Before the golden dragon's bloodline could be fully released, the huge ice spear condensed into a cold prison.

Yuqing released the true meaning of water, exuding a holy aura all over her body, and the whole person looked like a queen who controlled the ice and snow.

The area shrouded in ice spears was silent and clear.

Not even the light could be heard, and the pressure was suffocating.

The golden dragon writhed in one last struggle.

The chill that came from all around seeped into the skin and froze the flowing blood.

The golden dragon could not maintain its dragon-like posture, and prostrate on the ground, returning to its human form.

Yuqing's small hand moved, and the whip gradually shortened.

She wrapped herself casually around her waist and exhaled softly.

"I've won!"

Yuqing raised her head and walked back to the team, a sweet smile on her little face.

Ruan Ruan touched Yuqing's little head and rubbed it lovingly.

The young man of the Golden Dragon Clan got up from the ground, his teeth clenched, and he didn't say a word.

Lost the first battle to a little girl, Neokusa's face was so gloomy that she could wring out water.

Orlancido was ecstatic, and he held back his laughter with great difficulty.

"Well, the tide of battle is changing rapidly, and you should never underestimate any opponent. ”

Orlanchedo ostensibly reminds his own players, but in fact there is a sense of sarcasm.

Neokusa snorted coldly: "It's only the first game, I'll see how long you can be happy." ”

The opponent won the game by strength, and even if Niocusa was unhappy, it was not easy to attack.

A muscular man walked out, anger in his eyes.

"Grosas asked to go to war, and the chief agreed. ”

The corners of Neokusa's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Don't embarrass me, they can't get up if you have to beat them." ”

Grosas moved his neck, his hands clenched hard, and his bones clicked.

"Don't worry, I'll teach them a lesson, the Golden Dragon Clan will win. ”

He strode forward, leaving deep footprints on the ground with each step.

Zhu Zixin was high-spirited and shouted excitedly: "I'll meet this guy, it's not good to see his arrogant appearance." ”

He held the Blood Cloud Cold Spear, and flew out with a little foot.

"This is the elite of the Golden Dragon Clan, and even Savadika is no match for him. It's a little difficult to win him. Orlanchido shook his head slightly, revealing a worried look.

Ruan Ruan grabbed Zhu Zixin's arm and said with a smile: "Don't worry, since the Golden Dragon Clan wants to take back a city, we just won't let them get their wish." Let Xiao Si play in this game and let them know who is the strongest brave man in the dragon clan. ”

Mossos was silent and walked out of the group.

Grosas raised his right hand and hooked his fingers disdainfully.

It's a stranger to Fang Yan, and although it's also a dragon, it seems that it hasn't fully entered adulthood.

At the first moment, Grosas released his dragon-like stance.

His huge body was dozens of zhang long, and the golden dragon scales were the size of a wheel, densely covering his body. Two lantern-like dragon's eyes, blooming with an icy light.

With a wave of the dragon's claws, it fell heavily.

Mauseos took a deep breath and took on dragon form.

His body was obviously smaller than the other party, but there was a layer of clouds and mist lingering on the golden dragon scales, which made him even more imposing.

Maures also struck out with a claw, and a strong air flow suddenly generated in the space.

The two huge claws collided together like a thunderclap.

Boom.

The two golden dragons took a step back, and they met for the first time.

Grosas was a little surprised that the other party's power was not below him.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a golden flame, scorching and blazing, as if even metal could melt.

The Golden Dragon Clan is good at absorbing the essence of the sun, and the flame that spews out is the true fire of the sun.

Moxos was similar in shape, but he didn't have the talent for it, so he could only flap his wings and fly his body in the air.

Everywhere the golden flames went, the hard surface of the ground turned black.

A tabletop-sized stone exploded a crack under the scorching flames.

Maures was in the air, his claws clawing down.

After he was promoted, there was an indescribable energy in his body, and the dragon claws waved, with a hint of destruction.

The head of the Grosus dragon was high, and another golden flame erupted.

His claws swept out horizontally, exactly in the direction of the opponent's dodge.

Moxos was also very jealous of this flame, and he could feel the temperature at which everything was burned.

Rise.

Maures also opened his mouth and let out a puff of black mist.

The golden flames were shrouded in darkness, and the mist filled the air, and the dazzling light dimmed.

The black mist seemed to isolate a special space, preventing the golden flames from fully combustion.

Moxos' claws fell, and he slammed into Grosas's back.

The golden dragon scales fluctuated for a while, and this attack seemed to be absorbed, leaving only a shallow trace.

Adult dragons are not only powerful in attack, but also extremely strong in their body defenses.

Compared to the Terran monks, the innate bloodline is one level higher.

Zhu Zixin's Blood Cloud Cold Spear has taught Moxos's amazing defensive power, and in the dragon-like posture, the body of the dragon clan is an impregnable mobile fortress.

Mothos's claws slid across Grosus's scales, a shrill grinding sound.

Dragon claws and scales are the spears and shields of the dragons.

It represents the attack and defense of adult dragons, especially in hand-to-hand combat.

Mauseos' claws were like lightning, and he slapped on Grossas's back continuously.

Grosas curled up, two dragon horns several feet long, and stabbed them upwards into Maures's abdomen.

The tip of the dragon's horn is sharp, like two daggers, straight into the point.

With a flick of the dragon's tail, Mothos's body reversed, and where the dragon's head swung, it met the horns of the dragon of Grossus.

Rumble.

The two dragons were like two bulls against each other.

There was a sharp pain in the top of Grosas's head, and his massive body twisted, and the dragon's tail whipped at him.

Unflinching, Maousos also used his claws to clasp Grosas's body.

Two dragons rolled on the ground, dust and smoke billowing everywhere they went.

Boulders crushed under their bodies, and the ground trembled slightly.

Grosas opened his mouth and grabbed one of Moxos' dragon scales, and with a hard pull, he tore off a large chunk of flesh.

Hot dragon blood oozed and dripped onto the black rocks, emitting a puff of white smoke.

With a snap of the dragon's claws, Moxos landed on Grosas's dragon head with a dull loud thud.

Grosas slammed his head into the ground, smashing out a pit several feet in circumference.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a dragon scale flew out and fell into the pile of rocks, stained with blood.

Mathos pounced, his claws continuing to flap in turn.

Each blow was slammed into Grosas's dragon head, completely oblivious to his own injuries.

Grosas's head was concussive, and his vision was blurred.

He was hit several times in the head, and there was a feeling of dizziness.

The claws of Maures weighed more than 10,000 catties.

The black qi in his body appeared, as if it had ignited the blood in his body.

Grothas desperately propped up the dragon's body, and with a press of his claws on the ground, the dragon's head slammed into Moxos's abdomen, and the sharp dragon horns seemed to sink into the opponent's body.

Maures pressed his claws against the horns of the dragon of Groshas, hung upside down in the air, and slammed the dragon head with his head.

Two huge dragon heads, blood flowing from their mouths and noses.

Half of Gross's body sank to the ground, and several pieces of the golden dragon scales fell off.

No, it's too passive.

Grossas endured the pain, and the vision before him was blurry.

He vibrated his wings behind him and soared into the sky.

Adult dragons can fly for short periods of time and require a lot of energy, but Grosas doesn't have time to do that at this time.

Only by giving full play to their own advantages can they turn the current situation around.

The other party has not entered adulthood, and as long as he seizes a favorable position in the air, he can be invincible.

In the air, Grosas could spray the golden sun fire, while Moxos could only fall into the situation of being beaten.

As soon as Grossus's body floated, Mossos discovered his intentions.

Never give the other party a chance to breathe.

Mauseos' body writhed, like a vine tightly encircled Grosas's body.

His claws sank into the gaps in the other's dragon scales, and the dragon's mouth opened and bit into Grosus's neck.

Grosas spread his wings and flew with Mausers, crashing into a massive rock.

Tong.

The rock was torn apart, and countless tiny stone chips were splashed.

Moxos snapped, and the part where it lost its dragon scales hit the sharp edge of the rock, a wound the size of a bucket.

The wriggling flesh and blood revealed the meridians, and the white keel was faintly visible.

Maures twitched, and the pain came over him like a tidal wave.

I want to enter the pool of blood and return to the arms of the dragons.

I can't go down, my partner is still expecting my performance.

A resolute look flashed in Moxos' eyes, and an unwilling roar erupted in his heart.

Opportunities need to be earned on your own.

I want to prove that I am not inferior to any dragon, and that I have true dragon blood flowing through me.

Mossos hugged Grosus's body tightly, and his tail swept like an iron anchor on a giant ship, hooking the black rock.

Come on and see who can make it to the end.

Mathos's claws tightened his grip on Grosus's scales, and he flicked it with the power of his tail.

The two dragons tangled together and crashed into the black pile of rocks.

This is a contest of wills, and whoever collapses first loses the qualification for the competition.

Grosas's body shook violently, and he frantically tore at the scales of Moxos, blood spilling out from the corners of his mouth.

A black mist erupted from Moxos's body.

His dragon scales were covered with clouds and mist, and they were as bright as the morning sun under the soaking of blood.

The blood clouds carved magnificent patterns on the dragon scales are shocking.

Moxos's body was infused with inexplicable power.

He has a pair of dragon eyes with an indelible light.

Only by sinking in pain can we rise in a desperate situation.

That's it, let the battle come harder.