Fairy Red Packets

The first thousand and forty-eight chapters

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The magic dragon lay on his back on the water, and as the waves rose and fell, his whole body was wounded, his chest was split open, revealing the internal organs.

He closed his eyes, his expression looked particularly stubborn, and the surrounding sea water was stained red with blood, making him look like a demon from the sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain.

"He is still angry!"

The old man with dry smoke reminded.

"Then make more money!"

In the two Golden Core Realms, one arm was forcibly broken, and the other brother was beaten to death by the dragon, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the dragon floating on the sea.

At this moment, the magic dragon suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth and smiled at the two of them.

Have you ever seen a man with a torn belly and a whole body smile smiling at you?

That scene, unimaginable horror, the two men were already aggressive, but suddenly stopped.

The magic dragon's smile was very strange, giving people a creepy feeling.

One of them suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the dragon and said, "Look at... he, he is recovering!"

Because of fear, his voice was trembling, so that everyone did not hear clearly what he was saying for the first time.

After a ten-second freeze, the old man with the dry smoke took the lead to recover, hissing loudly: "No, he is recovering quickly, can't stop, continue to attack!"

In an instant, all eyes swept toward the magic dragon.

At a glance, everyone suddenly felt their horror.

The wound of the magic dragon is recovering quickly, visible to the naked eye, just like fast-forwarding the lens.

The wound healed quickly, followed by his aura, which climbed at an extremely terrifying speed.

Everyone is aware of a problem and can't let him continue, otherwise all the previous efforts and sacrifices will be wasted.

"kill!"

With a loud roar, the horn of a new round of attack was opened, Bao Haizhu, the old man with dry smoke, Chen Shengxiang, Qiao Lifeng, Long Zaiye, etc.

Every martial arts master tried his best to vent towards the dragon.

however!

late!

Almost in a blink of an eye, the wound of the Devil Dragon was completely healed, and when he stood up, his murderous aura was more than three points higher than before.

"I said, you can't kill me!"

The Devil Dragon still had a cruel smile on his face, but his shot was even sharper.

Even the Devil Dragon didn't use any weapons, and relied on a pair of fists to fight with a group of masters.

However, it is not a group of masters beating the dragons, but a group of masters beating the dragons.

Anyone hit by him is either dead or disabled, and none is intact.

The personnel were consumed at an extremely fast rate, and a third of them died after a while.

The more they fought, the more frightened, and the more desperate they fought.

Because they found that the Devil Dragon was like Xiaoqiang who could not be killed, too tenacious.

Minor injuries are completely ignored, and will automatically recover in a few seconds.

Severe injuries also heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, cycling between injury-healing-re-injury-re-healing.

Can't kill at all!

However, the Seventy-Two Seas had already paid the price of nearly a hundred Golden Core Realms.

Nearly 100 Jindan realm corpses floated on the sea, with the ups and downs of the waves, blood stained the red sea.

Some were directly blown up, and the bodies were not found.

Everyone was frightened, and the fear gradually spread.

However, riding a tiger is difficult, they have no retreat, they can only reach the end.

"call!"

The old man with dry smoke blew out a firework, like a fire dragon flooding towards the magic dragon.

The magic dragon sneered disdainfully, and with a flick of his finger, a purple flame flew from his fingertips.

The fire dragon and the purple flame met in mid-air, as if they met a nemesis, they rolled back instantly.

No, it should be said that it is more suitable to escape, but he can't run. He is quickly overtaken and swallowed by the purple flames, and he also entangles the old man with the dry smoke.

"Go away!"

The purple flame was burning, and the old man with the dry smoke was so angry that he could not extinguish the fire after exhausting all his life learning.

He was horrified, he was desperate, he was a peak powerhouse in the Golden Core Realm who cultivated the dual attributes of water and fire, and he had few opponents in the seventy-two seas.

But now, his practice is completely restrained, and his life is hanging by a thread.

"The Song of Water!"

If the fire attack doesn't work, you can only change the water attack.

The old man with dry smoke yelled, and the surrounding sea water rushed towards him, forming a huge water column with the old man's body as the center.

The water column is ten meters high and one meter in diameter. The blue water column clearly shows the sound of water flowing.

With the continuous influx of sea water, the water column became more and more solid, and finally turned into a huge blue pillar made of steel.

"Strong and soft, I am invincible!"

The old man's voice came from inside the pillar. The next second, the pillar flew high in the sky and then fell vertically.

Target, the dragon!

Hum!

The falling speed of the pillar was fast, the air made a terrible hum, and the surrounding sea water was squeezed and dispersed into the distance.

The magic dragon in the center of the target was pressed down, and then it sank, and even the click of bones could be heard.

"Dead! Must die!"

Countless people who watched the game roared in their hearts, clenched their fists tightly, wishing to grab the pillar and slam it up.

At this moment, the magic dragon looked up at the pillar with a weird smile on his face.

"Yes, it's a bit interesting this way, it's already right!"

As he said, the dragon blasted out with a punch.

There was a moment of silence.

boom!

A monstrous explosion occurred immediately, and the pillar blasted open, turning into a large piece of sea water and falling down, drenching the dragon.

As the sea fell, the old man's thin body was caught by the dragon.

Got caught!

The old man's eyes widened in despair, he knew that he had no chance.

The next second, the magic dragon grabbed one of his legs, abruptly tore the old man in half, and threw it into the sea.

fear!

despair!

Everyone let out a cry of despair at the same time.

They have no chance!

Can't win!

Confidence collapsed in an instant, fighting spirit disappeared, and someone started to turn around and ran.

Purple flames appeared, and those who ran away were quickly overtaken, and then burned into black coal in just a few minutes.

They are in the Golden Core Realm!

In peacetime, you can enjoy all the glory and wealth and admiration by thousands of people. At this time, you can't even escape!

Then fight it!

The psychological breakdown, on the contrary, stimulated some people and began to counterattack desperately without any reservations.

Those who can hold on to this time are the strongest. At this time, they have taken out their tricks to press the bottom of the box desperately.

If you don't fight, this is your last chance. If you don't fight, you will die.

No one wants to die.

However, the facts have proved that in the face of absolute strength, it is useless to desperately, just to make one's own death stronger.

Chen Shengxiang died, under his own Mandarin Duck Sword.

The mighty man died, and his internal organs were smashed with a punch by the magic dragon.

Qiao Lifeng was dead. Seeing Lin Siling's danger, he rushed forward without hesitation.

Just to give his wife a chance to live a little longer.

Even if he understands, how slim this opportunity is.

The low-level warriors on the shore began to flee on a large scale. Seeing so many Jindan realm powerhouses being killed, their psychology had long since collapsed.

Chen Tong was in the crowd, terrified. He wanted to follow the crowd to escape, but he couldn't find Chen Xin.

He was anxious, and could only be anxious in place.

Jon Hui didn't run away either. She was surrounded by deep fear and could no longer move.

Looking at the brilliant battlefield in the distance, Jon Hui was full of tears.

She was once the proud girl of heaven, held and cared by countless people.

But now, those who cared for her fell one by one in front of her.

Her father died tragically, her beloved big brother was seriously injured, and her mother was in danger!

Jon Hui was upset.

She didn't know, should she run for her life, or save one of them?

Although she knew that she couldn't do it at all!