The shadow of the flannel ball's original kitten was cast on the boulder behind him.

But now, like a winding vine, that petite shadow began to expand and stretch on the boulder.

And the scattered vines gradually entangled, weaving into a shadow that resembled a humanoid but had developed antlers.

The moment this shadow was just formed, there was suddenly a strange and gloomy atmosphere in the valley of miasma, which was already damp and harsh.

Although the previous Miasma Valley had a harsh environment, it was still a normal and thriving ecosystem from the perspective of the natural environment.

But after this breath appeared, it was as if 'nature' had been deliberately distorted by something.

Turned into a 'supernatural' look.

This erosion and forcible change of nature made the dragon suddenly stand on its feet in the dragon chariot and stop sprinting.

After a while, the flannel ball player was stunned to find that he was not dead.

It was unaware of the change in the shadow behind it, and its big watery eyes could only look at the dragon that seemed to be hesitant in front of it.

And the dragon. This monster is notoriously tough and ferocious.

Although the supernatural aura made it feel a strong sense of discomfort and crisis, the nature in its bones was superior.

It first paces and wheezes like a feline around the flannel ball with its winged paws and hind legs.

As the dragon's wheezing grew more impatient and heavy, it began to let out a menacing roar.

This has already been shown: it will not be deterred, but will be more angry!

The body color and markings of the dragon are a bit like that of a tiger, and its hunting movements are also very similar to those of a feline.

The wing claw quickly pressed down, the whole body was close to the ground, and the depressed center of gravity brought a strong sports explosive force!

"Bang!"

The dragon, who was frightened by the shadow behind the flannel ball just now, started the dragon car again!

And the flannel ball cat, although it is already a tough and brave character, but in the face of this situation of jumping back and forth on the line of life and death, this mixed-breed kitten of Dettle and Elu is still afraid.

It subconsciously held its two paws in front of its face and closed its eyes tightly. Prepare for the rush of death.

But then

"Puff ~ Roar !!"

The sound of scales and muscles piercing each other, followed by a mighty but painful roar of the dragon.

The flannel ball snapped open.

I saw that from the shadow behind it, a strange, terrifying upper body was emerging from the shadow.

And the sharp, strange claws were stabbing in the shoulder socket of the dragon.

The surging blood was bursting out from the dragon's strong muscles.

Seeing his own shadow distorted, and the monster he had seen once emerged from it, the flannel ball was simply confused and frightened.

Its fuzz stood up, but its body stiffened and did not dare to move.

I could only watch as the antlered monster emerged from its shadow.

The deer head spirit completely stood out from the shadow of the flannel ball, and the kitten's shadow returned to normal.

And every time Lu Shoujing took a step forward, the dragon staggered back with a convulsion all over his body.

The dry limbs are stiff, but they seem to have the strength that even the brute force of the dragon can't resist.

At first, the stunned flannel ball just stood stunned.

But being born into the aggressive, daring Valley Marauders of Detle allowed it to seize this chance to survive at once.

On all fours, trot all the way away from the battlefield.

And in the process of escaping, it still kept its sanity. Look back from time to time and keep an eye on the monsters.

If you don't choose a path when you run away in the wilderness, and you don't care about the movements of your pursuers, it's no different from looking for death.

And in the kitten's retrospective observation, it relied on its keen senses in the battle to find out.

It's not that the strength of the deer head essence is greater than that of the dragon, but it is forced back step by step.

Beneath the skin of the dragon's sturdy and strong body, after being stabbed by the deer's head, it was like some kind of living creature spreading and writhing under its skin.

At first, it wasn't conspicuous, but later, it was like a lot of snakes in the skin!

Thrilling and terrifying.

And ten seconds after the deer head's claws stabbed into the shoulder socket of the dragon, the 'things' that writhed under the dragon's skin even broke through the skin and popped up.

Those things are not snakes, but branches!

The dragon was not suppressed by the deer head essence in terms of strength, but the branches that continued to grow wantonly in its body, making it unable to stand on its feet at all, so it could only retreat in pain until its body twitched, and wailed miserably.

But even though there were already an unknown number of branches growing under the skin, the strong vitality of the dragon still did not make it lose its combat effectiveness anytime soon.

Its muscles are still strong, its lungs and vocal cords are still intact!

So in the pain of being skinned alive by the branches in its body, the fierce nature of the dragon still made it fight back without flinching!

"Roar!!

A loud sound, a roar that squeezes the air into milky white sonic waves!

That's another reason why the dragon got its name - its war cry not only temporarily deaf the ears of battle-hardened hunters, but also caused brain vertigo due to strong sound waves.

The Dragon's powerful battle cry is a sonic attack that can inflict substantial physical damage on hunters who are heavily armed with helmets and armor at the physical level!

Every roar it uses as a means of attack can achieve the same scene as the uncontrollable roar of the golden lion before the golden lion left the field when Lan En repelled the golden lion before.

The sound of the roar alone can scrape off a layer of stone skin from the rocks around you!

Hundreds of kilograms of mass will be blown away like pieces of paper in the roaring waves!

This kind of roar has always been a major means for the dragon to be called the [absolute powerhouse] in nature. Its powerful attack power and suddenness are unquestionable.

But now the question is.

The Deer Head is a magical creature.

One of the characteristics of magical creatures is that they are best dealt with with with with a silver sword. When slashed at them, the steel sword can be ignored like a rubber rod.

Sound waves and the waves of air that are stirred up are undoubtedly natural physical forces in nature.

Therefore, the roar of the dragon in front of the deer head spirit is really just a little louder, and the damage caused is

It's pretty nice.

The deer head, who was always calm, came from under the pale deer skull the deep sound of the wind blowing through the hollow, and then.

"Poof!"

The other claw, which was originally hanging down at his side, took advantage of the moment when the dragon opened its mouth and roared, and poked it through its mouth that opened at an angle of one hundred and fifty degrees!

Then a few dry branches stabbed the dragon's skull in the direction of the deer's claws, and drilled out.

The fleeing flannel ball covered its mouth in fright, and the cat who turned around to observe quickly returned to the right and ran with its head buried in it.

But then, with a 'bang', it felt its kitten helmet hit the stump.

The whole cat was knocked and slumped backwards on the ground.

The flannel ball slowly looked up hesitantly and in horror and saw that it was the deer head spirit who was still entangled with the dragon a moment ago.

At this time, its claws were still dripping with the blood and flesh of the dragon.

Beneath the pale skull, there was nothing to see from the swarthy eyes and nostrils, only hollow darkness.

The deerhead stooped over the crunching of the branches, its still bleeding paws reaching out to the flannel ball.

At this time, the kitten was in a hurry, and was wielding the plundering knife he had obtained from his father in an orderly manner.

The paws are getting closer and closer to the kitten.

But at this moment, Lu Shoujing tilted his head.

It finds itself on its paws. It was as if an electric current had inexplicably lit up blue light.

The next moment, "Boom! ”

Blue and scorching thunder and lightning slashed down from the sky!

The huge impact force directly lifted the flannel ball far away, and although the deer head essence took root under its feet, the outstretched claws were completely gone.

The pale deer skull seemed to sense something, and twisted to its side.

And in that direction, the unicorn standing on a cliff wall tilted its head, squinted its eyes and glanced down at the deer head, and then shook its head, and its pale mane brought a burst of electric sparks in the air.

The two hunters, on the other hand, grabbed the bulge on the rock wall with their hook claws and jumped down as if they were descending.

The Grand Master ran to the flannel ball that had been swept away by the waves, and Lan En stood in front of the deer head spirit with his head tilted, looking up at the eyes of the deer skull.

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