A wealthy house in the east of Longcheng City is brightly lit. At this moment, in the hall of the house, countless people in black robes were drinking and having fun wantonly, and several bewitching women in the hall were dancing to the music.

In the position of the master in the hall, a big man with a beard on his face was drinking the things in the cup, and the beautiful woman was on the side, so happy. However, his eyes flashed, and he knew that he was completely awake at this time, and he was not drunk.

That person was none other than Yuan Ximu, the helmsman of the Dragon City who injured Mo Feng and the Bloodthirsty Gate that day, and these black-robed weirdos were naturally the disciples of the Bloodthirsty Gate.

He put down the wine glass and tapped it with the jade chopstick, making a crisp sound, and the noise below gradually quieted down until it was silent, and everyone looked at Yuan Ximu with blank eyes and listened to him.

"You must be very strange, we only met once a while ago, why are we together again today?"

His eyes swept over all the disciples present, including the disciples in the rudder, the cave master, and the servants in the cave... Some of these people had surprises and ignorance written on their faces, some had a flash of understanding and horror in their eyes, and some were still drunk with the smell of alcohol.

Yuan Ximu stood up and threw the wine glass under the stage, so frightened that the beauty next to him lost her face.

"Don't you notice that there are no more people in the Vicious Dog Cave? Then let me tell you that the Vicious Dog Cave Master and even the entire cave have been completely wiped out!" As soon as these words came out, those who did not know gasped, and those who knew lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Yuan Ximu.

"We just want to put down roots in this place in Dragon City and mix up a bowl of blood. However, these self-proclaimed heroes in Longcheng will not let us live! Not only did they have our brothers slaughtered, but they also prepared to hold an alliance on the eighth day of the next month to unanimously deal with us. Now that our Dragon City rudder is at a critical juncture of life and death, what do you say we should do?!"

After a short silence, I don't know who shouted, "Kill them all!" The whole hall instantly boiled! The shouts and roars of the people were endless, and finally there was only one shout after another. "Kill them all, kill them all!"

Looking at the high-pitched appearance of the disciples, Yuan Ximu sat back satisfied, and the beauty obediently changed the wine glass and filled it for him again.

Yuan Ximu waved his hand and pressed everyone's voices, picked up the wine glass and said: "Okay! With everyone and me of one heart and one mind, who would dare to do anything to us? What about the entire Dragon City Martial Arts?

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Mo Feng stared closely at the entrance of the cave, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer. It turned out to be a dry corpse out of the hole, and the dry corpse's footsteps and movements were neat like a living person, holding an ink-colored long sword more than half a person high, and rushed towards the two.

Lang Fangyu unloaded the big sword, and with a bang, it collided with the dry corpse long sword, after all, it was Lang Fangyu who was strong and pushed the dry corpse to stagger. After the dry corpse stabilized its body, the long sword swept, and Lang Fangyu put the heavy sword upright, and took another sword. Both swords shook, and sparks sparkled.

After that, several dried corpses ran out of the cave, and the hammer and giant axe each held weapons and rushed towards Lang Fangyu.

Mo Feng was afraid that Lang Fangyu would have no time to take care of him, so he also swung his sword up, wanting to stop these dried corpses. The long sword flew up and down, and Mo Feng's figure fluttered like a fairy, in stark contrast to these ugly dry corpses with bulky weapons.

The dry corpse brandished a giant axe heavier than him and slashed over, Mo Feng slipped sideways, dodged its heavy blow, and then the long sword pointed diagonally, and the sword aura soared into the sky, it was his sword move to deal with Long Bukong that day, "Flying Peak Piercing the Clouds".

This stegosaurus can barely dodge, but unfortunately this dry corpse does not have such good martial arts, and the back of the spine was pierced by his sword, and the whole body immediately fell apart and fell to the ground. Mo Feng then threw his sword angrily, and the long sword spun rapidly, and the hammer-wielding corpse couldn't avoid it, and immediately fell to the ground.

At this time, Mo Feng had no sword in his hand, and saw two more dry corpses attacking. He picked up the giant axe on the ground and slashed left and right, knocking out the weapons of the two bodies, and then he cut his head to pieces.

Here, Lang Fangyu's giant sword smashed down, cutting off the long sword of the dried corpse with great force, and then swept with a sword, removing its head.

The two of them divided the corpses by two, and the cave returned to peace.

"Now... Which path should we choose?" After a series of fierce battles, Mo Feng, who was still panting, asked Lang Fangyu.

"As long as you don't choose the hole with the dried corpses. ”

The two of them finally chose to enter the middle hole, and followed the passage narrow enough to accommodate only one person, and they walked cautiously through the hole, one after the other. A few frightened vampire bats will fly out of the darkness at any moment above – and the devil knows how these things survived. Mo Feng and Lang Fangyu laboriously used weapons and torches to drive away these cruel and terrible little things.

The passage became smaller and smaller, and the path under the feet of the two became narrower and narrower, and the front was still dark and chaotic. I don't know how long I walked, just when Mo Feng felt that he might have chosen the wrong path, suddenly his feet were empty, and he and Lang Fangyu fell to the flat ground below together under the imbalance of their bodies.

This fall was really bad, but the body was soft to the ground, and it seemed that a thick layer of straw was laid underneath, and the two of them were not injured.

They stood up and looked around, and found that all around them was a huge and intact keel, except for the unattainable mountain walls. This is not a dragon in the traditional sense, but an alien Western dragon after the disaster.

When this creature arrived, it had become one of the most terrifying creatures in the world. Mo Feng remembered that there was a real way to deal with them in the Demon Hunter Handbook, but there was no real way to deal with them. The belly of the dragon's skeleton was embedded with a round red orb, which actually emitted a faint glimmer.

However, with the arrival of Mo Feng and them, the red bead became brighter and brighter, and the light gradually released outward. Soon, the entire darkroom was illuminated with extraordinary light.

However, Mo Feng had already seen that this skeleton was very strange at this time, and he hurriedly reminded Lang Fangyu to be careful. The two of them quickly stepped back, distancing themselves from the keel.

Squeak, squeak... The keel gradually moved, its withered feet stood firm on the ground, supporting its entire body, its bone wings struggling to open and stretch, it even opened its huge mouth that could swallow a cow and roared, and a fishy wind blew fiercely towards Mo Feng and Lang Fangyu.

Mo Feng had never even seen a living dragon, let alone such an evil dragon that had been cut down to only a skeleton.

The bone dragon was extremely angry at Mo Feng's presumptuous visit, and the big wing on the left swept towards them!