At this moment, the boy's flying sword whistled with an astonishing sword aura, broke open the dragon's body, and pierced directly in. Immediately afterwards, the divine thunder of the old man named Pang fell, making the dragon's roar more violently, and the more it struggled. The boy who was responsible for sealing the dragon's face became paler and his body trembling faintly.
"There are still five breaths!!" The boy shrieked.
Cang Songzi pinched the tactics with both hands and changed rapidly, but the tens of thousands of sword rains approached and crashed down on the body of the dragon. The dragon roared, and the boy spewed blood while struggling, and all the blue blood vessels all over his body bulged, especially his eyes Is full of bloodshot eyes.
The mysterious ice transformed by the green shirt's supernatural powers spread, and in a blink of an eye he ran into the Flood Dragon. The struggling body of the Flood Dragon caught frost immediately, and there was a layer of ice covering her entire body in an instant.
A trace of black air continued to radiate from the body of the dragon, and was instantly sucked away by the ice layer. In this scene, the eyes of the people around him condensed, and Wang Lin quickly glanced at the old woman in green shirt. He naturally saw the weirdness of this Xuan Bing, and it could absorb the vitality of the Flood Dragon.
The dragon's head suddenly lifted under the severe pain, and the sun and moon imprints surrounding its head collapsed in an instant. The boy spewed blood again, but he could not continue the seal.
The dragon, which had lost the seal of reincarnation, roared and roared, with a black horn on its head. At this moment, its big head shook, and its body was even more drawn out of the fog. Its body turned into a mist, and as it was pulled out, the mist gradually became thinner.
The profound ice on its body was even after the dragon lost the limitation of its sealing power, and as its body moved, it immediately collapsed, but under the rewind, it returned to the body of the old woman in green shirt and surrounded it, and a trace of black air melted into the body of the old woman. , Her eyes brightened.
"These old monsters still have to hide their magical powers, it's actually interesting!" Wang Lin sneered inwardly, his body flickering, when the dragon raised his head, he was about to rise into the air, and went straight to the sparse mist on its tail. go.
Once the dragon condenses the entity from the atomization, the crystal in the mist will immediately dissipate and become a part of the vitality in its body.
"You can do as many things as you take, and you don't need me to work hard to take these crystals." Wang Lin ignored the fight, and rushed into the mist in a blink of an eye. In the mist, he immediately saw a large number of crystals floating, and some even condensing.
With a flick of the big sleeve, several hundred Yuan Jing was taken away by Wang Lin immediately. This way of collecting Yuanjing. Wang Lin was very pleased. He was as fast as lightning, constantly penetrating through the mist, and quickly collecting the Yuanjing that had been condensed for an unknown number of years.
The roar of the external flood dragon and the loud rumbling noise can be heard from the ears. With Wang Lin's collection, thousands of them were quickly taken away. In fact, it is impossible for the twelfth-order fogging fierce beast to condense like this. Multi-element crystals, after all, will be collected once every certain period of time by a sect that raises such fierce beasts in captivity.
But in this Seven Color Realm, no one would come to steal the primordial crystal from this misty beast, so over the years, there will be such a large number.
Not long after, Wang Lin immediately noticed that the fog around him was rolling more violently, and there were faint signs of turning into substance, and it was shrinking in one direction in the condensation.
After calculating the number of crystals, Wang Lin decisively gave up and continued to collect, but moved quickly to the side. As he moved, the fog condensed faster.
In a moment, all the mist around him disappeared. It was replaced by a dragon's tail. The dragon's body was about a thousand feet long. At this moment, most of its body was in the air, and this tail was lifted into the air.
On the narrow road, the old man surnamed Pang was pale and leaned against the mountain, his chest was bloody. On the head of the dragon, Cang Songzi, the old woman in Qingshan, and the boy fought with each other, screaming with each other's supernatural powers, trying to prevent the dragon from ascending into the sky.
The black horns on the head of the flood dragon flashed with black light, and they often flashed out. Cang Songzi and others immediately dodge and avoid. When the flood dragon opened its mouth, there was a fishy wind and poisonous mist, which was extremely difficult to entangle. He was seriously injured, and his whole body was dripping with blood.
At this moment, the flood dragon uttered a earth-shaking roar, and the surrounding mountains immediately blasted, and huge stones were cracked and rolled down. Then, the black horns of the flood dragon's head suddenly exuded glaring light, a piece of black. The power grid spreads out, and at the same time, there is even more boundless heaven and earth power, and even the faint colorful light of the sky has been absorbed.
Roar! !
This dragon roared, and it was even more shocking when it fell in the ears of everyone, outside the body of the dragon. This black power grid instantly spread over a hundred feet, and was absorbed by the earth's strength and the colorful light that day, and immediately following the roar of the dragon, there were illusory shadows that turned out.
These illusory shadows were surprisingly a series of flood dragons. Under the sweep, these flood dragons circled into a spiral, making Cang Songzi and others had to retreat.
Seeing that this dragon is about to take off, once it takes off completely, it will be a disaster for everyone who can't fly too high in this colorful world.
At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, staring at the dragon's tail that was not far in the sky, and he took a step forward. There was a bang echoing in his arms, but the power of the ancient gods burst into it. As soon as he stepped on his body, he leaped up and grabbed the giant dragon's tail. With a low growl, Wang Lin's arms bulged with blood vessels.
"Come down!"
Wang Lin clasped the tail of the dragon with both hands tightly and slammed it downward. In this scene, everyone who was watching from the distance to avoid the magical power of the dragon was shocked!
The old man named Pang who was leaning on the side of the narrow road had even more bulging eyes. Showing disbelief.
The power of the ancient god reverberated throughout Wang Lin, and the dragon roared and struggled, turning its head, and swallowing it straight to Wang Lin. Outside his body, there were more magical powers.
It was just its struggle that made the power of the ancient gods in Wang Lin run more majestic.
"Come down!" With a shocking cry, like the voice of a god, Wang Lin clasped the dragon's tail with both hands, and after a round, the surrounding cultivators were dumbfounded, turning the whole body of the dragon around. Fell hard down the narrow road!
Although this dragon has a body of thousands of feet, even with the cultivation base of Broken Nirvana, and even though its physical strength is strong enough to resist most supernatural powers, far surpassing many body-cultivating cultivators, it is not qualified compared to Wang Lin!
Even if it takes off its skin and turns into a dragon, in front of the ancient gods, it never wants to take off!
As Wang Lin fell, the flood dragon couldn't struggle at all while roaring. Its lifted body immediately slammed down, and the sound of howling and breaking into the air suddenly sounded, and the old man surnamed Pang only felt the sky black. Under the shock of his mind, he retreated madly. He worried that if he retreated too late and was hit by the flood dragon, his body would definitely collapse immediately.
The booming sound instantly echoed the sky and the earth. The huge flood dragon was directly hit on the narrow road. The ground shook and the mountains shook. A large amount of rubble rolled down from the mountains on both sides, before returning to normal after a while.
Even after the dragon's body fell, its body twitched continuously, its head began to melt, bursts of black energy released, but the Chen Tianjun flew out of its head and fell aside and took a few steps back.
Cang Songzi took a deep breath, stared at the Jiaolong in a daze, and then at Wang Lin, a chill rose in her heart.
Even the boy added his lips and looked at Wang Lin with fear.
And the old woman in the green shirt also took a deep breath and fell silent.
The one who feared most in his heart was the old man named Pang who had avoided the crisis of smashing his body. He thought of Wang Lin's threatening words before, but his mouth was bitter.
Wang Lin's breathing was slightly gentle. After scanning the crowd, his eyes fell on the skeleton not far away, and he walked to the skeleton and looked down. However, he found a jade slip under the skeleton.
With a grasp of the void with his right hand, the jade slip and the pill fell in his hand, the pill was thrown forward, and went straight to the boy. The boy took it and threw a fist at Wang Lin.
"Thank you!"
Holding the jade slip, Wang Lin leaned against the mountain and sat down, his divine sense swept across it, and he stared attentively.
Cang Songzi came to the old man surnamed Pang, patted his right hand on his back, took out the pill, and then sat aside cross-legged, looking at Wang Lin from time to time, revealing a strange glow.
The boy was holding the reincarnation pill with a look of excitement. After taking a closer look, he put it away. It was not the time to take a meal at this moment. He took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and vomited for healing.
Chen Tianjun also sat down cross-legged. Everyone was outside in this battle. He was alone inside. He was indispensable. If there was no interference from outsiders, he would not be able to collect the soul of the dragon.
Although it is impossible to absorb all of it, he still accounts for the most in terms of harvest.
As for the old woman in the green shirt, walked to the corpse of the dragon beast, raised her right hand on the corpse, closed her eyes and breathed out, bursts of black air radiated from the corpse of the dragon and merged into her right hand.
"There are many more twelve-level fogging fierce beasts here, but again, the greater the danger, the more I will gain." After resting for several hours, Cang Songzi opened his eyes and looked at everyone. Said slowly.
At this moment, the dragon beast beside the old woman in the green shirt was only skin and bones, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared. The old woman's complexion was slightly ruddy, and she was slightly younger.
The old man surnamed Pang also recovered a lot, stood up and looked at the depths of the narrow road that was not blocked by the fog, his eyes flickering.
"Everyone, let's continue." Cang Songzi got up and walked forward.
The old woman in Qingshan started to move forward like Chen Tianjun, but the boy hesitated, pondered a little, and got up to follow.
Sitting at the farthest point, Wang Lin watched the crowd approaching. He pinched the jade slip in his hand. Inside this jade slip, one thing was recorded... something about this colorful world.
"It turns out that this is..." Wang Lin's thoughts suddenly broke, and he suddenly raised his head to look behind everyone, his eyes and pupils contracted, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up!
At the same time, Cang Songzi and Duan Mu boy had a meal at the same time, and then the old woman in Qingshan and Chen Tianjun immediately noticed, and the old man surnamed Pang was the last to notice.
"Don't move!" Cang Songzi's eyes showed fear, and his spiritual thoughts spread quickly.