The law of the king of online games

Chapter 851 The Bloody Man

Looking at the golden dragon patriarch who seemed to be frozen, Xiao Li came back to his dream, walked to his side, patted his shoulder lightly, and said: "Having such a master, you are actually quite enviable."

Patriarch Jinlong's body trembled, and immediately burst into tears. The seemingly heroic man burst into tears like a fountain, and his cry was like thunder.

Xiao Li sighed deeply and walked away.

Soon, he entered a dream again.

Here is an empty hall, Patriarch Jinlong is sitting cross-legged, his eyes are closed, his brows are furrowed, he seems to want to meditate, but he can't.

He is irritable.

Suddenly, a golden bottle came through the air, the golden dragon patriarch opened his eyes, and immediately reached out to catch it.

Then, the voice of his master immediately sounded in the void: "Although I didn't get all the dragon corpses, I was lucky enough to get the dragon's blood for my master. Apprentice, this is the gold of the five-clawed golden dragon." Blood, for you, it is of great use whether it is to improve the cultivation of dragon energy or to refine the dragon clock. It is said that there is a Yuetianmen in my Tianmen, and you have already crossed the dragon road. If you can jump through the Yuetianmen , that would be perfect..."

The voice stopped there, and Patriarch Jinlong immediately stood up and shouted to the sky.

"Master, where are you?" He looked sad and indignant, "You must still be alive, right? This apprentice is here to find you!"

The dream is like a distorted world, and after that, there are only some fragmented pictures. It seems that the ancestor of Jinlong broke through the heavenly gate and broke into the central sky domain along a space crack.

Xiao Li stepped on the Void Sword and followed the figure of the Golden Dragon Patriarch all the way. Soon, even he couldn't help but gasped.

What imprinted into the eyes was a piece of fragmented land, here, the blood was soaring to the sky, and corpses were everywhere.

Patriarch Jinlong was lying on the ground, covered in blood, unable to stand up.

His dragon pattern clock has now turned golden, but unfortunately it is already full of cracks, twisted and deformed, and fell sideways askew.

Suddenly, lightning roared in the sky, and a figure gradually approached. That figure was arrogant, with bloody hair, like stepping on a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones.

He carried a frail figure in his hands.

The figure in the yellow skirt was blood-stained, it was the master of the Jinlong Patriarch, just looking at his appearance, if his spirit was dissipated, his life might be in danger.

"The great sage with a premonition of divine calamity? A strong man near the gods, Ji Linyue of Tianmen? That's all!" The voice of the blood-haired figure thundered like thunder, shaking the world. With a pull, it actually tore her body into pieces.

The blood mist exploded, and only Ji Linyue's head was left on the right hand of the blood-haired figure. There was no pain on the face of this head, but a smile. Its expression was as lazy as her usual, and its eyes seemed to be a coincidence. He threw himself at Patriarch Jinlong who was unable to stand up.

"No!" Patriarch Jinlong suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar, and he got up, spurting blood wildly from his mouth, while struggling to rush towards the blood-haired figure.

The blood-haired figure was like a demon, snorted coldly, and pinched Ji Linyue's head into blood mist. He stood coldly, looking at the Golden Dragon Patriarch, as if looking at a struggling ant.

"Don't ask about hell, life and death are up to me!" The blood-haired figure slowly raised a finger towards Patriarch Jinlong, "If you get close to me, you will be dead!"

Ancestor Jinlong obviously has no fear of life and death, perhaps at the moment he saw Master's body being torn to pieces, he already wanted death wholeheartedly.

However, at a critical moment, purple thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and a sharp spear pierced through the air, knocking the blood-haired figure back.

"Chi Yingu!" The blood-haired figure roared angrily, and then laughed, "How dare you make a move..."

At this point in the picture, everything is distorted.

Obviously, the memory of the Jinlong Patriarch is the end, but this dream is not over yet, echoing the laughter of the blood-haired man, and Ji Linyue's eyes flashed from time to time.

What shocked and puzzled Xiao Li was that he actually felt that blood-haired figure was so familiar, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was familiar.

Xiao Li can be sure that he has never seen that blood-haired person. Presumably, that person is also a player who did not know how many eras ago, so he should have no intersection with him.

But that sense of familiarity became more and more clear.

After thinking to no avail, Xiao Li's mind returned to the topic.

His brows were frowned, and images appeared in his mind. In those images, there were playful girls in yellow skirts, charming women lying lazily on their sides, female warriors in golden armor, and masters who wanted to die. respect.

Her name is Ji Linyue, and she is the master of Jinlong Patriarch, and she is extremely important to Jinlong Patriarch.

If Ji Linyue intervened in the dream, it would definitely bring great harm to the Jinlong Patriarch, but Xiao Li couldn't bear it.

Ji Linyue, this is a dead person, and she is also a respectable master. She is the weakness of the Jinlong Patriarch, and using it to win but not fighting is not the victory Xiao Li wants.

Xiao Li sighed deeply, he continued to step on the Void Sword, wanting to travel to other dreams and find other factors to defeat the Golden Dragon Patriarch.

However, suddenly, Xiao Li's expression changed, and he found that this empty and empty world was shaking violently, and the dreams quickly collapsed, but the picture of Ji Linyue being torn to pieces by the blood-haired man kept flashing, gradually spreading. Full in all directions.

"Not good, this Patriarch Jinlong was stimulated, can't he take it anymore!" Xiao Li immediately danced the King of the Fallen Night, and in the blink of an eye, passed through layers of void, and came to the place where Patriarch Jinlong's real body was.

At this moment, Patriarch Jinlong closed his eyes, he was not awake, he was still deep in a dream, but his tears were pouring down and his cries were like thunder.

"Heavenly Gate's defense is number one, it's too fragile." Xiao Li shook his head and sighed, and quickly danced the King of the Night, waving the pitch-black flag, as if stirring the void, completely disrupting the dreams, and forcibly ending the Golden Dragon Ancestor's dream.

Following that, Patriarch Jinlong also regained his composure, as if the nightmare had ended, and fell asleep peacefully.

Soon, everything returned to the appearance when the Golden Dragon Patriarch just arrived, Xiao Li stretched out his hand a little, the void opened a little, and the void sword under his feet quickly flew towards him.

At the same time, the banner of King Luoye also rolled up the sleeping Golden Dragon Patriarch and brought them out of the void together.

On the huge Panlong Platform, Xiao Li suddenly appeared, he swung the King of the Night, and the jet-black banner unfolded, and the Golden Dragon Patriarch was in it, as if standing in a dark night, with his eyes closed, seemingly unconscious, but actually It is deep sleep.

At this time, the entire Panlong shook, and the eight surrounding five-clawed golden dragons uttered dragon chants. Their bodies collapsed rapidly, and the Panlong Terrace was also torn apart, and pieces fell straight to the ground. When it landed, it quickly turned into a golden light.

In this way, there will be a heavy rain of golden light, and the golden light between the sky and the earth will be gorgeous.

"Xiao Li!" Xia Mingshu shouted excitedly, seeing Xiao Li coming over intact, her worries finally dissipated.

Seeing the comatose Golden Dragon Patriarch, Wu Hao, Liu Qingqing, and Wei Jingtao felt as if they had seen a ghost.

"how is this possible?"

"Has the Patriarch Jinlong actually been defeated?"

"It's so ridiculous, I don't believe it!"

The three people had complicated emotions, Liu Qingqing couldn't believe what she saw, she raised the Seven Star Demon Sword, and fiercely chopped a sword lotus at Xiao Li.

Xiao Li's eyes turned cold, and he breathed out lightly towards the sword lotus, but the breath was like the same wind.

The sword lotus that Liu Qingqing slashed was quickly shattered in the wind, and completely dissipated before it could reach Xiao Li.

"You three, surrender and don't kill! If you dare to act recklessly, kill on the spot!" Xiao Li flicked his sleeves, his hands were behind his back, his demeanor was cold, like an old ancestor.

(End of this chapter)