As her voice fell, two large yellow lights lit up in the darkness.

The headlights behind them suddenly turned on again, illuminating everything in front of them.

A fierce, majestic creature appeared before everyone's eyes.

There are no words to describe its ancient and majestic body, and he is clearly a reptile, but far more beautiful than any reptile.

It's just that that beauty is dark beauty, majestic beauty, and deep beauty, which is awe-inspiring.

The blue-black scales of the whole body opened and closed one after the other, making the sound of metal colliding, and the face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch.

And those two yellow headlights are its eyes.

Everyone's hearts were beating faster, and it was the first time they had seen the real dragon king.

Compared to the humanoid Jörmungandr and the deformed White King, this dragon fits the image of mythology and legend.

It looked down at the crowd and let out a high-pitched roar that sounded majestic.

But I don't know why, Lu Mingfei heard a trace of excitement and crampedness from the cry.

"What's the call?"

Natsumi shouted.

Hearing her voice, the dragon shrank its long neck, dug into the ground with its claws, and pressed its head to the ground, watching the crowd cautiously.

Like a cat reprimanded by its owner, although this cat is the size of a humpback whale.

"Laugh, this is my stupid brother, Fenrir."

Xia Mi introduced with some embarrassment.

"Fenrir, this is my sister's acquaintance."

She didn't know how to explain the complicated relationship to her stupid brother, so she used a more general word.

"Acquaintances, are they friends? My sister's friend is Fenrir's friend. ”

Fenrir's golden pupil lit up a few hundred watts in an instant, and it swung its wing membrane violently, as if to attack.

The team members immediately drew their weapons, except for Lu Mingfei, who was standing at the front, not moving.

The two bags fell in front of Lu Mingfei, and he glanced at it, and it seemed to be.

Potato chip?

"I only have the original flavor."

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Fenrir thought that Lu Mingfei didn't like the taste, and said with some embarrassment.

"Alright, okay, they don't like potato chips."

Natsumi covered her forehead and said.

"How is that possible? Potato chips are the best thing in the world! ”

Fenrir's eyes widened, and he felt like his entire worldview had collapsed.

Lu Ming didn't pay attention to their interaction, but looked at the space on Fenrir's body.

An old 18-inch TV, piles of bottle caps, cigarette paper shells, compasses, brightly colored wrapping paper, etc., are obviously the dragon's meticulous collection.

There was no mysterious alchemy circle, and there were no powerful alchemy items, this dragon king built this alchemy labyrinth and lived in it himself, huddled in his bedroom like a child.

The results of the psychological profile show that the two aliens are indeed far less dangerous than their counterparts.

But

Lu Mingfei thought of the young man who rode his bicycle to the plateau, and remembered his last regretful and relieved look.

"Fight."

He said.

"What?"

Natsumi asked.

"In the last fight, you can use all the words and spirits that strengthen your physique."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Hey, didn't you swear we'd be safe? Want to pay off? ”

She said disapprement, and Fenrir's eyes became wary.

"I'm not going to kill you."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Then why do you have to fight me? Well, for the sake of those two dragons? ”

Natsumi remembered the fight on the plateau.

"Not bad."

He nodded.

"You're a double standard. Hit it, I'm really afraid of you. Fenrir, give my sister some blood. ”

Xia Mi's words and deeds highlight a steady belt in the skin.

"Sister, it hurts."

Fenrir squinted nervously and said aggrievedly.

"Hurry up, I'll go back and buy you Coke, three bottles."

She urged.

Tempted by the happy water, Fenrir stretched out his claw and paddled lightly on the other.

A few drops of lava-like blood fell into Natsumi's palm, and she drank it from her head up.

"Wait until I add the BUFF and then fight, don't do a sneak attack."

One by one, the buffy spirit blessed her, knowing that the scales on her body exuded a color like tungsten steel.

"Whew, can I be so strong?"

Feeling the power that kept pouring out of her body, Xia Mi sighed.

For enemies below the next generation, she can play with her offensive spirits.

For enemies above the second generation, the other party will not give her the opportunity to bless so many words and spirits.

So it's the first time that Xia Mi feels it.,It turns out that stacking BUFF is really the version answer.。

"Are you alright?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"That's it."

Xia Mi raised his hands as soon as he said the first word, and the bronze rock scythe blocked the dragon slaying sword that was overwhelming by Tarzan.

It's heavy

She's all strengthened to this extent, why is this guy's sword still so heavy.

Xia Mi concentrated on finding out the "eye" on Lu Mingfei's body.

This is her unique authority, and by finding the "eye" of an object, she can cause the most damage with the least amount of force.

"Found it."

She was overjoyed and was about to fight back when a strong wind came down to her crotch.

Xia Mi was startled, and quickly jumped back to avoid this flirtatious leg.

Before she could scold Lu Mingfei for being shameless, a handful of gravel smashed into her face again.

Flirting with yin legs and sprinkling lime are the fighting skills that Lu Mingfei learned from the latter when he was training in the fifth month these days.

Now it seems that these little moves are quite useful.

Xia Mi stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of him, slapping all the rubble away.

She didn't block it with her scythe, because she knew there was an attack behind her.

Sure enough, the Dragon Slaying Sword followed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xia Mi's eyes.

She sneered in her heart, don't really treat the dragon king as a warrior, the battle is engraved in the genes of the dragon clan.

The Grim Reaper's scythe hooked the blade of the Dragon Slayer, and Xia Mi planned to lock Lu Mingfei's weapon to force him to wrestle with him.

After all, it is a human body, and she doesn't believe in fighting hard to fight for herself, who has drunk the blood of the dragon king and strengthened by words and spirits.

With a slight hook of the scythe, the dragon sword was snatched by Xia Mi.

She didn't like it, and it was too late to get out of the way.

A stormy fist slammed into her body, and the sound of flesh and skin and bones breaking was endless.

The two figures moved quickly in the tunnel for dozens of meters before stopping.

The figures are divided into two, one standing, the other lying down.

"Sister!"

Fenrir's tone turned angry, and an invisible force stirred in the air.

"Fenrir, don't move."

Natsumi's weak voice sounded in time.

"Oh."

The dragon fell back aggrieved.

"Ahem, let's relieve my anger now."

She struggled to her feet, spitting blood and fragments of her internal organs out of her mouth.

The power of the Spirit was repairing her body, but the pain was real.

If it weren't for Lu Mingfei's last retraction, she might have really been killed.

"Let's start the ceremony."

Lu Mingfei turned around, unable to see his expression clearly in the darkness.

(End of chapter)