Chapter 108: Drunken Flower Yin

In an instant, it was the moon and the sky, the infinite ice, and the emptiness.

I saw that the Moissanite stone axe was like a thunderbolt with a horn, and it opened up a thousand blades.

In the blink of an eye, a deep axe mark appeared on the bodies of several black-headed heavenly dragons that pounced. But they didn't seem to know, and still opened their mouths and bit Gongliang with their fierce poisonous hooks.

At this moment, a pool of blood suddenly appeared from the deep axe marks, and several black dragons instantly divided into several sections and fell to the ground.

But some still opened their big mouths and stubbornly bit at Gongliang.

It turned out that they had been split into two pieces by the Moissanite axe before, but the speed was too fast, and they hadn't reflected it yet.

Gongliang understood that he had to deal with the few black-headed dragons in front of him as soon as possible, so he used his true qi and acted with infinite strength to catch the black-headed dragons off guard. Now it seems that it worked well.

The blue-headed Tianlong at the entrance of the cave saw it, roared and roared, and pounced on Gongliang.

"Shhhhh

Before it could get close to Gongliang, it opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of venom.

Mi Gu hurriedly raised the small gourd to collect the venom.

But the blue-headed Tianlong sprayed head-on, how could it be harvested.

Gongliang reacted quickly, flew away, and the venom fell to the ground, corroding into pits and wisps of white smoke, which looked a little more powerful than Migu's poisonous saliva.

Suddenly, the blue-headed Tianlong spewed out another mouthful of purple and blue poisonous mist, and the mist was misty, filling the valley and swirling in the sky.

Mi Gu waved the hundred poison flags to collect the purple and blue poisonous mist, but the poisonous mist was a bit too much, and the hundred poison flags couldn't be collected for a while. She is so smart, the little head melon thought about it, and grabbed the hundred poisonous flags with one hand and the small gourd with the other. With the coordination of the Hundred Poison Banners and the Little Gourd, a large amount of mist spewed out by the Qingtou Heavenly Dragon slowly dissipated.

At the same time as the poisonous mist was spewed, the blue-headed heavenly dragon flew forward, approaching Gongliang.

The poisonous fog is heavy, and you can't see your fingers.

Gongliang held his breath tightly, while guarding against inhaling the poisonous mist, and on the other hand, he was alert to the attack of the Qingtou Heavenly Dragon.

Suddenly, the poisonous mist on the left shook, and Gongliang slashed away with an axe, but there was nothing.

Even so, he still didn't dare to be careless, and he was still cautiously guarded.

The blue-headed dragon is a mid-level demon beast, and it must not be sloppy.

"Hmm..."

The wind on the right moved, and the blue-headed dragon appeared and disappeared in the poisonous mist, doing all kinds of actions to try. Gongliang didn't pay attention to it, just pretended not to know, and continued to move forward, but he injected his true qi into the Moissanite stone axe with all his might, so that the Moissanite stone axe was a little hot.

"Roar"

The blue-headed heavenly dragon suddenly pounced out of the poisonous mist behind Gongliang, and the two pairs of poisonous hooks in his mouth kept biting, and the purple and blue venom spewed out by the venom gland stained the side of his mouth with great horror, and the sharp thousand feet like a sickle emitted a hideous and terrifying yin and cold light.

Gongliang had already prepared, and when it pounced, he stepped on the ground, spun around, and swung out the Moissanite stone axe.

A round of axe light appeared, like the water of the heavenly river, flowing for nine days, and it was just like a shocking catastrophe, and the thunder fell from the sky.

"Boom..."

The Moissanite stone axe and the blue-headed heavenly dragon intersected, colliding with a heaven-shattering sound.

The green-headed dragon's body flipped backwards, but quickly crawled away. Gongliang was shocked and flew back, hidden in the poisonous fog.

Stepping back to the side, Gongliang moved his wrist. It is worthy of being a middle-level demon beast, and its strength is amazing, and it actually shocked his hands numb. But that's it, I haven't used my full strength yet.

"Hiss"

The blue-headed dragon once again spewed out a large mouthful of poisonous mist, covering the valley and obscuring all vision.

Mi Gu frowned when he saw it above, this insect is really not well-behaved, it always spits out fog, and it can't be harvested.

The chicks flying high in the sky find the situation below, fly down, hovering over the valley, ready to help Gongliang.

After spraying the poisonous mist, he glanced at the little bean ding who kept collecting the poisonous mist on it, and the blue-headed Tianlong plunged into the poisonous mist.

The fog seems to be getting thicker.

The purple-blue mist that filled the mountains and valleys, so deep, so thick, like a flowing slurry, surging and rolling, wanted to engulf everything in the mountains.

In the distance, a mountain wind blew, surrounded in the valley, and the purple-blue mist began to shake, sometimes like curling green smoke swaying, sometimes like the waves of the sea rolling, sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, sometimes scattered, sometimes converged, wonderful.

Gongliang remembered that Li Qingzhao had a song "Drunken Flower Yin" that wrote:

The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the brain is golden. The festive season is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrating.

After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

When I used to read this poem, I was probably too young to feel anything. Now that I think about it, there is another taste, and it is really ecstatic.

But is this the time to think about this? I am fighting the boss, how can I think of desertion. At that moment, he hurriedly became vigilant, but at this moment, the blue-headed Tianlong had already followed the smell, hiding in the poisonous mist next to him, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The intruding wind was still swirling in the valley, and one after another, causing the purple-blue mist to push the purple-blue mist, moving for a moment, stagnation, condensing, and dispersing.

At the moment when the purple and blue mist was blown away by the mountain wind, Gongliang happened to see a figure hidden in the poisonous mist out of the corner of his eye.

The public conscience sank, and immediately swung the Moissanite stone axe.

"Boom Boom"

"Hiss"

The two fought a few times, but no one was pleased.

The blue-headed dragon spat out a mouthful of poisonous mist again, hiding in the mist, wanting to repeat the old trick.

Mi Gu in the sky saw it, and quickly waved the hundred poisonous flags, and asked the little gourd to speed up to absorb the poisonous mist.

With her efforts, the thick poisonous mist spewed out by the blue-headed Tianlong slowly thinned and faded.

Through the light mist, Gongliang found that the blue-headed dragon was actually in front of him, and he was startled in his heart, but instead of dodging, he flew up and jumped up, summoning the cave sky. In an instant, a deep cave appeared behind his head, like a mighty bright moon, reflecting the void.

Streams of true qi continued to enter the body from the cave sky, and then were injected into the Moissanite stone axe by Gongliang.

With the injection of true qi, the Moissanite stone axe slowly became hot and hot, emitting a fiery red light.

Seeing that he was almost ready, Gongliang suddenly shouted "Haah" and swung out the Moissanite stone axe. A blazing white light suddenly erupted from the Moissanite stone axe and slashed towards the blue-headed heavenly dragon below.

The speed is as fast as thunder and lightning, like chasing the wind and the moon.

In an instant, it was in front of you.

The blue-headed Tianlong wanted to dodge and escape from the awe-inspiring aura shot by the Moissanite stone axe, but it was too late, the blazing white light had already flown over it and slashed to the ground.

"Boom"

The ground, which had been climbed hard by the thousand-legged heavenly dragons of the past dynasties, was immediately split into a deep ditch about 100 meters long and several meters wide.

It's just that the blue-headed Tianlong doesn't seem to have changed much.

At this time, the gradually weak mountain wind blew lightly on its body, and the blue-headed Tianlong slowly turned into a pile of dust, scattered everywhere, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

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