Celtic then asked: "Mr. Jailer, do you have a plan now?"
"Look... again!"
Wuming hesitated for a moment, then answered.
He gritted his teeth and continued to strengthen the Golden Crow Armor, then walked forward step by step. Celt smiled faintly, and then every dragon scale emitted a faint dark green light, and also followed Wuming's footsteps.
When they reached the end of the passage, a terrifying aura suddenly hit them.
boom!
Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the Golden Crow Armor on Wuming's body.
However, these cracks were quickly repaired with the endless supply of light element energy, and this cycle continued.
Celt, who came over with him, was also hit. It was not easy to resist the impact of facing two masters head-on. He had to take a step back, with his huge tail pressed against the wall behind him, before he could stand firm.
They squinted their eyes and looked forward. The iron box and the secret door dragon moved incredibly fast. In their eyes, it was like two balls of black matter were colliding wildly. The aftermath alone emitted strong radiation and black lightning.
Wuming looked down at the ground. Only a little powder was left of the Eye of True Vision, and the shattered greatsword next to it was no longer in shape.
He activated the camera in his mutated eye and looked at Iron Box and Secret Door Dragon. Their movements had been played frame by frame. Iron Box was clearly at a disadvantage, with many damages on the edge of its armor, while Secret Door Dragon was completely unscathed.
"Can you tell? Is Iron Box crazy or not?" He asked loudly, covering his mouth with his hands.
A black lightning bolt escaped from the battle site and hit the back of his hand that was covering his mouth. Suddenly, a piece of feathers of the Golden Crow Armor exploded, but quickly recovered with the replenishment of light element energy.
Celtic narrowed his eyes and said, "It's hard to tell."
At this time, the iron box and the secret door dragon were fighting fiercely, and no one could tell what state they were in. He judged that the secret door dragon had gone crazy because the secret door dragon's scales were abnormal.
But the iron box itself was severely polluted by the Evil God's Abyss, and was polluted again in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower. Except for the iron box itself, no one could tell whether he was crazy or not.
"Then let's take a gamble and deal with the secret door dragon first. If the iron box also goes completely crazy, then we can deal with the iron box." Wuming said directly.
Celt was just about to complain about Wuming's ability, but the next moment he saw some indescribable aura emanating from Wuming's eyes.
Gu Xing's eye-cutting and freezing light technique!
In an instant, the secret door dragon split into two, and its body split into two halves.
A large amount of black blood spurted out from one side, and the iron box was hit first and was covered in black blood.
“Ahhh!!!”
Half of the Dark Door Dragon's body was struggling frantically, and its flesh and blood were wriggling like plasticine, as if it was about to give birth to the other half.
However, at this time Wuming used the ancient cutting eye freezing light technique on the Dark Door Dragon again, and the Dark Door Dragon, which originally had only half of its body left, was cut in half again.
Then Wuming took out a bunch of vitality bombs, and Titan's hands appeared out of thin air, quickly throwing vitality bombs at the secret door dragon.
If it comes to a competition of pure strength, Wuming is undoubtedly no match for Anmenlong.