Quadruple split.

Chapter 203 Dragon Language Magic
Half an hour later, outside the Temple of Enlightenment

"That is to say, not only did you not take the pilgrimage path, but you also encountered avalanches, cliffs, guardian beasts, dead ends, mountain collapses, the second avalanche, the enchantment of the wind of the blade, and finally destroyed a Whispering sect small den!?"

Huo Yanyang sat on the stone steps outside the temple, staring dumbfoundedly at the humanoid creature next to him with a look of lovelessness, his tone was full of horror and worship: "You are really my brother!"

"What do you call the twenty or so people here... Oh yes, the guardian of the holy mountain had a fight, and I almost got cold." Cordova rolled his eyes and added through gritted teeth In one sentence, there seems to be a resentment visible to the naked eye behind it, which makes people shudder.

His legs were wrapped in a layer of hard and heavy rocks, and his two arms were locked together by countless chains of ice that exuded the coldness. For some reason, his upper body became scorched black, and occasionally splashed One or two sparks, even a large number of pure natural and non-polluting runes in his body can't disperse them, and his staff of the punisher M2K is spinning crazily in a hurricane not far away, it seems that there is no one in ten I can't get down for a few minutes...

"You deserve it too." Huo Yanyang curled his lips, looked at the clusters of small sparks constantly bursting out on Cordoba's body with lingering fear, and shrugged: "Now Su Mier is so nervous that he can't be any more nervous. There are at least seven or eight blockades. Your old man fought all the way up from the back of the mountain. On the way, he forcibly broke the enchantment of the blade of the wind. After being found, he was still cursing at the top of the mountain. Those old seniors did not kill you on the spot. It is considered merciful gone."

A row of heat dissipation holes on the back of Cordoba's neck suddenly released several clusters of mist, and he glared fiercely at Huo Yanyang: "It's not because you didn't explain the situation clearly!"

"Who the hell knew you didn't take the road! Who the hell knew you could run up from behind the holy mountain!" Huo Yanyang looked at him with a disgusted expression, and said in a low voice: "And you don't think so. Is the path I'm walking particularly strange? Can't you send me a message and ask?!"

Cordova looked at the sky speechlessly: "I thought that's how you Sumir tested the pilgrims..."

"Fart!" Huo Yanyang was almost choked to death by his words, and his whole face became distorted: "What kind of pilgrimage is this! Isn't suicide like that?"

Cordova poked his neck and said angrily: "I don't care, you are cheating me anyway!"

"Do you want face!?"

"Hey, boy, don't you believe me, there is no shame in our family except my mother!"

In short, the matter is basically like this. The general content can be simply summarized as that Cordoba triggered a series of vicious events on the basis of climbing the reverse mountain, and then shouted with great resentment after going through all kinds of hardships. Huo Yanyang's daimyo seeks revenge, and then he is cooked together by the guardians of the holy mountain who are thought to be the Whispering Cultists secretly invading...

After all, although he is a rune creation with explosive combat power, he is only a semi-finished product after all. The so-called strength is only a horizontal comparison in the field of players, not to mention those top powerhouses who are well-known on the mainland. Any NPC who has the level of a magister, a great ranger, or a high-level thief can kill him, not to mention those guardians who have been cultivating the essence of the sun and moon in the holy mountain Sumer all the year round, and they are gang fights!

"Anyway, hurry up and organize it, and arrange for everyone to check it as soon as possible after these states on me are gone." After the nonsense, Cordova said to Huo Yanyang seriously: "I am now in charge of an epic-level growth quest line. As long as I can Find one each of the remaining Apocalypse lights and shadows, and you will be fully developed!"

Huo Yanyang shook his head: "Wait, now the orcs on Sumir's side are working hard to fight against the cultists, and they can blow a bunch of dog's brains away every day. I'll let you and the resident on the top of the mountain Let's get in touch, and in view of your Tianzhu Mountain's face, everyone should cooperate."

"Then let's do this first." Cordoba nodded while desperately urging the scorching runes in his body to heat his arms, and then smacked his lips and asked: "By the way, do you need help? Anyway, I will meet you in a while." I don't plan to go anywhere else."

Huo Yanyang sighed: "It's good to have one more super soldier of you, but in fact it doesn't mean much. Judging from the current situation, we and those cultists are likely to develop into a tug of war. It is also difficult for us to destroy the Whispering City, the holy peak where the spirits and guardians are stationed, anyway, it will be troublesome."

"Okay." Cordoba shook his neck (the only part he can move now), and then changed the subject casually: "How many days are there until the Chinese New Year? I've been playing games and getting confused lately."

Huo Yanyang glanced at him: "February [-]st is New Year's Eve, there are still four days left, didn't Yidong tell you on the phone before?"

"I just remembered going to his house for a reunion, and I didn't count the days." Cordova (attempted) shrugged, and then smiled: "I missed your little reunion before, and I feel like I missed a hundred million. !"

Huo Yanyang nodded seriously: "Indeed, the girls are all pretty."

"Tsk tsk, suddenly a little excited..."

"Ah."

……

at the same time
Tianzhu Mountain, the Fifth Outer Mountain Xiaolongfeng

Mo Tan, Ji Xiaoge, Jadka, and Ya Ya fronted around Lu Jiang with serious faces, everyone staring nervously at that Ditto who is also a man and a woman, except for a certain bitch who is distracted, Everyone's eyes are full of anticipation.

"Hey, I'm about to start, um... ummmmmmm!!!"

However, Lu Jiang, who was the object of the crowd, didn't feel any nervousness. He just nodded to Fimigel in front of him, and then quickly activated his original slime form, clenched his two small fists vigorously, There was a series of low moaning sounds like constipation.

Fimigel waved his hand, and an invisible force spread out from him, stopping the perpetual snowstorm on Xiaolong Peak and making the environment more suitable for Lu Jiang to play.

puff!

"Ugh!!"

With Lujiang's low drink, two silver dragon wings that were slowly flowing like liquid suddenly spread out from behind him.

"No!" Fimiguel shook his head vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "Remember the time you succeeded before, and stabilize your form!"

"Ang." Lu Jiang pursed his lips, then took a deep breath, and began to try to hypnotize himself as a dragon, murmuring: "I have wings... I have wings... I was born with wings ...there are wings...wings!"

Two silver lights burst out from behind him, and in the next second, the pair of wings that were still flowing slowly were coated with a layer of metal color, as if the whole body was made of metal wings made of silver.

[You have unlocked the skill: Primal Slime - Dragon Wing Form]

"It's done!" Lu Jiang immediately cheered loudly, and even started to dance in the cold wind.

There was a hint of relief in Fimigel's eyes. He had faintly felt the power contained in the pair of dragon wings behind Lujiang. Although it was not powerful, it did have the breath of a dragon.

The other four also breathed a sigh of relief, and were sincerely happy for the "little girl" in front of them who practiced hard every day.

"Amazing!" Jadka caressed his long beard and sighed leisurely: "You can transform part of your limbs into a dragon shape at such a young age. The ancient blood is really powerful!"

Yaya blinked, looked at the dragon wings behind Lujiang with a vague look, and then shouted happily: "Wang Jiang can fly now?"

And Ji Xiaoge touched Mo Tan's arm, and whispered: "Is she really a boy in reality?!"

"He said yes, that's it." Mo Tan shrugged, glanced at the elf 'girl' who was... yes, dancing not far away, and sighed: "Everyone has a girl's heart what."

Ji Xiaoge grinned: "You also agree with what you said, do you want to try women's clothing another day?"

[Women's clothing? ! 】

"No, no, no!" Thinking of a bad experience, Mo Tan suddenly became terrified, took two steps back in a vain manner, and waved his hands desperately: "This is still avoided!"

Ji Xiaoge stuck out her tongue: "What's the matter? Mom said dad used to wear women's clothes~haha, dad wears women's clothes... Puff Chi... Puff Hahaha... Puff Hahahahahahaha~"

Then the winged girl who accidentally poked herself with a low smile couldn't stand it anymore, and began to roll all over the ground on the thick snow.

Mo Tan looked at her speechlessly and couldn't help laughing, and after a while, he sighed leisurely: "Your father is so kind..."

"Ahem~" Fimigel glanced over here, coughed lightly, and then said seriously to Lujiang: "Since you have indeed mastered it, try flying first."

"it is good!"

The latter nodded vigorously, only to see the wings on his back fluttering violently, jumping straight up to a height of seven or eight meters, and then flapping his wings unsteadily to make himself float in mid-air, like a bird half-fed. A big fluttering moth that burns a knife in a cup (understands the spirit).

Yaya squatted on the ground blankly, looking enviously at the swaying moth in midair... the winged slime, with its furry tail wagging rapidly behind its back.

"Okay, okay, come down first, and practice by yourself when you have time later." Fimigel raised his head and smiled at Lujiang, and then said in a deep voice after the opponent fell... "I'm going to let you try it." Magic, dragon language magic."

Lu Jiang blinked: "Dragon language magic?"

Yaya, who was squatting beside him, also tilted his head and repeated: "Wow...Wang language magic?"

"There is no Wang language magic in this world, um, there is no dog language magic either." Fimigel glanced at Lai's Yaya in distress, then turned back and said to Lujiang: "Of course, you are not a dragonborn, and There is no dragon blood, so basically it is absolutely impossible to use it, but you can try it... By the way, Mo!"

Mo Tan had just pulled Ji Xiaoge up from the ground when he was laughing so hard, he immediately turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Fei Mi?"

"I'm going to teach Xiaolu dragon language magic. You have dragon blood in you, so come and observe." Fimigel smiled, and then waved to Ji Xiaoge and Jadka: "Don't be reserved, everyone Come and watch the fun."

The old mage smiled and walked over with a shy face.

"Pfft haha...ha....Dad dressed as a woman...hahaha..." Ji Xiaoge, who was still laughing wildly in a low voice, was also helped by the helpless Mo Tan.

Seeing that everyone was here, Fimiguel stretched his body (in human form) lightly, and in the next second, a pair of huge ice-blue dragon wings suddenly spread out from behind him.

"The principle of dragon language magic is very complicated, but it is very simple to use. Because of our blood, in most cases, we only need to recite it normally. Of course, we must use dragon language. Mo you should know it. "Fimiguel explained briefly, then flapped his wings on the spot, and said in a deep voice to the deer sauce: "Xiaolu, you don't know dragon language, so remember my pronunciation for a while."

Lu Jiang nodded, her earnest little face looked very cute...

But he is male.

"Since you have dragon wings now." Fimigel touched his chin, smiled after a moment of silence: "Then I will demonstrate a relatively basic [Sweeping Sky Wing] first, this dragon language magic can It can greatly increase the flying speed, and at the same time, it can set off a strong wind pressure, and the difficulty is not too great, Mo you also learn a little bit, although you don't have dragon wings now, it's not certain that you won't be able to grow them."

Lu Jiang and Mo Tan nodded at the same time.

Fimigel nodded slightly, and then began to read in a dragon language: "Lawente...Ska...Psehel...Bistalu...Kaleo Kelaf!"

hum!
An invisible dragon's power suddenly spread out, and everyone saw that the dragon's wings on the back of Fermiguel swelled up twice in an instant, and there were countless strands of madness that were surging wildly on it.

"Okay~" Fimigel shrugged, lightly patted the wings that had been amplified by the dragon language magic, set off two wind pressures that made it almost impossible to stand still, and smiled at Mo Tan and Lu Jiang: "Come and try~"

Lu Jiang stammered and repeated, but nothing happened.

"The memory is good, and the pronunciation is very standard." Fei Mi praised him, and then spread his hands: "But it has no effect at all. It seems that there is no blood but only the breath, so you can try."

Mo Tan nodded, and then quickly repeated what Fimi had chanted before, and then felt a heat behind his back, and at the same time heard a system prompt.

[You have comprehended the dragon language magic: Sky-grazing Wings 0.5%]

"I have a feeling, but it seems that it is still far from completion." Mo Tan nodded, and said truthfully in a different way.

Fei Mi clapped her hands, and just about to say something, she heard a muffled murmur from the side.

"Won Wente...Wonka...Wangsewang...Er...Wangsdalu..."

Looking at Yaya, who was wagging his tail and muttering, the people around him were silent.

Fimigel smiled wryly and shook his head: "Impossible, you can't even articulate, and dragon language magic requires dragon blood..."

Yaya blinked his eyes: "Wang Leo Wang Wang?"

hum! ! !
"Fuck!??!"

"Uh!!"

"what?"

"Hey Hey hey!!"

"Wang~!"

Chapter Two Hundred: The End
(End of this chapter)