Monster life starting from picking up materials

Let Long have a good sleep or not!

The roar of the Spinosaurus was torn apart by the violent wind and pressed into the soil by the rain, leaving no trace of its figure.

The torrential downpour woke Ji Jie up like a flood. Just as Spinosaurus was about to burst into anger, it was suppressed by the heavy rain, making the whole dragon extremely depressed.

Looking at the waterspout with lightning and thunder, and the two shadows faintly illuminated by lightning deep in it, Ji Jie's bad mood seemed to disappear in an instant, and his eyes became clear.

Holy crap, ancient dragons fighting, regional turf wars.

Ji Jie recognized at a glance that the Steel Dragon and Mingbo Dragon were in the center of the storm and judged the current situation.

But what can he do?

The storm was approaching, and the rain still pouring down on his head blurred his vision.

The impression of the ancient dragon in the game who fell to the ground and died six minutes later after three hammers could not match the current situation.

Look at this magnificent storm, the tornado that connects the sea and the sky, and the lightning and thunder in the storm.

This is the style that Gu Long should have. Let him beat Gu Long, then forget it and go to bed.

Ji Jie really planned to go to bed.

The Spinosaurus twisted its body in the rain, as if it was taking a bath.

wrong.

Feeling the familiar rhythm of his body and the extremely high heat output, he was a little dazed.

Obviously, in addition to humming in the shower, you should also dance a little.

This seemed to be an involuntary reaction on his part, but he was reluctant to stop it.

It's like lying in bed and not wanting to get up. When you're in a bad state, you can't even muster the strength to struggle.

With some effort, he could stop dancing, then turn around and find a good place to hide at the foot of the mountain.

But he just didn't want to try hard, didn't want to try hard to stop dancing.

He felt that he was already invincible against ordinary monsters, so why not challenge higher levels.

Just like when it was a thiapod, it dared to drag its younger brothers across an ecological niche to attack birds. Now that it is a Spinosaurus, why doesn't it dare to do so?

The strong wind and rain could not shake the Spinosaurus's heart. It all just looked scary, but it could not blow him away or drown him.

It just looks scary.

Perhaps the leap from hairy spider to thief dragon was achieved by eating carrion, but the main theme of his evolution was courage, wisdom and billions of strength.

The current Spinosaurus form was the luck of the dice, but he could prove on this stormy night that it was more than just luck!

He doesn't like to eat carrion, nor does he like to follow monsters to pick up materials. He prefers to treat monsters as equal opponents, tearing off every piece of material with his own sharp teeth and claws, letting the hot dragon blood go into his throat!

By the way, have a good meal.

The alien soul no longer hindered the dance that was guided by the deepest desire in his heart. He became one with the dance in the violence.

If you want to sleep, sleep; if you want to give up, don't struggle; if you want to make a fortune, don't hesitate.

Being free from social constraints and being able to do what one wants, this is——

Monster!

The blood vessels all over the Spinosaurus expanded, and the fine black lines on its dark green shell lit up in the rain.

The dragon energy from the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which seemed to come from the abyss, rose from its mouth, but it did not extinguish the flames accumulated in the fire bag.

Paralyzing poison, hemorrhagic poison, dragon energy, explosive fluid, and finally, the flame that can light up the night sky.

Ji Jie was stuffing all kinds of stuff into his mouth.

The sound of the flying dragon's dancing steps trampling on the ground seemed to break through the blockade and precipitation of the wind and rain, and was transmitted powerfully under the chaotic sky.

The battlefield in the storm is getting closer, a little closer, a little closer!

The Steel Dragon repelled the Ming Wave Dragon, but it doesn’t matter, it’s still a fight!

The final part of the Flying Dragon Dance is 1000% determined to beat up all the guys who disturbed my sleep!

The dim light at the beginning of destruction flew out from the Spinosaurus' mouth, tearing through the wind and rain that blocked its way, and flew towards the figure in the center of the storm that was breathing towards the ship.

Ship? What ship?

Gasping for breath, Ji Jie saw the large brigantine being lifted up by the waves and then blown away by the storm, and finally flying straight towards him.

Passing by the flames of destruction.

,.

The double sound shook the sky.

Destruction was planted in the storm like a seed in the soil, and soon it blossomed into a deep flower.

The flowers were swaying, and a honey-like poison was dripping from the stamens, stirred into a thick purple mist by the storm.

The flower opened its bloody mouth again, and gas that flickered back and forth between red and black gushed out, spreading everywhere as the storm moved.

Every gust of wind in the center of the storm was controlled by the dark being, flowing past him and into his chest.

Venom dripped from the mouth of the being that looked like a rusted sculpture, rusty dragon dust surged around him, and his absolute control over the storm was being stripped away.

Familiar? No.

Because he has never experienced it.

Strange? Not strange.

Because there are ancient memories of fellow tribesmen being humiliated by this poison.

But how could Long Feng retreat so easily?

The turbulent dragon energy dust was shattered by the dragon light at the claw tip, and the poison also quickly dissipated under the dragon wind that penetrated the body.

But his enemies are not just the flying dragons on the distant mountains.

The enemy under the sea had already discovered the clues, and used the water vapor on his body to capture the poisonous fog in the air and rolled it back into the sea, crashing into his body which was becoming increasingly sluggish due to his age.

The storm roared and accused uncontrollably.

But it was too late to save him. The tentacle-like wings of the ancient water dragon, filled with poison, embraced him, and during the entanglement, they reached into his rusty shell and pierced into his fragile new armor.

Gulongdu, an elderly steel dragon individual, fell into the ocean and was pressed to the bottom of the sea by a whirlpool.

The ancient water dragon used water as a medium to inject poison into the heavy and rusted body of the steel dragon.

No wind could ever reach him across the sea.

There was no light left to illuminate his life anymore.

In the crystal-wrapped land, the flowing myriad lights were still trembling with the vibration of the light cocoon, but they could not allow the dying old steel dragon to fight again.

The light sank, the earth veins trembled, and the earth vein god sleeping in the golden lava turned over gracefully.

But these had nothing to do with Ji Jie for the time being. He was crashing head-on into the huge brigantine, and the aftershock of the fiery breath left him with almost no strength to move his body.

He only had time to steady himself and let out a roar of greeting.

"boom!"

The strong heart of the Spinosaurus, which was strong enough to withstand the mighty flood, was finally shaken, and Ji Jie was knocked directly off the cliff.

The investigation team's ship was not in a better condition. It crashed into the twin peaks on both sides and hit the horn of the Spinosaurus near the center of the sailboat.

The Star Ship was cut in half and ran aground on the Twin Peaks in two parts.

"The good news is, neither we nor our ship were reduced to pieces!"

The blond commander used his arm to push away the broken rudder that was pressing on him, raised his fist and shouted, then turned around and tore his commander off the armrest.

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Chapter 92 Investigation Team.

The regimental commander rubbed his face to maintain an optimistic mood and expression, and took out supplies to feed some to his commander.

After ensuring the commander's vital signs, the regiment commander took away his supplies and began to rescue others.

"Ahem, ahem, thank God I didn't die."

The swordsman pushed away the mast that had broken into several sections and was pressing down on his body, pulled himself out of a pile of broken wood boards, and climbed back to the broken deck along the hanging ropes.

"need any help?"

The team leader raised the medicine in his hand.

"Give it to someone who needs it more. I have it in me."

The swordsman dragged his greatsword up, leaned on it and opened the small bottle of Spinosaurus toxin.

It seems that I really have to use it myself. That breath just now should have been emitted by the Thorn Tea Dragon, right?

They were obviously not safe yet, as a large monster at the top of the food chain was roaming nearby.

A little of the Spinosaurus's venom was poured out and diluted into the recovery medicine in another bottle.

After taking a gulp, his five senses instantly became much clearer. After wiping the rain off his visor, he could see clearly again.

The team leader is still rescuing other investigators, and he has to take responsibility for protecting the investigation team.

The swordsman master, who had recovered his strength, stood up and went to the highest point of the wrecked ship to impose martial law, while looking into the storm.

It had been quite a while since they got up, and the two figures in the storm had disappeared, as had the fierce lightning and thunder.

Is the battle over, or has it moved elsewhere?

But the storm did not dissipate, and it still followed its previous trajectory, carrying sea water towards the coast.

The leader and the investigators who were in good condition were retreating with the seriously injured, using the boats as shelter to withstand the storm.

The burly blond man waved at him, indicating that it was time for him to come down.

The swordsman dragged his greatsword in the wind, standing still as a mountain, and then met up with his companions, dripping with water.

"How is it? Thankfully, even though the injuries vary, everyone's vital signs have been successfully stabilized!"

The captain's flying golden hair was also well-behaved under the heavy rain, but as his head shook, the golden hair became wet and messy and fluttered.

"Fortunately, we can't see any of the ancient dragons anymore, and no other threats have been spotted nearby for the time being."

"Catching a cold, new world germs, acclimatization... these are the main threats. Supplies will definitely be consumed in large quantities over the next period of time. I'm afraid this guy will be heartbroken when he wakes up."

The regimental commander shook the still unconscious commander.

"I'll go inside and get some hot drinks."

"The Bobcats have gone."

"it is good."

The topic cooled down for a while until one of the editors woke up with nightmare nonsense.

"Ancient dragons, two ancient dragons!"

"Just be patient, it's all over."

"I understand, but—"

The compiler tried to climb onto the boat, but was pulled down by the male dragon man who remained silent:

"They're gone. Curiosity outweighing fear is not a good thing."

"I don't think the captain is afraid—"

A green shadow flew up from the bottom of the cliff, interrupting the investigators' conversation.

Everyone watched the monster that could fly in such bad weather, and watched it land on the mountain.

Spinosaurus, a monster rarely seen in the Old World.

The swordsmanship master was about to step forward, but stopped at the words of the other female editor.

"The Spinosaurus isn't very aggressive, so don't provoke it yet."

At this time, the Spinosaurus's head stretched out and almost reached his face.

This guy is huge, very huge, he is not even as tall as his horn.