Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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It's a lie that Ling Xiaotu didn't respond anymore, this man Xuanyuan Xuantian actually treated his wound without the slightest emotion.

Even if his body is an immortal system, such a wound will still hurt.

But he was expressionless, as if the blood and wound had nothing to do with him.

His movement was extremely fast, and he slapped the back of the wound violently, and a few turquoise liquids flew out from the wound. [

It was dragon poison, and he forced the dragon poison out.

The tightness in his chest suddenly eased.

With a wave of his hand, Xuanyuan Xuantian tore off the blood-stained coat forcefully, and the black clothes fluttered to the ground.

Ling Xiaotu glanced at the falling coat, then at the light gray shirt Xuanyuan Xuantian was wearing inside.

Only then did he realize that the wound pierced by the dragon's tail was as big and deep as a fist.

The yellow serum adhered thinly to the wound, coagulating the bright red blood that kept flowing out.

Xuanyuan Xuantian clenched the lightsaber condensed from Xuanqing Qi in his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips:

"court death."

A ray of light shot out from his eyes, and the lightsaber blazed around the ice-cold Xuanqing Qi, tore the air and pierced through the air.

That dragon is not stupid either, its head and tail are like sharp swords, stabbing towards Xuanyuan Xuantian's momentum.

Xuanyuan Xuantian did not dodge or dodge, and swayed Xuanqing Qi to flatten the scales and spines of the oncoming flood dragon, and its body shook like skinning.

Spots of scarlet blood drifted across the night sky.

Following Xuanyuan Xuantian's attack, a berserk aura suddenly burst from Jiaolong's body.

Such a huge dragon energy filled the world with a huge shock, as if the whole world was trembling because of the pain of this dragon.

The originally bright morning light turned into a bloody color,,,,,,,

The sharp blade-like shell of the dragon's back was cut off, and under the thin skin, countless blood-red dragon veins bulged ferociously, floating in the air.

Ling Xiaotu saw that Xuanyuan Xuantian's eyes had turned into deep, pure black, with the bloody fire of a flood dragon faintly surging inside.

Even they who were shaking on the heights could feel the huge pressure rushing towards their faces.