Only then did everyone see the full picture of the monster: the body was round, three feet long, the whole body was covered with thick armor of green, green, red and red, and the tail was pointed and long, waving vigorously behind him.

Its head is particularly huge, with two small horns like an antelope on the top, each line on its head is as thick as a child's arm, hanging down on both sides, green eyes are as big as lanterns, nostrils are flat and raised, the mouth is closed, and the mouth is full of short whiskers like pins.

The demon dragon reversed its previous ferocity, sitting on the stone steps like a sculpture, as quiet as a mountain, but the dark dragon head looked back and forth, but did not look down, as if he regarded everyone as nothing.

The demon dragon is on top, occupying a favorable position, and staying on the defensive, without a trace of flaws. Everyone was below, and no one dared to take the lead, and even the most irritable person was not angry at this time. The two sides confronted each other for more than a dozen breaths.

Seeing that everyone had no intention of attacking, the demon dragon shook the dragon's beard boringly, spewed out a turbid breath from the tip of his nose, raised his head and yawned.

"Roar~~~"

The dragon's chant is deep and long. Suddenly, a rumbling echo shook through the lake cave.

"Be careful, everyone, there's something wrong. Mo Xiaolou reminded.

"Daddy, look, the lake!" Before the concubine's words fell, everyone felt the ground begin to tremble slightly.

Wave after wave came from the center of the lake in the distance, and the originally calm lake first rippled, and then with the rhythm of the ground, gradually, the ripples turned into waves, and the waves were layered into a monstrous wave.

With a terrifying roar, the huge waves swept towards the island in the middle of the lake, engulfing most of the buildings in the middle of the lake in an instant.

The waves receded, but the water continued to rise along the steps, and in a moment it was no longer above everyone's knees.

Mo Xiaolou and Fan Qinghui exchanged a vague look and looked at each other.

This demon dragon deliberately condescended to force them into their position, waiting for the lake to drown them.

Everyone knows that they must no longer confront him, and since they have no choice but to fight quickly!

Mo Xiaolou and Fan Qinghui attacked at the same time, Mo Xiaolou was holding a dream cutting knife, stepping on a mysterious step, rushing up at great speed, Fan Qinghui was holding a sword, maintaining the same speed as Mo Xiaolou, but taking a defensive position.

The sword is good at attacking, and the sword is good at protection.

The two just looked at each other, and they understood each other's deep meaning, and adopted this strategy of complementing each other's swords.

Mo Xiaolou attacked, and Fanqing guarded.

Seeing the seamless cooperation between the two, the green glow in the magic dragon's eyes was flourishing, as if he was in high spirits, the green hair was windless and automatic, and the big tail behind him began to swing "Huohuo", sweeping the stone steps rustling, and it was very powerful.

Within ten steps of approaching the Demon Dragon, Mo Xiaolou suddenly made a move, as fast as thunder, and the Dream Cutting Knife turned into a black lightning, completely ignoring the Demon Dragon's claws that were about to get closer, and directly hit the Demon Dragon's eyes.

The claws that were on the side were naturally blocked by Fan Qinghui's sword, but the knife slashed the demon dragon.

Only a person with a firm mind like Mo Xiaolou can have such amazing courage to dare to hand over his safety to Fan Qinghui, the previous enemy, and do his best to strike a fatal blow!

It's a pity that the magic dragon also reacts extremely quickly, and closes its eyes directly when it is about to be hit.

"Ding!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, Mo Xiaolou suddenly felt bad, and was about to retreat, but saw that Fan Qinghui's sword was entangled by the demon dragon with skillful force, and he couldn't get out.

He let out a long roar again, and instead of retreating, he advanced, attacking the armpit of the demon dragon.

The demon dragon was in pain, and its claws immediately retracted, and it retreated sharply. Fan Qinghui got out at this time, and the long sword was already full of holes.

"This demon dragon has a poison on its claws, and it can corrupt gold and iron. ”

After the demon dragon retreated, the green eyes stared at Mo Xiaolou's right hand.

At this time, Bu Yi and Shi Fei Xuan also caught up, and Shi Fei Xuan said loudly: "The demon dragon seems to be very afraid of Daddy's knife. ”

Mo Xiaolou's expression was greatly lifted, and he gestured to Fan Qinghui again, and then snorted, the knife momentum strengthened, and together with Fan Qinghui, he attacked the demon dragon again.

When he was in mid-air, Mo Xiaolou had an idea, and the knife that was about to continue to attack the eye of the demon dragon slashed downward, cutting seven inches below the neck of the demon dragon.

The demon dragon screamed, shook its big head, and its green hair turned into a whirlwind and rose into the air like a whirlwind, whipping towards the Dream Cutter.

Fan Qinghui snorted lightly, and instantly drew out eighty-eight sixty-four swords, wanting to twist off this full head of green hair.

But the huge force from the intersection of the swords made her snort, the tiger's mouth cracked, the sword in her hand was taken off, and she was thrown to the height of the stone steps of more than ten zhang, and with a bang, she fell on the stone steps and rolled down a few steps.

"Not good!" Fan Qinghui said in shock.

She has all her kung fu on the sword, and if she doesn't have the sword, she will play at most seventy percent of her ten.

Fortunately, at this time, Mo Xiaolou's knife had also been slashed at the seven inches of the demon dragon.

"Zi!" The sharp edge finally cut through the scales on the outside of the demon dragon, and with a pop, green blood splattered, overwhelmingly spilling on Mo Xiaolou and Fan Qinghui.

"Daddy!"

"Lord!"

The concubine exclaimed at the same time, and even threw the Zen staff in her hand, wanting to use her skill to push Fan Qinghui to a safe position.

This dragon's blood can corrode gold and iron, if it is sprayed on people......

Mo Xiaolou shouted angrily, tore off his coat, and threw it forward, blocking the way of the poisonous blood.

Fan Qinghui was also ready to do the same, but suddenly thought of something and hesitated slightly.

This hesitation is simply deadly, because the poisonous blood is near, and it is too late to learn from Mo Xiaolou again.

Mo Xiaolou, who was in mid-air, had to move to Fan Qinghui's side again, raised his left hand, and was about to push her away, not wanting to throw out the Zen staff that he didn't want to throw out at this time, and it happened to hit Mo Xiaolou's left hand, so that the direction of his strength was deflected.

"What are you doing!" Fan Qinghui said angrily.

Poisonous blood is already close at hand, and there is no way to avoid it.

With no other choice, Mo Xiaolou could only take advantage of the situation to hug Fan Qinghui tightly and block the poisonous blood of the demon dragon with his back.

He didn't want Fan Qinghui to know his special physique that was not afraid of toxins, but who knew that this woman didn't even want her life for the sake of Yuxi......

"Ahh The dragon's blood wasn't a toxin, but another corrosive liquid.

This change caught Mo Xiaolou off guard, and the expression on his face was distorted by the extreme pain.

Fan Qinghui came back to her senses, and hurriedly pulled Mo Xiaolou up and floated back, and the two fell into the waist-high lake water, and met with the concubine again.

Seeing that everyone was no longer attacking, the demon dragon twisted its huge body, found a comfortable stone staircase and squatted down, shook its beard, and raised its head and let out a long hiss.

"Boom~"

The mountain shook for a while, and the cliffs around the cave began to leak, and the magma that had been flowing along the cliff like a fire snake suddenly gushed out, like a waterfall, and was cast along the perimeter of the island in the middle of the lake towards the center.

Mo Xiaolou lay on Fan Qinghui's body in pain, yellow smoke continued to rise behind him, and in some places he could even see the white bones under the skin.

"Daddy!"

The concubine had tears in her eyes and was about to pounce.

"Don't touch me!" Mo Xiaolou shouted wildly and stopped her.

Fan Qinghui quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Mo Xiaolou's mouth.

Bu was disgusted and said in disbelief: "Lord Zhai, this is the only remaining big pill!"

"Shut up. Fan Qinghui shouted angrily, with an unprecedented complex light in his eyes, and his tone was even more incomprehensible:

"Why save me?"

Her voice was still cold, but her slightly trembling hands revealed that she was not at peace inside.

"Hiss"

Mo Xiaolou let out a painful sigh, and the medicinal power of the Great Returning Pill combined with the self-healing ability of the demon seed finally reduced the speed of dragon blood corrosion. He grinned, shook his head, and said:

"It was a fucking accident. ”