Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 46: Word Spirit. Dance of the Mist!

Lu Mingfei and his companions stared at the two men fighting under the bronze tower and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

The scenes that flashed before their eyes were far beyond their imagination.

The monster torn out from the giant cocoon has a devilish posture.

There are a pair of black horns on its forehead that curve backwards, and a bony face with green and fangs, like the head of some reptile.

The burly body is three meters tall, with a bare chest and skin covered with layers of interlocking scales the color of obsidian. The huge body is supported by hind limbs with jointed knees.

The hands are sharp claws, extremely sharp, and the terrifying grip can shatter rocks.

This is what a pure-blooded third-generation forcibly hatched creature looks like. Even if it's not perfect, it reveals a solemn and mysterious beauty and presents a seductive figure.

The dragon can take many forms. It can be a sacred and majestic god in the sky, or it can be a Satan who deceives and ignites the world.

Such a terrifying monster should not appear in the real world, but in distant and illusory myths and legends.

But the monster appeared before everyone.

It is sure to trigger a bloody massacre.

This is not the case.

Because Xia Mo stood in front of the monster.

The problem is coming.

Who is Xia Mo, who can fight monsters on equal terms?
This doubt appears in everyone's mind and cannot be dispelled.

Xia Mo and Naiyad charged back and forth, their momentum like thousands of troops galloping. The heavy Viking swords whistled when they were swung, and the bone spur swords fired deadly strikes in a row, flashing like white thunder in an instant.

The collisions one after another were like thunder in the sky, deafening.

The earth seemed to be trembling!

Chu Zihang was fine. He kept his eyes on the battlefield, afraid of missing any details.

Lu Mingfei and his companions felt their legs and feet go weak, and just watching from a close distance made them feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

I don’t know how many rounds it was, but Xia Mo’s sword chopped Naiyad’s shoulder. With all her might, the alchemical weapon that humans were so proud of broke through the hard dragon scales and cut through the flesh.

At the same time, a scarlet cut was left on Xia Mo's waist by the bone spur sword. If she had not dodged in time, her intestines would have been all over the floor.

Xia Mo immediately exerted force and used her free left elbow to break the bone spur.

Naiyad's tail attacked Xia Mo from behind and pierced through her abdomen, leaving her white belly stained with blood.

But Xia Mo sneered, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly without letting go, concentrated his energy on his dantian, endured the severe pain, and was determined to split Naiyad in half.

Naiad had to hold the Viking sword with both hands to prevent it from going deeper.

The tearing and burning pain aroused their bloodiness, making the two beasts even more crazy and increasingly vicious.

The two pairs of confronting golden eyes came to life like gluttons, hostile to each other, biting each other, extremely vicious, but also showing the strength of vitality, hot like magma.

The two of them froze, holding their positions as still as statues.

The blood flowing from the wound boiled into red steam unknowingly, the cells divided rapidly, and Xia Mo and Naiyad recovered at an astonishing speed.

The evidence is the sound of their strong heartbeats.

It has surpassed all species known to biologists. The sound is like the thunder of war drums. Every beat of the organs means a large amount of fresh blood circulating throughout the body, and the power of life favors it again.

Lu Mingfei stared at Xia Mo blankly.

The senior sister at this moment was covered in blood and had a ferocious look on her face, which made Lu Mingfei feel extremely unfamiliar.

In his impression, the senior always seemed to be at ease. Although she loved to tease him, she was genuinely doing it for his own good.

Whether she is the white moonlight or the black-bellied girl, the senior sister is very beautiful, pure and beautiful, like a goddess.

Now she is probably a witch, or maybe a monster.

monster.

monster.

Lu Mingfei shivered violently, at a loss as to what to do.

Chu Zihang wanted to help, but when he heard a piercing sound in the air, he rolled over to avoid the halberd that was thrown at him.

A large number of Yakshas poured into the bronze tower in the central square, roaring and rushing towards Chu Zihang and others.

Yaksha is actually Deadpool, and the evolution levels of Dragon Deadpool are in ascending order: human form, snake form, and dragon form.

Naiad was only the third generation of the earldom, and the humanoid Deadpool was the pinnacle of his power.

Chen Wenwen was so frightened that her face turned pale and she almost fainted.

The literary girl loves to dream. What she dreams about are the scenes described in the books, the lonely autumn, the surging sea, the lonely winter, the towering mountains in the distance...

They are definitely not a group of evil spirits with fangs and sharp teeth!

This is a nightmare! Su Xiaoqiang gritted her teeth, held the Beretta 92F tightly with both hands, and thanked Senior Xia Mo for teaching her how to load bullets.

Lu Mingfei came to his senses. Seeing that his deskmate was not afraid, he could not lose face. He vented his cowardice and pointed the shotgun at Yaksha without caring about the distance.

boom-!
boom-!
Bang bang——!
Yaksha's bones are very dense and his muscles are very strong, so brass bullets have little effect, just like the ghost mode in CF, basically just repelling him.

There were about thirty Yakshas in number, two-thirds of them were dealing with Chu Zihang and his men, and one-third joined the battle with the two pure-blooded dragons.

Upon seeing this, Chu Zihang yelled at Lu Mingfei and the other two to retreat behind him. His golden eyes, which could not be extinguished on their own, became even brighter. The black-haired boy recited his own dragon language loudly, completely obeying the call in his blood.

"Come from the heights of Babylon and burn like the sun."

In an instant, the air in front of Chu Zihang was heated to an extreme temperature. The invisible field swallowed up the invading Yaksha. Deadpool's body surface was rich in oil, which was very suitable as firewood, and the flames were fierce.

Chu Zihang was gasping for breath. Jun Yan was exhausting his energy greatly and it was easy for him to lose control. He had to concentrate fully. The hot airflow prevented all living beings, including Lu Mingfei and others, from getting close.

Junyan, the fire of the king, is naturally extremely domineering and powerful.

At the same time, the scattered Yakshas attacked Xia Mo, shooting with spears and halberds.

The bones in Xia Mo's body suddenly made a thunderous sound. She moved again, grabbed the flying halberd with one hand, and swept away the approaching Yaksha... Naiyad shook off the Viking sword and distanced herself from Xia Mo.

Xia Mo did not rush to chase after it, but instead killed a Yaksha in an instant with one sword and one halberd.

[Return to tranquility]: 10/10
Obtain reward: Bloodline purification.

A warm force flowed through Xia Mo's whole body, getting rid of her weak period. Xia Mo's originally pale skin became slightly rosy, and the injuries from the fierce battle with Naiyad disappeared.

Second round, fight!

Naiyad, who absorbed the blood of the Dragon King, has a much stronger physical fitness than Xia Mo. He can move mountains and hold heavy objects. Just now, Xia Mo relied on her stress eye to lift a heavy object with only a little force to contend with him. Now, Xia Mo is confident that he can fight him head-on.

Naiyad covered her bleeding shoulder, and thick dragon blood dripped onto the ground along her fine scales.

Hoarse dragon language came out of his mouth.

Mist and flying insects were actually secreted from the tiny gaps in Naiyad's scales. The black scales began to fade, and all the colors on the earl's body were fading, as if they were offered as a sacrifice to the white mist on his body, and his body became transparent and pale.

Sequence 76, Bloodline Origin Ocean and Water King——

The Spirit of Words. Dance of the Mist.

Naiyad rushed towards Xia Mo with a light dance step, and the mist floated with it, like a spotlight on the stage.

The ebb and flow of the sea resonated with Naiad's dance. Every movement he made carried the surge of the rising tide and the weight of the falling tide. Dense swarms of flying insects bit Xia Mo's skin, trying to drill into her body.

Xia Mo cursed in her heart, she hated words spirit the most.

Everyone else has it, but she doesn't.

Originally, Xia Mo was confident that she could defeat Naiyad, but the latter, who used the power of words, showed amazing dominance. The situation immediately became clear, and Xia Mo began to struggle.

Chu Zihang's Jun Yan restrained Naiyad's Mist Tide Dance, but he was defeated, and Jun Yan drained Chu Zihang dry after a few minutes.

Xia Mo stared at Naiyad. She knew that the other party would not let her go, and there was no point in giving the French salute at this time.

"Chu Zihang, you take Ming Fei and the others to escape! I'll cover you, go find Xia Mi quickly!" Xia Mo shouted.

Teacher Daye, I was wrong, please come and save me!

I will never look down on you again!

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment. Was he going to desert again?
Reason told Chu Zihang that if he stayed, he would be a burden, not to mention ordinary people like Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang.

Chu Zihang gritted his teeth and rushed out of the Yaksha's encirclement with Lu Mingfei and others at all costs, even if he was seriously injured.

Xia Mo had no time to look behind her. Her Viking sword was corroded by the white mist. She pulled out the Yuchang sword from the thigh bandage with a solemn look on her face.

Looks like it's time to roll the dice.

Dice often represent fate.

……

Lu Mingfei was in a daze and didn't remember how he escaped. He turned his head and took a last look at his senior sister facing a group of monsters alone.

She looked so small and helpless.

"I can't do anything."

Lu Mingfei cried out inwardly, feeling extremely painful.

"No, you can fight back."

A little boy laughed.

"elder brother."

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