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Chapter 77: Wing Maker, Immortal Dragonborn, Shura Field

His figure flapped the huge wings of light behind him again, and the golden-white light surged on them, slashing along the illusory waist.

call out--!

Huanlong's face darkened. Half of her body recoiled, and she felt a surge of heat that distorted even the atmosphere of the sea of ​​clouds. A golden-white light slashed through the air, tearing a vast rift through space.

The Wing Makers leader once again displayed unrivaled power, leaving Huanlong stunned.

Is it another imaginary force similar to the core of a star?

Her hands rapidly absorbed the life force drawn from the Mysterious Lotus of Abundance, repairing themselves. The massive, previously severed arm was enveloped in a shroud of emerald green light, once again filling in the shape of light and shadow.

The WingMakers leader did not try to stop her during this process, knowing full well that he could not stop her...

The latter flapped its huge wings of light and directly arrived at the area where Huanlong had originally captured Jing Yuan. Due to the recent rupture of his arms, Jing Yuan's mental state was corroded by destruction, and he lost the stability of continuous contact and fell from a high altitude.

The WingMaker leader came down and took him in. From beneath his mask, he carefully glanced at everyone present, then unwittingly imprinted a trace of the "Glorious" mark on his palm, then pretended nothing had happened.

In less than a few seconds...

Jing Yuan regained consciousness from his hazy state, and the corners of his eyes were filled with fatigue.

It can be seen that his mental state is no longer the previous state of mindlessness controlled by illusions, but on the contrary, it feels like he has experienced a serious illness and has become very weak.

Jing Yuan closed his eyes for a few times, regained some energy, then slowly opened his eyes and saw the person who came to rescue him.

The pair of shining wings made Jing Yuan look a little puzzled: "It turned out to be you..."

A cold voice came from behind the WingMakers leader's mask: "Who do you think it is?"

Jing Yuan looked thoughtful. He thought it would be the Dragon Lord 'Dan Heng' whom he had warned before entering here.

However, he had previously expressed his need for help to the WingMakers leader, saying, "You don't want your people (subordinates) to stay in jail forever." In some ways, that was a form of coercion, but unexpectedly, the latter arrived earlier than expected.

"Thanks, Yan." Jing Yuan said sincerely.

The Wing Maker leader folded up his enormous wings of light, which were as big as giant blades. He snorted, "This is just a deal. If you really want to thank me, then let my people go. We must still pursue the path of the Lord of Light..."

Jing Yuan did not comment on this. This group of wing-makers who did not respect the "Abundant" pharmacist would definitely be a very brave vanguard if they could solve the historical problems left over from the Immortal Boat.

Do not--

Rather, the predecessor of the Tianbosi Battleship Pilots was designed based on the battlefield's helpless response to the flying Wing Makers. The Wing Makers were born to be "rulers of the sky"!

How could we let go of such an ethnic group so easily after finally capturing them?

"General!"

Bai Lu walked quickly with her short legs and came to him and took out her gourd.

Jing Yuan waved his hand: "My current condition cannot be treated with medication."

He glanced down at his arm, where a distinct black mist mark, the color of the Black Lotus of Destruction, remained. This was the erosion of the power of destruction, and only with the corresponding power could the barrier be broken.

Bai Lu felt a little disappointed because she couldn't help, and her little face looked depressed.

Jing Yuan told her not to feel down about her current immaturity: "Now is not your time, Bai Lu. One day, you will become the Dragon Lord of the immortal ship Luofu."

After chuckling a few times, Jing Yuan's gaze returned to the sea of ​​clouds above his head. He did not forget that while he was taking advantage of this time to recover, Huanlong, whose arms were cut off by the Wing Maker leader, was also repairing himself.

Both sides were recovering, but Jing Yuan's face still looked very weak, while the posture of Huan Long's hands had been restored to its original state with the injection of fluorescent light.

"As ants, your power is very interesting." Huanlong said sarcastically, staring at the Wing Maker leader and Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan laughed slowly, "You're the only one who can fight us ants so well. As an envoy, you can do this."

"You're so sharp-tongued!" Huanlong's face suddenly darkened and he snorted coldly.

While she was looking at it, she glanced at the sword on Jing Yuan's waist quietly moving, and inexplicably thought of what Fan Yu said, "The villain dies because he talks too much."

"Procrastinating to heal yourself?"

Huanlong slowly raised his hand, and the tremendous power of destruction condensed between his palms.

Witnessing the sweeping destructive power, Jing Yuan felt a dull pain tugging at his body. His expression darkened, and he immediately swung his formation blade. Meanwhile, the divine monarch, having been summoned from the heavens, emerged as a massive golden figure, once again wielding a lance of light, towards Huanlong.

"Do you still think this thing can work?" Huanlong snorted disdainfully, and stretched out his other hand directly to the sky, grabbing the golden light spear thrown by the God.

Bang!

Light exploded from the ceiling, and the God's shadow immediately disappeared, while the illusory arm broke and shattered again, and re-entered the healing and repair of the abundant divine power.

She endured the pain in her hand, gritted her teeth and moved towards Jing Yuan with her other hand.

[Anyone?]

A voice appeared in Huanlong's heart, and at the same time made her realize that these were the thoughts coming from Fanyu.

Huanlong instinctively looked in another direction. The "Immortal" dragon descendant who had disappeared at some point in time had already stepped on the water dragon, condensing a huge tide in the sky, and was about to overturn.

"Dan Heng!" March Seven called out in surprise.

Fan Yu: "This is... "Drinking the Moon"? "

"Yi...Sun King, won't you take action?" Xing originally wanted to speak to her godfather, but she felt that was too attentive, so she simply pretended to be a cold girl.

Fan Yu watched the scene in silence.

Huanlong obviously intended to eliminate everyone except himself and a few connectors.

And the people here also hope to defeat Huanlong.

His personal inclination was naturally towards order, siding with Xing and Bailu. However, Huanlong's desire to connect to Depth 7 would be read if Fanyu made a move.

Recalling the world of the previous life, if this was an ordinary life scene.

His current state is actually a bit like being in the center of a Shura field.

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Chapter 78 "Yellow Bird"

"This is indeed a vast Shura field. The same is true throughout the entire universe..."

At a mysterious place far away beyond the sea of ​​clouds, purple-haired Kafka sighed as she looked at the scene ahead.

"Where will 'Destiny' go...? Will it be as Elio's 'script' depicts, with the Moon Drinker riding a dragon and the Destroyer retreating? Or will it be those three bubbles of time and space that lead to the end?"

She watched the scene ahead with interest.

One of the variables in front of Xianlong Dayu Palace, Jingliu, was blocked by A Ren. The two people from Tianbosi had not arrived yet. The only exception in the scene was the Wing Makers who inexplicably appeared a thousand years ago and followed the ownerless destiny of "Glory (Sun)".

However, the biggest variable is the man who ruined Elio's script, but at this moment he did not take any action.

The center of the battlefield.

Huanlong was prepared to face Danheng's incoming attack. He had already been forewarned in his memory, and his attack towards Jingyuan suddenly stopped, snorting coldly.

Dan Heng, who was in the process of moving: "?!"

From the corner of Huanlong's eyes, he had clearly anticipated this hidden plan. A flicker of surprise crossed Danheng's face, and the next second, he saw the waterspout being swept up by countless vines that suddenly spread from below, like a swarm of snakes devouring a dragon, and they rushed towards it.

The Jianmu roots, imbued with the power of abundance, were covered in destructive substances and entangled with water dragons. The Xuanlian, imbued with the power of abundance, continuously released the power of 'transformation' to replenish the Jianmu roots' vitality.

The attacks from both sides made a continuous "hissing" sound in the air. Countless golden snakes composed of vines were seen gnawing at the huge water dragon, splashing water, and then gradually vaporized into white mist in the golden flames.

The scene of a group of snakes devouring a water dragon took place in the sky in just a breath.

With a loud "splash", the huge water dragon broke into several pieces in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it collapsed into a large pool of water, splashing onto the sea of ​​clouds.

Before Dan Heng could react, he was hit on the spot by the destructive force grasped in Huanlong's hand.

Whoosh!

A ball of golden fire cloud filled the air, and Dan Heng's body was swept under the sea of ​​clouds.

"Gu..."

Dan Heng's body flew backwards, and a few mouthfuls of hot blood gushed out of his throat as he fell back in the air at high speed.

Walter, March Seven, Ji Zi, and Jing Yuan all looked shocked.

The savior in their eyes the previous second was seriously injured the next second. The disparity between the two seemed too subversive.

"Why did Huanlong anticipate Danheng's attack?" Jing Yuan stared at the sky, his eyes filled with deep confusion.

If it was said that when the Wing Maker appeared before, it was understandable that Huanlong was able to react because the light was too dazzling. After all, the Wing Maker's supersonic flight itself makes a lot of noise.

However, Dan Heng's ability to control water is already very good in terms of flexibility, so it is a bit puzzling that he was discovered.

Even if his companions called out, that was after Dan Heng's attack.

"I agree... Could it be that this Lord of Extinction has eyes on his back?" Bai Lu muttered.

In her opinion, even Dan Heng, who had a blood connection with her, was difficult to detect at the first sight.

Not to mention, General Jing Yuan had deliberately used the God and himself to attract Huanlong's attention, and Dan Heng's own concealment was also noticed by Huanlong.

Among the crowd, Fan Yu felt inexplicably...

Honestly, only three people have ever shared such a strong connection. Furthermore, Huanlong, the "Connector," has far surpassed Cocolia and Natasha in spiritual attainments. She's able to grasp my general thoughts through that connection and respond in real time, demonstrating her exceptional qualities.

"Open your eyes?" Huanlong heard Bai Lu's words, his massive body looking down at the tiny dragon man below. "Such an obvious action, how could it be unexpected? Don't make people laugh, 'Immortal' Dragonborn. General Jing Yuan of the Immortal Ship 'Luofu' is one of the best in his strategy among the Seven Heavenly Generals of the Imperial Bow."

"He dared to appear before me alone. Do you think I wasn't prepared?"

When he said the second half of the sentence, Huanlong let out a snort of obvious displeasure.

Fan Yu: "..."

No one could refute Huanlong's condescending attitude. He argued that the WingMakers' two consecutive attacks had been targeted and inflicted damage, and that the enemy had fully reacted to the subsequent attacks. This, in a sense, made people realize that they were likely not on the same level. It was even more despairing.

however--

Just when Huanlong was feeling proud of herself for defeating everyone in the field and was about to give Luofu a grand feast of 'destruction', a sudden puffing sound was heard behind her.

A golden light curtain, with wings emitting blue-green light, pierced directly into the heart of the illusory silhouette of a huge female body.

"Goo!"

The phantom body was attacked and suddenly leaned forward.

"Guha!" Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out of her throat and she almost lost consciousness.

Huanlong subconsciously turned around, struggling to see the person coming, only to see a silhouette encased in a halo of light. She couldn't see clearly, but she could tell what race the silhouette symbolized.

"Wing Maker...how could it be?" Huanlong showed an expression of disbelief.

Her eyes subconsciously looked towards the Wing Maker leader who had cut off a pair of her arms before, and then looked at the Wing Maker in front of her.

They have the same outline, the same wing size, and even the color and aura are exactly the same.

"Light has the ability to refract, but it does not belong to the category of power, and it does not even exist in the form of energy. How can you, the arrogant and high-handed "messengers", notice the movement of an ant?" said the WingMakers leader coldly.

As he finished speaking, his previous form completely disappeared.

A trace of surprise appeared in his hazy eyes: "How is it possible..."

In her eyes, this person was just a small pawn, but now he was using such a clumsy method——

"That's what they say: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"Pfft!"

Without seeing the other person's body, Huanlong only felt a sharp pain in his chest again.

All I saw was the piercing feather, which sank into the heart of the phantom giant female body like a meat grinder, outlining a glowing core from it.

Chapter 79 "From today on, I will stand on——" (Update)

Blood splattered from the sky, and Huanlong couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The whole body collapsed...

“This is the ‘Symbol of Glory’!” whispered the WingMaker leader.

The illusory outline of the immortal female body lost the energy filling in its core and suddenly became dying.