Chapter 242: Lizard
Whew—
The little lizard's intestines rotted through its stomach and let out a wail.
Lin Jing took the opportunity to crawl out and wiped the blood from her face.
The smell of blood instantly wafted around.
"Run!" Nangong Ling Xie saw that Lin Jing was fine, so he hurriedly ran over, pulled Lin Jing up and was about to run.
Lin Jing took a deep breath, pulled Lin Ping up by the way, and swept towards the rear.
Bang –
A loud noise came from behind Lin Jing and the others.
Shangguan Yunqi and Shangguan Wanyu were swept by the tail of the large lizard at the same time, and their bodies smashed towards the rock on one side, and the tail of the lizard followed closely behind the two and smashed heavily on the rock.
Shangguan Yunqi pulled Shangguan Wanyu, dodged the heavy blow of the lizard's tail, and swept into the distance.
Lin Jing and the others hurriedly flew away, dodging the attack of the other lizard from a distance.
Nangong Yu held the long sword in his hand, and one end of the long sword had already disappeared into the eyes of a giant lizard, and this lizard was extremely huge, even bigger than the one that Nangong Ling Nan had stabbed to death before.
Murong Kuilang's Celestial Silk Net couldn't trap the lizard, so he had to take out the long sword on his waist and slash towards the lizard's belly.
The lizard was blind in one eye, extremely angry, and felt Murong Kuilang's movements, turned his body, and swept towards Murong Kuilang with his thick tail.
The sand and gravel on the ground were all swept up, and the rubble mixed with endless internal force swept towards Murong Kuilang.
"Boom-"
There was a loud bang, and the surrounding boulders were shattered.
Murong Kuilang held a golden long sword in his hand, and a golden dragon was coiled on the hilt of the long sword, and the sword body exuded a golden dazzling light, enveloping Murong Kuilang's whole body.
Among the scattered rocks, mixed with the minced flesh of the lizard dragon, the fishy smell instantly filled the world.
Lin Jing and the others were almost fainted by the fishy smell.
"What's going on?" Suddenly, an old voice came out from under the ground, and an old man covered in gray rocks, holding a gray dragon-headed cane, stood up.
The old man was wearing a gray robe, with a long string of thorns on his back, the same as the back of a lizard, and his head turned out to be the head of a lizard, except for the bulge on his back, and his hands were as withered as a centenarian, which was very strange.
"You-you-" Lin Ping was so shocked that his jaw dropped, is this another variant of the lizard dragon? Well, what the little fox said, these monsters are all mutants!
The old man turned his head and looked around, but he did not find the little thing he was looking for, so he asked no more, and disappeared in place with a swish, leaning on his crutches.
Not long ago, not far away, there was a roaring and earth-shattering sound of fighting.
Several people were stunned and hurriedly ran towards the source of the sound.
Nangong Ling Xie glanced at the things on the table that had not yet moved, waved his hand, and put those things into the storage ring, but he didn't know that a palm-sized little lizard secretly got into a cage of buns, and when he found it, Nangong Ling Xie sadly found that in the storage ring, all the food he stored was eaten by the little lizard, and his precious purple spars were also swallowed into the stomach by the little lizard.
A few people ran to the source of the sound, and saw the old man of the lizard dragon, holding a dragon's head cane, fighting Nangong Lingxiao and Murong Feihu.
"Shameless, look at me!" Nangong Ling Xie jumped to his feet, pulled out the Purple Cloud Sword that had just returned to his hand, and slashed towards the old man's dragon head crutch.
Bang –
The old man was concentrating on fighting against the other two, but he didn't want the Ziyun Sword attacking from behind, the evil qi was too heavy, and he cut off the dragon head on his dragon head crutch alive.
"Stinky boy, look for death—" The old man was furious, his body became extremely large, and a mountain-like lizard dragon appeared in front of everyone.
"Emma, what the hell!" The little fox shrank his head, like a turtle, and hid in Nangong Lingxiao's arms.
"Hehe, come again, don't you bother!" Nangong Ling Xie flattened his mouth, this is special, do you tease them, this one, all of them have become mountains, how to cut them.
"Get out of the way!" the little fox exclaimed, subconsciously stretching out his little paw to pull the boy next to him.
Nangong Lingxie only felt a sharp pain in his back: "I'll go, come back to this trick!" At that moment, the young man was angry, brandished the purple cloud sword in his hand, and pointed his toes on the ground, and a harrier turned over and jumped directly onto the old man's shoulder.
At this moment, the Purple Cloud Sword seemed to be red-eyed, and took the young man to fly above the old man's head.
The purple sword qi move carried a special move, and in a moment, the old man's face was slashed to pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
"Now, look at you!" Nangong Ling Xie slashed his breath and retreated, thinking that he had killed the old man, but he didn't want to, and before he could fly away, the old man's voice sounded in mid-air.
"Hehe, let's die!" I saw that the spine behind the old man, like ten thousand poisonous arrows, shot towards everyone in black pressure.
Nangong Lingxiao's eyes flashed cold, a beam of light came out of his palm, and the overwhelming light caught all the arrow rain, and in an instant, I saw the wind roll up, and the arrow rain converged into a black hurricane, stabbing towards one of the old man's eyes.
"Poof—"
Ten thousand arrows pierced the old man's eyes, pierced the old man's head, and the black hurricane dissipated into the air.
Quiet, silent!
Boom –
Whoop -
Knock –
The old man like a mountain, the gray skin on his body collapsed, the fragments turned into powder, and turned into a pile of ashes, only the old man's head remained outside, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
"I—lost—" The old man opened his other eye. muttered in his mouth: "It's not mine, it's not mine after all!" After that, he spat out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes, and died!
The ashes gradually dissipated, and the old man's body also dispersed with the gray mist, and on the ground, there was only the crutch with the dragon's head broken.
Murong Feihu looked at the crutch, stepped forward, and the dragon scale fan in his hand moved in disgust, and in the end, he still muttered: "Hey, half a keel, it's okay!"
Murong Feihu's palm turned slightly, and the crutch disappeared in place.
Murong Kuilang put away the Yellow Dragon Sword, walked to Murong Feihu's side, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Tai, why don't you use the Thousand Buddha Beads?"
Murong Feihu glanced at Nangong Lingxiao in the distance lightly and said, "It's not time yet!" After that, he flicked the dust off the bullet jacket and walked towards the north.
Murong Kuilang glanced at the Blue Dragon Sword in his hand, but he didn't expect that this Blue Dragon Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, it was really thrilling, if it weren't for this, today, he would definitely be buried here.
At this moment, in the phoenix ring, the returning mahogany sword shuttled through the space, and she did not come back for a few days, she was surprised by the big ones in the space, she jumped on the cold ice mountain curiously, and the face of the ice king was fiery red.
"Little thing, don't always poke me, get out of the way!" the Ice King blushed and angrily slammed into the wall in the iceberg
The mahogany sword jumped away and went to cut the Blood Lotus King again.
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