fingers moved and waved towards these spider-footed mourning dragons.

A bright sword glow shone, slashing in a straight line, and the sword spirit dragon attacked quickly under the traction of Zhu Minglang, directly cutting these dead dragons into two halves......

"That's what it is...... Is this also my brother's dragon?" the girl's light purple eyes stared at the sword spirit dragon.

At this time, the sword spirit dragon is accompanied by Zhu Minglang, as soon as the mourning dragon approaches, the sword spirit dragon will lightning out of the sword, killing these besieged mourning dragons, each sword at least one mourning dragon died, if the angle is accurate, you can kill several mourning dragons in an instant!

"It's called Mo Xie. With them, you won't die. Zhu Minglang said.

"But none of the others survived, so I should go with them...... I just don't know how to end it, I lay down with them, talking to them in a small voice, and my uncles and aunts told me not to make a sound, but I don't want to see other people like Brother Geng anymore. The girl whispered.

The tone of her speech seemed to be talking to herself, and Zhu Minglang was a little confused in her heart.

She was lying with a pile of corpses, so how did the so-called uncle and aunt communicate with her?

Probably a little mentally disturbed, after all, hiding in a pile of broken corpses of his own compatriots, normal adults would be scared to lose their souls, let alone such a young girl.

But no matter what, she does not hesitate to expose herself, but also reminds herself.

It's a rarity.

Not everyone who has suffered like this has the kind of heart and the courage to do so.

"Zhu Minglang, we are surrounded. Nan Yushao glanced at the sky, with a deep disgust for those bat-like ugly dragons.

"Bai is blocking the group of mourning dragons behind, let's kill them. Zhu Minglang carried the girl on his back and ran to the location of the cow beast where Li Xinghua was.

The bull beast was already panicked, and even knelt directly on all fours, trembling under the terrifying aura of the lost dragon.

Zhu Minglang hurriedly called out the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon and helped Li Xinghua and the village girl to the back of the Shenmu Qingshenglong.

"I'll open the way, can you deal with those blood-winged dragons in the sky?" Nan Yushao said.

Nan Yusa stretched out her palm, and a bright flame appeared on her palm, and the flame flew in the air, transforming into a huge flame totem.

In the midst of the totem, an extremely powerful unicorn rushed out of it, its whole body blazing, its golden pupils with a scorching light.

The unicorn dragon was brilliant and dazzling in the dark night, it ran on the walled road, the hoof flames left on the ground, leaving a long trace of flames, and those demon shadow dragons who were originally going to surround were forced back by the strong flames emitted by the unicorn dragon, which made the door finally have a road to move.

Nan Yusa stood on the back of the unicorn dragon, the flames were blazing, setting off her graceful figure, making her like a fairy living in the divine volcano, noble and powerful.