Bug Master In Doomsday

At this time, Wang Mang finally saw the truth and futility of the golden dragon Gu Jiao, his low body also stood up straight again, and shouted at Gu Jiao who was not far away: "Hello!"

Gu Jiao, who was about to regain a bit of vitality, was flying back to Jinlongtan. When Wang Mang screamed, he shivered. The bit of vitality that finally condensed was so frightened that it dissipated, and it was also involved. The wound on his back caused Gu Jiao to grin with pain in an instant.

Following the prestige, a black-clad weirdo without the presence of a warrior is beckoning towards him.

Gu Jiao was seriously injured at this time, and his strength was at his weakest. A casual seventh-level martial artist was able to bear his own life. Could this sudden appearance of the black-clad monster be Ge Tian's backhand, and he came here specially. Ambushed and killed yourself? !

Thinking of this, Gu Jiao roared up to the sky, his voice was stern and painful, and he had practiced hard for two hundred and eighty years. Is it coming to an end today! ?

Wang Mang did not care about the thoughts in Gu Jiao, the golden dragon, but only took two steps forward, carefully looking at Gu Jiao, who was constantly oozing golden blood, and kept the distance in a place where he could react.

"You are dead, can you lend me the corpse, I think your dragon body is really good!"

Wang Mang looked at it for a while and found that the golden dragon Gu Jiao was indeed seriously injured. At least he would be dying if he didn't get help in time. Therefore, Wang Mang also stood at least 100 meters away from Gu Jiao and shouted his thoughts!

"Asshole! Thief! I have cultivated for fifty years to gain wisdom, and I stepped into the path of practice. It was another eighty years to cultivate into a water dragon! Only one hundred and fifty years ago, I had survived the thunder and turned into a golden dragon! I am after death. Blasting Dragon Ball, a dragon body will not be cheap for you brutal warriors!"

Golden Dragon Gu Jiao heard what Wang Mang screamed, and the angry dragon's beard trembled wildly, touching the wound and vomiting a big mouthful of blood.

"There! Watching Jiao fell there! He was severely injured and dying by Ge Tian's two swords! It is impossible to maintain eightfold strength!"

"Haha, okay, Gu Jiao's pair of dragon horns must be left to me! It just happens that the family lacks a set of decorations that can be lively!"

"Then I want dragon scales and dragon tendons! I want to build a golden dragon longbow!"

"Dragon blood, the old man of Dragon Ball wants it, you can come to Yao's house to get some spiritual crystals, spiritual things, it is my compensation to you!"

In the sky, the five or six martial artists of the seventh level who had previously smiled at Gu Jiao were laughing and talking to each other, pointing at the seriously injured Gu Jiao on the ground, dividing their favorite parts.

"It's really a group of wild dogs that rushed on when they smelled the smell of meat!" Wang Mang looked at the five or six powerhouses of the seventh stage that were approaching in the sky, and couldn't help shaking his head. The morality of these people is really low. , Retreat if there is danger, go up if there is advantage! Like a pack of wild dogs!

Na Gu Jiao also heard the loud conversation of the people in the sky dividing his body, and unprecedented anger emerged from a pair of majestic dragon eyes.

"Although Ge Tian and I have a grudge, he cut the old man a sword for you, the common people. He still admires him for being an old man, but what qualifications do these beasts have to point me to me and speak out!"

With this angry word roaring, the golden dragon Gu Jiao's dragon eyes are also a little darker. I am afraid that he will not be able to escape this life and death catastrophe today, or that is it, the old enemy Ge Tian is also dead, and he is self-exploding Dragon Ball. , Do not let this group of beasts take advantage!

Gu Jiao, who was about to lead the Dragon Ball power to explode, was interrupted by Wang Mang's words, "Gu Jiao, don't rush to explode. I have the ability to protect you from death, but in the future, I will share my life with me. I will die. You die, I live, you live, do you want to?"

Wang Mang held his left hand and trembled constantly, emitting a hot dragon-shaped blood pattern, and he asked Gu Jiao in a loud voice with a bit of excitement.