The young dragon landed on the ground, and the long swords that surrounded him crackled and stuck all on the ground.

Their spirituality has all been knocked down by the thunder and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Standing in front of the pile of swords stuck in the ground, the young dragon looked around at the frightened people around him, but did not strike again.

Because that doesn't make any sense at all.

The rain began to drip again, so that all the Taoist priests who were flying in mid-air fell to the ground, not daring to fly into the sky again.

Because the moment the rain fell on them, the spiritual power in their bodies was rapidly dissipating.

Melt into the rainwater.

This is the power of the dragons, the ability to control the water.

Reaching out and gently catching a drop of rainwater, he snatched it from the old Taoist priest's gourd and stuffed it into it.

It was like the water of the Yangtze River, obliquely wrapped in the aura that had been plundered from those Taoist priests, and all of it was poured into the gourd.

I shook it with satisfaction, feeling the reassuring smell emanating from the gourd.

Very satisfied, he hung it on his waist, flicked the tail behind him, and suddenly opened a way in front of her.

The young dragon who got the new toy was very happy and jumped up and down when he walked.

The influence of this body on the empress's consciousness is becoming more and more serious.

Especially under the special rules of this world, it is more and more obvious.

The young dragon left, but none of the Taoist priests who fell to the ground dared to stop him.

She was too strong, even though she looked very young, but her strength made none of these people dare to strike again.

Among them, the strongest was the old Taoist, but no one thought that he would be directly beaten by the young dragon under the face and had no combat ability.

Even if this belonged to the sneak attack of the young dragon who did not talk about martial virtues, but the subsequent display of the young dragon's talent and supernatural powers made them completely dead.

With the system and strength alone, it is impossible for humans to defeat youkai under any circumstances.

The only advantage is the magic weapon, but under the thunder of the young dragon, all those magic weapons have turned into scrap metal, which makes them completely lose any courage to dare to strike again.

Wandering in the realm of humans, every time the young dragon passes through those human cities, it will cause a wave of chaos.

It's not that she doesn't have the common sense of the human world, but that the nature of the body is like that.

It makes her reluctant to think about all that mess.

"Run, there's a youkai!! Youkai have entered the town!! ”

"Ahhh

In his arms, he held the gourd that had become empty from the old Taoist priest.

This time, the young dragon is in a human city again.

It's been more than three months since she's been in this world, and during that time, she's wandering aimlessly, just looking for something that contains enough energy to replenish the loss of her power.

I don't know when it started, or maybe it was the influence of the rules of this world, and the empress's Tao was getting weaker and weaker in this world.

She has no way to cultivate, the original things, now she can only rely on the young dragon itself, the path of the dragon clan to cultivate.

Probably the world has discovered her as an alien and is slowly assimilating her.

That's why it's affected by all this mess, but it doesn't matter.

The empress threw every drop of blood into the world, just to experience all kinds of life.

to perfect her own path and encounter such a magical world, just as she wished.

Isn't it just going the other way again? What's the big deal.

The empress was on his brother's old road, and she walked out of a new way, and it was not impossible to walk out of a new way.

It's just that in the previous world, there was no need for that at all, but now, you have to think about how to go on this dragon road?

The end of the path has not changed from the beginning, and the moment she gets this identity of the dragon clan, the end of the road has appeared in front of her eyes, that is, to become a real dragon.

It is not the so-called true dragon in this world, but in his original world, the true dragon in the ancient period, the legendary head of the Ten Fierce Immortals.

It just so happened that a long time ago, she had obtained the Ten Fierce Inheritance True Dragon Treasure Technique.

Although it is put in this world, it is not so compatible, but it is almost the same if it is modified and modified.

And more importantly, the dragons of this world seem to be better at manipulating water.

In the natural supernatural powers, the control of the power of water is almost instinctive.

As he thought about it, he walked forward, only to suddenly a huge fireball appeared above his head.

The young dragon raised its head, the wine gourd in his hand opened suddenly, and then spewed out a huge ball of water, which collided with the fireball, forming a huge cloud of water vapor.

It was just that the moment the water in the gourd touched those fireballs, it made the young dragon frown.

She disappeared again in an instant, and in the blink of an eye she hid on the roof next to her.

"What a strange fire?"

She turned her head to look at the comer, a man with two strange tentacles on top of his head.

That's hair, but it looks like a cockroach's tentacles.

"Kid, this is not a place where you can go wild at will, let's go back quickly."

Although the man had attacked the young dragon just now, he appeared in front of the young dragon as if he was fine, and said to the young dragon with a grin.

If he wants to get the young dragon out of here, after all, the place where he is now is the city he guards, and if he really wants to fight here, not to mention anything else, it is those damaged houses, which makes him extremely distressed.

That's all money.

"How strange is your fire?"

It looked like it was still burning there, without any spread, and without any flame meant to be extinguished.

The young dragon raised her hand, and a drop of water slowly condensed in her young palm.

Then he threw it straight into the burning flames.

When the droplets entered the flames, nothing changed.

Even the water droplets created by the young dragon with its own power could not stop the flame from burning, and it was not completely without any loss, and it was indeed evaporated a little.

It's just a little bit, maybe the young dragon condenses too little water, and the ratio of power consumed to the flames is about 10 to 1.

The young dragon used ten times as much water to evaporate a little of that flame.

It was terrifying, and in the young dragon's perception, that kind of flame was not the most intense fire.

In the body of the man who appeared in front of him, there was an even more blazing fire.