The bat-winged dragon is dead.
The giant dragon lord's pupils shrank slightly, and the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier. In the roar, the sky-shattering roared, and Mo Ming flew out directly to the bang, as if a meteorite was wrapped by the thunder, smashing the earth heavily, and thousands of raging thunder lights spread out wildly.
Turning his head, his eyes locked on Qin Yu, and the violent killing intent instantly made the surrounding world freeze - this junior human is really weird and can't stay any longer.
"Humph! Your opponent now is me!" In the cold drink, the thunder spear roared, the dragon lord frowned, and he roared again.
However, what came out of his mouth at this moment was actually the pure dragon roar, and the rules of heaven and earth changed rapidly in the sound, like a ball of steel wire that was cut wildly.
The thunder spear shattered, but the next moment it was reunited in Mo Ming's hands, and the foot fell heavily into the sky, killing the dragon lord again.
Qin Yu looked up and said solemnly, "I need some time."
After the words fell, his figure moved and landed directly beside the corpse of the bat-winged dragon.
Sitting cross-legged, Qin Yu raised his hand and pointed it on the bat-winged dragon's eyebrows. After a few breaths, a shrill and resentful dragon roar sounded.
Then, in the surrounding air, gray fragments appeared, pulled by invisible forces, and fused together in mid-air, condensing the soul of the bat-winged dragon that had not yet been annihilated. It obviously retained a certain consciousness, struggling frantically to try. Rush to Qin Yu.
Turning a blind eye to this scene, Qin Yu raised his hand and shook it forward. The dragon soul screamed and collapsed crazily, turning into a gray-white bead.
He let go of his hand, the bead was suspended in front of Qin Yu, he took a deep breath and pressed his hands to the ground, and the ground beneath him suddenly roared.
The mud and rocks tumbled violently, and gullies appeared, connecting with each other, forming a line full of strange breaths.
The line spreads outwards, keeps becoming complete, and finally outlines a blooming flower—if you stand on the sky at this moment and look down at the corpse of the bat-winged dragon, you will find its huge body, which happens to be this flower. The stamens of the flower.
The blood flowing from its body made the "stamens" appear scarlet, and the surrounding petals were as dark as night against each other, which suddenly made the air a bit more gloomy and terrifying.
Today's joint punishment to the sky, Qin Yu's purpose is not, to kill the bat-winged dragon in front of him, his goal, from beginning to end, is only the dragon lord...
For Qin Yu, revenge has just begun!
With a flick of his finger, the pulp of his finger cracked instantly, and a few drops of blood flew out and landed on the corpse of the bat-winged dragon.
It's like a terrifying strong acid, rotting the scales and flesh of the corpse, leaving a few small blood holes, and then blending into its body.
Then, the corpse of the entire bat-winged dragon began to rot and dissolve crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was like a wax block placed under the scorching sun, slowly and steadily melting away.
The viscous juice mixed with flesh and blood flows along the lines that outline the flowers, filling them one by one.
The flowers imprinted on the ground actually trembled slightly, as if they had their own lives, and even made a gasping sound like "huchi" and "huchi".
Everything is so weird.
Fighting with Mo Ming, the dragon lord, who was entangled with death, suddenly had a heart palpitation. He suddenly lowered his head and stared at the rotting and dissolving bat-winged dragon corpse, as well as the strange flowers around him. Gloomy on top.
He didn't know what this flower was, but he had a strong intuition, and he absolutely couldn't let Qin Yu continue, otherwise something terrible would definitely happen.
Roar-
The thin body of the giant dragon lord swelled wildly, and a large piece of thick and dense scale armor appeared. The pair of dragon wings behind him were growing rapidly, and countless black bone spurs appeared. Two terrifying fangs drilled out of his mouth and roared up to the sky.
At this moment, the dragon lord turned into a monster that was half "Obam" and half bat-winged dragon, looking extremely ferocious. The wings flickered violently, and the space distorted wildly. Sure enough, his current wings also inherited the space talent ability of the bat-winged dragon.
The thunder light that burst open, was sealed by layers of space distortion, like dozens of big locks were added to seal Mo Ming inside.
Swah—
The dragon lord turned around, and without any hesitation, let out a dragon's breath at Qin Yu.
The dragon's breath is crimson... if a pillar of fire!
boom-
There was a loud noise, layers of twisted space were shattered, and Mo Ming, whose body turned into a thunderbolt, stepped out, roaring throughout the world, "I said, your opponent is me!"
He stretched out his arms, and the dazzling rays of light erupted. The whole person was like a thunder group that was extremely compressed, and it exploded at this moment.
The endless thunder force, like a torrent sweeping the world, its speed is unimaginable, although it broke out later, it was wrapped in it before the dragon breath came.
At this moment, between heaven and earth, a thunder prison appeared, imprisoning the dragon lord!
This thunder prison was transformed by Mo Ming with the source of thunder, and unless he was killed, he would absolutely not be able to escape. At the same time, the gust of wind roared above the nine heavens, and there were endless black clouds surging out of nothingness, interweaving thick thunderclouds.
rumbling—
rumbling—
One after another thunderbolt slammed frantically, constantly pouring into the thunder prison, strengthening, strengthening, and enhancing the power it possessed.
"Moming, you want to stop me? Courting death!"
The dragon lord roared violently. He stepped on his thick hind hooves, and his body accelerated instantly, like a high-speed moving mountain, hitting the Thunder Prison heavily.
The power of thunder suddenly twisted and deformed, and a large number of collapses dissipated. Mo Ming hummed softly, and then returned to calm, "Qin Yu, before you succeed, leave everything to this seat."
In the indifferent voice, not only strong self-confidence surged, but also a decisive belief in the death of the enemy and the death of the enemy!
On the ground, Qin Yu didn't raise his head. At this moment, his whole body was absorbed into the altar below him.
That's right, with the corpse of the bat-winged dragon as the core, this strange flower imprinted on the ground is a real altar.
It came from the jade tablet that was handed over to Qin Yu before Jay Li left in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Different from what Dongzhou Jay Li said, she spent a lot of time and was not able to fully understand the secrets contained in the jade card. When Qin Yu got it, the jade card no longer had any secrets in his eyes.
It is a piece of inheritance medium, or more precisely, before a long time ago, before a powerful being perished, he injected a trace of his own indestructible true spirit into it to form this flower altar.
I hope that the people who come after will dedicate enough strength to her in the sacrifice process to complete the alternative form of rebirth after a long time.
This jade tablet has been circulated in the heaven and earth for many years, and the richness of the years on it is beyond Qin Yu's imagination.
Even if the fusion of the jade bi foetus gave him the ability to see through all appearances and directly reach the essence of all things, he could not completely see through it, wrapping it with the rich flavor of time.
It can only be vaguely felt that at the core of this jade card, there is a faint wave of thought that is slowly condensing.
Perhaps, the owner who left this jade tablet long ago is about to achieve his original wish to be reborn with the help of sacrifices.
If it wasn't for the purpose of killing the dragon lord, Qin Yu would not want to use this jade tablet... Because the weak mind fluctuations at its core are obviously weak like a tender grass, which can be pulled out easily. It fell, but it made him feel a certain unknown trembling.
It's like life facing death... No reason, there is an instinctive rejection and fear!
Now, Qin Yu has outlined the altar, and the corpse of the bat-winged dragon is the material for building the altar. When its corpse is completely dissolved, all the petals are filled completely, and the beads that the remnant soul condensed are pressed, and the altar is completed.
Only then can the real sacrifice begin - and the sacrifice is naturally the dragon lord who was trapped in the Thunder Prison by Mo Ming at this moment!
From the very beginning, Qin Yu never doubted the power of this flower altar. After this moment, he was more confident.
As long as the altar is completed, it will be the death of the dragon lord!
As if he felt it, the richness almost condensed into a real threat of death, and the dragon lord in the Thunder Prison became more and more crazy. Leiguang tore his flesh and bruises all over his body, and he never stopped.
"Damn! Damn!"
"Open for me! Open! Open!"
The dragon lord's voice became louder and louder, and at the same time the breath he released became stronger and stronger. His eyes were bloodshot and red, his emotions were swallowed bit by bit, and in the end there was only endless violence left!
Roar-
Yangtian roared, "You forced me, you forced me!" In the roar of the giant dragon lord, the last trace of sobriety in his eyes was completely annihilated by blood.
He tore off his claws violently, and the large space shattered directly, and then a horrifying scene appeared-I saw that this shattered space was actually connected to a small independent world, and the inside was a dark prison, holding a large number of "Oba" um".
At this moment, the dragon leader advocated to open his mouth and sucked hard at the broken space. In the screams of despair, "Obam" was directly sucked into his mouth.
click-
click-
He chewed with a big mouth, and the sound of broken bones could not stop, and scarlet, viscous blood dripped down the corners of his mouth.
The dragon lord exudes aura, and at this moment it skyrockets again, like a red-hot soldering iron, slammed into cold water, and suddenly the whole world is tumbling frantically.
rumbling—
The spiritual power of the heaven and earth is boiling, the sky turns bloody, the earth appears pitch black, and the overcast wind howls in the air, bringing the aura of destruction and death.
At this moment, it seems that purgatory is coming, and all living beings in the world will fall into annihilation!
boom-
The Thunder Prison was crazily twisted, and billions of thunder lights were wiped out. Instead of collapsing and disappearing, they were directly swallowed by the dragon lord.
At this moment, he is like a black hole monster, who can turn everything he touches into a part of his body.
boom-
boom-
Crazy collisions erupted again and again, the volume of the Thunder Prison was rapidly shrinking, and the original power of the Thunder was being consumed in a large amount.
According to this trend, he can't last long!