Volume 1: The Death of Panling Chapter 51 Jiaolong

What happened to the ants? Do ants have to kneel? Zhao Wen resisted desperately in his heart.

But the body did not obey the call, and there was no strength in the body.

Zhao Wen really couldn't support it, and his knees were weak......

Lying in the river of blood.

It's strange to say, how can this muddy river of blood lie down and not sink.

If it doesn't hold up, it's rotten, am I lying in parallel?

Zhao Wen's behavior directly stimulated the transcendent figure of that great shore.

The ethereal voice was a little angry: "Kneel, kneel, kneel...... I'm grass, you kneel down for Lao Tzu not lie down! ”

Zhao Wen vaguely felt that the figure with light all over his body seemed to be panting, and the smell of fireworks became stronger.

"Bastard boy! You give me death! ”

The boundless figure suddenly stretched out a blood-red hand, and the blood on it was swirling, covering the sky and the sun, and the cover pressed down!

The rivers of blood flying in the air were all shattered and dissipated under this big hand, and there seemed to be countless wails ringing in Zhao Wen's ears.

A huge and incomparable pressure came to him, and the river of blood under Zhao Wen was boiling, roaring, rolling up thousands of blood waves, completely submerging Zhao Wen......

Apothecary.

In the huge copper basin, Zhao Wen's eyes were closed, his face was hideous, but he was not breathing.

Elder Jia on the side was sweating, trembling, took out a bottle of dark green elixir from his arms, and said with a painful face: "That's it, that's it!" If this bottle of ninth-level brute beast blood can't save you, then Geng Madman can't blame me, he can only blame you for your thin life! ”

After speaking, he uncorked the bottle, opened Zhao Wen's mouth, and forcibly poured the medicine into Zhao Wen's mouth.

Even if there are only two bottles of this bottle of rejuvenation elixir in the entire Pharmacy Guild, one bottle is in the hands of the president and the other bottle is in the hands of the great elder, which is really difficult to mix and extremely precious.

And Elder Jia is the Great Elder of the Pharmacy Guild.

Looking at the empty bottle in his hand, Elder Jia's already old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and his heart ached!

Don't say that the essence blood of the ninth-level brute beast is the other materials used to prepare this bottle of potion, and it is also hard to find.

And the essence blood of the ninth-level brute beast is even more extinct.

In the entire Haori Empire, no one can pat their chests and dare to say that they can get the essence blood of a ninth-level brute beast.

The ninth-level brute beast is equivalent to the Great Grandmaster realm, and the brute beast is stronger than the human martial artist in the same realm.

These two bottles of potions can even be regarded as the inheritance treasures of the Pharmacy Guild, but now one bottle has been poured into Zhao Wen's stomach.

Under Elder Jia's nervous gaze, Zhao Wen's face gradually calmed down, the medicine entered his abdomen, and the powerful vitality stimulated Zhao Wen's whole body organs, and the weak breathing gradually recovered, and the circulation began again.

Elder Jia took a closer look at Zhao Wen's chest again, the rolled flesh had already healed, and under the repair of the potion, only a red line was left on the skin between the chest and the abdomen, presumably after a while, this red line would also disappear.

Elder Jia, who breathed a sigh of relief, still couldn't help muttering: "It's cheap, you stinky boy." ”

Void space.

Zhao Wen was crushed in the river of blood, his eyes were all blood-red, and countless strange things kept roaring and struggling around Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen felt that the fishy and sticky blood water filled his mouth, stuffed his nose, his eyelids gradually weakened, and the last bit of spiritual light in his mind was floating and sinking, and he was about to sink into eternal darkness......

"Whew!" A clear roar came from nowhere, which made Zhao Wen's last bit of aura reinvigorate.

What was that?

The will to survive actually made Zhao Wen feel the void again, only to see a hideous beast as black as ink, with a single horn on its head, stubby limbs, and an unknown length, rampage in the void, rolling endlessly.

Is that...... Dragon?

Zhao Wen didn't dare to be sure, although he had read the "Overview of the Barbarian Beasts of the Mountain Rock Continent", the chapters introduced to the high-level brute beasts were still limited, after all, the high-level brute beasts were extremely rare, they could not be seen and immortal, and the people who could describe and write them afterwards probably couldn't find a few in the entire Haori Empire.

I saw that the giant beast tore apart the river of blood, which was already half shattered in the air, and then opened its huge mouth wide, and let out a provocative roar towards the figure sitting upright on the Skull Throne!

"Where did the little reptile dare to provoke me?" The figure on the throne seemed to be enraged, and the big hand that covered the sky and the sun was pressed down again.

But the giant beast waited for the big hand to approach, turned over and swung its tail, and the black giant tail slammed towards the blood-red hand.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, countless smoke and dust from nowhere rolled and expanded, and a large white mist exploded in the void of war!

In the hazy mist, it seemed that the behemoth and the big hand were much darker.

A familiar voice of Zhao Wen came angrily: "Ah! Damn four-legged snake, tiny reptile, you deserve to be destroyed, idiot, pissed me off! ”

Zhao Wen was stunned, isn't this the voice that often scolds himself?

What the hell is going on?

Just when Zhao Wen was puzzled, the white mist that exploded in the air, the smoke and dust all fell, and as soon as it touched Zhao Wen's body, it suddenly seemed like a swallow returning to its nest, and it went straight to Zhao Wen's body.

A refreshing feeling that made Zhao Wen want to die suddenly filled Zhao Wen's whole body, and the feeling was like jumping into the cool spring water on dog days.

As the mist and smoke were continuously absorbed by Zhao Wen's body, Zhao Wen's entire body also swelled as if blowing.

The river of blood beneath its feet grew smaller and smaller, and finally became a ditch.

If before, Zhao Wen was soaked in a wide river, then now he is stepping on one foot in a small ditch, and the other foot can no longer be put down.

However, compared to the giant beast that didn't know how long it was, and compared to the throne that covered the sky and the sun, Zhao Wen was still too small.

The battle in the void continued, and the giant beast didn't know what to do, and plunged into the skeleton throne, biting and stirring wildly, countless white jade skeletons were torn apart by the giant beast, but the blood-red figure was there slapping the giant beast with his hand indiscriminately.

"Fuck off, nasty bugs, loaches, dead reptiles! Get out of here! Damn, I can't control this wisp of spiritual will that I finally sent! ”

The more incompetent and furious the voice, the more Zhao Wen was puzzled.

That's a big contrast.

Zhao Wen's brows furrowed, it sounded like a naughty boy who saw a nasty puppy, kept slapping and snoring with his hands, and wanted it to walk away quickly?

"Bang, bang!" The loud noise continued, the white mist and smoke became thicker and thicker, and gradually all around were white, Zhao Wen couldn't see anything clearly, only felt that he was submerged in a piece of white.

Zhao Wen's body was also constantly expanding, but the fog and smoke were getting thicker and thicker, and gradually Zhao Wen felt pain, the pain that his whole body was about to be propped up.

It's no wonder that the pain is getting stronger and stronger, but Zhao Wen's body just doesn't explode, it just slowly increases.

It's like someone holding a soak of urine in a half-dream, and always feels like the bladder is about to explode if he moves it slightly, but he is too sleepy and doesn't want to get out of bed, so the urge to urinate is getting higher and higher, and the bladder can't explode all the time.

This pain rises and falls, and then, there is no more......

All the senses were swallowed up in endless darkness, and slowly lost all feelings.