The battle between the dragon and the tiger unfolds in the air~

Tiger fighting is common, but the dragon is soaring for nine days, and most people think that the tiger is not worthy of fighting with the dragon.

But now the dragon and tiger fight really happened, the dragon is the dragon, the tiger is the mountain king, a big battle, tumbling and rolling, the sun and the moon are dark, and there is no winner or loser for a while.

The tiger is also ten feet up and down, with both head and tail, sharp teeth, tiger power like a whip, and the attack is very sharp. It's just that in front of Jiaolong, this kind of attack is not fatal, let his claws slap the dragon scales, but draw a white mark, even if the tiger's tail is drawn, it will only leave a trace. The old dragon's every move was hugely harmful.

But the old dragon still clearly felt that it was tricky.

The reason is just like Meng Huiling said, one plus one is greater than two.

The combination of the Tiger King and Meng Huiling, the main force is the Tiger King, Meng Huiling hardly shoots, but his bonus to the mount is too great. Especially the shortcomings of the Tiger King, the defensive aspect. Thorough defense, there are no dead ends, those Dragon Ancestor's attacks, all of which are body-long, have been unloaded and transferred by Meng Huiling in various ways, so that the Tiger King has been unscathed in several attacks. Other improvements in strength and speed are also evident.

Although the Tiger King couldn't hurt himself, the old dragon was also anxious, and said in his heart: If you want to be so grinding, it will take a while to clean up the next two ants, what should you do if you let that guy escape from the stone wall?

At this moment, I heard the Tiger King shout: "Good boy, why don't you open your eyes? Aren't your yellow eyes very scary? Could it be that you are blind?"

Long Zu sneered and said, "Without a right eye, you stupid cat is still vulnerable." Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath.

Meng Huiling's eyes were sharp, and he saw his actions clearly, and hurriedly said loudly: "Lei Yin Xiao-" Saying the communication channel of the true qi through the spirit beast on his body, he frantically rushed into the body of the Tiger King.

The Tiger King opened his mouth, and the blue-white arc lit up, and then, a tiger roar accompanied by thunder rushed out frantically:

"Roar—"

At the same time, Long Zu also spewed out another ****. The voice was so loud that it could not be heard by the naked ear. However, the vibration of the sound wave was earth-shattering, layer by layer of ripples scattered out, the space was shaken, and there was a chain reaction, which was constantly broken, turbulent, and annihilated.

The tangible thunder light and the invisible sound wave collided head-on, paused for a moment, and then triggered a earth-shattering explosion! The blue-white light flame rushed into the sky, because of the entanglement of the arc and the cutting of space, the light flame appeared irregular, the light was bizarre, but there was a strange magnificence.

The thunder dissipated, and the aftermath did not subside. The air was still filled with visible arcs and invisible turbulence, but fortunately, the peak of the explosion had passed, the smoke had gradually dissipated, and the vision had been restored.

The figure of the old dragon appeared in the air, but it was a few hundred feet lower than before, before he was soaring in the sky, but now he can only hover at a low altitude. Compared to the beginning, he became a wolf, and the originally bright scales on his body were covered with a layer of smoke and dust, and they were tattered and blackened. And his right eye, which was already closed, couldn't open it at all at this time, and blood flowed, staining half of his face bright red.

Yet, he held on. Regardless of the high altitude and low altitude, he is flying, and he has not fallen. Don't care if the wolf bèi is not a wolf bèi, he is still a complete body and has not hurt a single sinew or bone.

And what about his opponents?

Looking around, he didn't see the shadow of the Tiger King, the old dragon was in a happy mood, and couldn't help laughing loudly, the laughter echoed all around, and the shrill laughter was drowned out in all directions.

Suddenly, he felt something and lowered his head and flew down.

Beneath him, under another rubble, the tiger's head and half of its tail were exposed—half of which was ten feet away, and it was clear that it was no longer in one place.

At this time, the tiger king, according to the head and tail, is only nearly two zhang, which is already strong compared with ordinary tigers, but compared with before, it is no longer the same. Obviously, it has been "beaten back to its original shape", and the yellow hair that is smooth and smooth like brocade is also stained with blood, and it is no longer beautiful.

When the ancestor saw it, he was even more happy, although he didn't land, he also lowered his head from the air, and the Tiger King's closed eyes were only a few feet away, and sneered: "Stupid cat, fight with me?

He then looked for Meng Huiling, in his heart, the Meng family is even more hateful, the Tiger King is just a daredevil, there is nothing to worry about, the Meng family from top to bottom, all of them are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they have ill intentions, even the release of the stone dragon can be imagined, of course, it is more threatening, and it must be extinguished one by one.

After sensing it, he found that Meng Huiling was also buried under the ruins, but he was not dead, and said with a smile in disappointment: "You are one person and one tiger in the end, it is better to die together-" As he spoke, he breathed a sigh of relief again, and an invisible wave of air was formed, ready to go.

At this critical moment, a whirlwind filled his head, and the old dragon's body was deflected, and he was smashed into the ground fiercely, and with a bang, countless rubble was splashed!

Although this time it was ruthless, it smashed him all over the world, but it was not enough, the old dragon's head was lifted from the dirt, and he looked up-

I saw a golden spirit beast hovering in the sky, a hundred-zhang long body covering the sky and the sun, five golden claws flickering with cold light, and the long horns on the head were forked, like coral.

Real Dragon!

As soon as the old dragon's pupils shrank, he saw a round face poking out of the dragon's back, and said with a smile: "Finally caught up!"

The old dragon was stunned, and shouted: "It's you-" Before the words fell, the dragon opened his mouth and roared, and the surrounding earth and rocks were shattered, and a huge earthquake was in front of him, and the old dragon was furious and hurriedly flew up.

The explosion was not as fierce as expected, and after a round of rubble, it was quiet, and the old dragon fled into the air, calmed down, and was suspicious in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be a silver-like pewter spear head?"

I heard Meng Shuai on the other side say: "Don't be complacent, old loach, there are still people below, how can I give you a funeral?"

The old dragon felt a chill in his heart, turned his head, and saw that the dragon's body was like a diamond, across the sky, and the body was longer than himself, which was the real dragon body he dreamed of, and he hated and feared, but then he saw the dragon's head and those eyes.

The dust on the stone dragon's body had completely fallen off, revealing golden scales and a long mane, but there were still no eyeballs in those eyes. The form of the stone carving has been stored before, and it only feels weird to have eyes without beads, but when it actually appears, the empty eye sockets make people feel extremely terrifying.

The old dragon was also shocked, and then grinned and said: "Okay, after being buried in the stone for so many years, you came out thinking that you were showing off your might? It's a pity that after your eyeballs were dug out, you were not a complete dragon body, and you were still majestic! Now you can't even see it, just wait to walk and die!"

Meng Shuai intercepted his mouth and said loudly: "What are you talking about? You know what to do, you know that you are not annoying, I will annoy you to death." You're still a child, and a parrot isn't as long as your tongue. Fight or not, don't fight with your tail between your legs and get out. ”

The old dragon was furious and shouted: "Looking for death-" The body was shocked, and it grew out of thin air, and one grew to more than 100 zhang, which was better than the real dragon. When he got to the top, he seemed to be full of confidence, and he opened his teeth and claws and threw himself towards the stone dragon.

Shi Long floated quietly, Meng Shuai looked solemn, and said, "Don't worry, I am your eyes-"

"Moan—"

A dragon roar shook away, and everyone around was heard. In Meng Shuai's impression, this was the first time he heard Shilong's voice, and he didn't sound for three years, and he was a blockbuster.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, the stone dragon soars into the clouds and resists the wind, fighting with the old dragon!

If the dragon and tiger fight is turbulent, then the two real dragons fight each other, the sky is cracked, the sun and the moon are lightless, up and down, left and right, and there are battlefields within a radius of hundreds of miles. Meng Shuai was originally afraid of having people around, especially Meng Huiling and the Tiger King were still below, and wanted to stay away as much as possible, but the situation at this time was not something he could control. Once the two dragons, one true dragon and one Jiaolong close to the real dragon, fight, any creature that is not strong enough will not be able to intervene.

Meng Shuai is not strong enough, but fortunately he is close enough. Because of several changes in his body, he can be immune to dragon power, otherwise the pressure of the two-headed dragon is enough to turn him into powder. And he can also assist the true dragon with his senses, pointing the direction of the stone dragon, which is the most important and probably the only role he can play on the battlefield.

Other than that, there are only dragons and dragons fighting.

The battle between the dragons, at the very beginning, entered into a fierce hand-to-hand combat, and the bayonets were red. Meng Shuai also agrees with this strategy, long-distance attacks, higher requirements for accuracy, no eyes are really a loss, such close hand-to-hand combat, once caught and bitten, death does not relax, and the constraints are smaller.

Of course, what is worse is that Meng Shuai is safe in it. The two dragons intersected, not to mention the old dragon, the stone dragon may not have time to take care of his flesh and blood. What's more, the old dragon hates him deeply in his heart, but within the range of the attack, he must catch him, and wants to tear him off and tear him to pieces. Meng Shuai dodged the attack several times, but it was a critical moment, and if he came a few more times, I am afraid that this luck will always be used up. He was also helpless, so he had to rely on his vigilance to support him.

It's just that in such hand-to-hand combat, Shi Long doesn't have the upper hand.

There is no doubt that the body of the true dragon should be more powerful, but the old dragon is not bad, he has been cultivating for so many years, and his physical training is only one step worse than that of the real dragon. At the same time, the stone dragon had just broken through the wall, and it had lost too much strength, and it was also at a disadvantage. To say that the old dragon has just been delayed by a few battles and suffered some injuries, the stone dragon came out of the stone wall, and the squeeze of his flesh and blood was only stricter, and compared with the advantages and disadvantages, the situation on the old dragon's side is better.

Meng Shuai was also very anxious in his heart, he was also a bystander, he could see the shape on the field clearly, and knew that Shi Long's support time was limited after all, and he was also in a weak period of excessive consumption of his left eye several times, and he couldn't help but regret it secretly, his companions were rushing up to intercept them in waves, and now they couldn't fight, so that there was no one who could help.

Now he is the only one left, even if he is exhausted, even if he is in danger, but in such a critical position, he must do something.