Chapter 889: Depression Contagion 4

Directly face-to-face, the shocking feeling is incomparably strong.

The symbol of the totem always gives people infinite space for reverie.

A creature that was supposed to exist in legends just broke into people's sight unsuspectingly.

The golden scales are more brilliant and gorgeous than gold, and they seem to have a simple and powerful power, and they are beautiful and full of a sense of power that cannot be ignored.

Looking straight at the five-clawed golden dragon entrenched here, Fenghua's gaze swept over its body.

Looking at the dragon whiskers, dragon scales, and dragon body, the gaze that was originally admiring was frozen almost instantly.

This dragon, it's breathing?!

This realization is completely beyond Fenghua's expectations.

In the entire dragon tomb, a living five-clawed golden dragon has appeared!

What's going on here?

The pace slowed down, standing a hundred meters away, looking at this five-clawed golden dragon that was not under the pressure of Long Wei, but could not be ignored at all.

Fenghua's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Sure enough, through her induction, Xiao Jiu's location was beside the five-clawed golden dragon.

Obviously, this five-clawed golden dragon did not exude any coercion, but Fenghua did not dare to move forward rashly.

Unlike those big lizards outside, this sleeping five-clawed golden dragon gives Fenghua an incomparably strong sense of crisis.

But, Xiao Jiu is over there.

I don't know why, there is no way to respond to her at all, and I can't accept her call.

What's going on over there?

Pinching the fleshy little green in the palm of his hand, Fenghua's eyebrows were tightly locked, and for a while, he couldn't find a more precise countermeasure.

Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

The body precedes the brain, and Fenghua walked directly towards the five-clawed golden dragon.

Ten meters!

No change.

Nine meters!

Still sleeping.

Eight meters!

Keep moving.

Seven meters!

Refueling holds.

Six meters!

Seeing where Xiao Jiu was, he just closed his eyes tightly, although he didn't know why he didn't respond, but it didn't seem that the situation was too bad?

Five meters!

Four meters!

Three meters!

Closer, closer.

Just when the difference is one meter......

Call! ~~~

A gust of wind struck, and Fenghua was instantly blown upside down by this strong wind and flew out.

While the whole person was messy, he also saw the dragon with a big mouth.

It's just air without any offensive power, not terrifying dragon's breath.

But.

Who can tell her.

Why is a dragon asleep still yawning???

And the power of this yawn is no less than that of a high-level wind magic.

Under the terrible yawn, he was blown away by a distance of one hundred and ten meters in an instant, and Fenghua suddenly got up from the ground.

The eyes fell on the five-clawed golden dragon.

Originally, due to Lan's rampage before, the space here had long been suppressed by the powerful dragon power.

But after she approached just now, she obviously couldn't feel Long Wei, but the strength in her body couldn't be mobilized at all.

Long Wei is domineering that suppresses people's bodies from the inside out, and Lan's ability is like a rope that binds people from physical to mental power, and the feeling of approaching the five-clawed golden dragon here seems to be just purely suppressing people's power.

Her body can move, but when she is blown away, it is difficult to do any effective resistance and defense. Only by instinctive feeling can she not be embarrassed to hit the ground.