The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“21732; Buzz! Buzz!”

Sanskrit is dignified, and the battle law is slain.

Countless gold fonts and cumbersome patterns of gold symbols pile together to form a huge gold wall.

These walls come together from all directions, with Lee Shepherd at the core, bursting together in a tight seam, forming an airtight square barrel.

Shepherd Li is trapped in the middle of a square iron barrel. There is no escape route on all sides. There is no chance of survival in heaven and earth.

After Lee Shepherd entered the barrel, the Sanskrit suddenly accelerated, and the golden font spinned faster. It was like they were all living creatures, and they saw the great victory, and the great enemies would befall them, so they chanted more intensely, and spinning more passionately and courageously.

More golden fonts and symbols came from inside the stone trail, and then burst into the iron barrel of the block and disappeared. For each font or symbol that disappears, the gold color on the barrel lights up a point.

Now the barrels of square iron have glistened like a round of pride hanging over the canyon, and the eyes of those who shine are simply hard to see.

“How did this happen?” Lu Qi looked at the golden fonts that flooded and the golden barrels that wrapped Lee Shepherd in. “This Dragon Slaughter Canyon is a huge trap, and this whole Floating Slaughter City is a seal. When any dragon tribe accidentally breaks into this Dragon Slaughter Canyon, it will be furious to see the blood of its companions and the cut off skull, and it will wake up the dragon descent curse set by the great sages of high energy. Then, the whole floating city came alive, rallying the power of the city to suppress and destroy the dragons."

With these links in mind, the heart of Lu Opportunity cannot but be disgusted by the cunning and ferocious nature of mankind.

“Those bastards, how many dirty things do they have to do to stop? How dark is their heart, how evil is it to slaughter dragons at all costs? ”

Lu Qi's clenched fist shook gently, with a bewildered and sad look on his face.

“Is your insistence right or not? Or is their ultimate destiny? ”

Shepherd Li is in pain.

The headaches are cracked, the seven tricks are bleeding, the blood in the body boils wildly, and there is always the possibility of breaking through the constraints of the body and spraying everywhere.

Dragon-blooded fever, and now he feels his blood burning. They flow through the body once, which is tantamount to flipping and punching the entire body with a whip with salt water.

Ouch!

Pain in the heart, into the bone marrow.

More painful than any other pain in the world.

It's not just physical pain, it's the constant struggle of even the soul that twists.

That burning was designed specifically for the Dragon Nation, and every chant made Li Shepherd want to live and die.

They're swords, daggers, sickles of death, the sharpest killers in the world.

The more solemn they sound, the more devastating the damage to the shepherds.

The more powerful they sound, the more difficult it is for Lee Shepherd to escape and hide, and only to experience the pain of heavenly thunder striking over his head like a heavenly lid.

It is the removal of Lee's shepherd's soul from his body, followed by the most tragic punishment and curse against his soul.

Let them keep Lee Shepherd alive and dying.

Let Lee Shepherd live rather than die.

Shepherd Lee was tortured insanely.

His hands covered his head and he slammed his head against the golden wall. His head was filled with phagocytes, who were desperately sucking on its brains, biting the paddles and blood vessels in his brain.

He's gonna smash his head, he's gonna smash them to death.

Those walls are condensed by golden fonts and spells, but when Lee Shepherd hits them with his own head, he makes a 'bell' sound, like the bell of Jiangnan Lingdian Temple.

Gangnam.

The Temple of the Spirit.

Miss Lee.

It was such a relaxing and wonderful moment where his beloved loved ones were.

With these moments in mind, Lee's shepherd's heart was only at a moment of peace.

Soon, those spells crushed over in a more ferocious manner.

Li Shepherd's eyes cracked and punched and kicked.

He's no longer like a decent human being, more like a mad beast.

Shepherd Lee is crazy.

It's a demon.

Become a ghost.

Shepherd Li is sometimes transformed into a dragon and sometimes a human being.

Whether it is for man or for dragon, it is the ultimate pain, life and death.

In the chanting of the Sanskrit, that square of gold barrel is still bound and shrinking.

They constantly squeeze the space for the sheep to move, they squeeze the sheep into meat cakes, squeeze them into meat residue, squeeze out their blood, and destroy them.

“Ah."

“Roar."

“Ah."

“Roar."

Li Shepherd would rather cut himself on a felt plate than fry him in a frying pan.

Physical pain he could bear, but the pain his soul suffered was more unbearable than cutting his heart.

When you hear the roar of the Canyon, it becomes the roar of the dragon.

Lu Qi's fists are gripping tighter and tighter, and his forehead is already showing fine sweat beads.

There was a purple flame in her eyes, which she forced down again.

Soon, it burned again, more fierce and bold than the last time.

“Lee Shepherd” Lu Chi's voice was low and his eyes were red. “Is this your destiny, Shepherd Lee? Then what is my destiny? ”

“My destiny is you.” Lu Qi's voice is clear: “Even if you die, you can only die in my hands. ”

A small firebird appeared in the palm of Lu Qi's hand, and it pushed the firebird out violently.

A firebird exploded and his body became as big as that big golden barrel.

It rushed towards the big bucket, trying to break through the big bucket, trying to save the stuck sheep and lees.

Boom!

The firebird rushed towards the giant barrel, and the golden barrel was untouched. But the flames burning on the tail of the firebird have diminished a lot.

Firebirds were furious and rushed towards the big golden barrel again.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Until the flame fades and you lose all strength. Then it faded away and disappeared over this canyon.

The Dragon Prohibition is specifically directed against the Dragon Nation and other attacks are null and void.

Golden square barrels are getting smaller and the space for shepherds is getting smaller and smaller.

Around the corners of the barrel, red blood filament seeps out.

First one drop at a time, then a loud, downward madness.

Those blood dripped into the red blood pool at the bottom of the canyon, and the red pool shook a drop of ripples, and as more blood fell in, the pool began to react tremendously.

They're angry.

They growl.

They made a huge wave and slapped it towards the golden barrel.

Boom!

Inside the blood pool, a red shadow slammed past the big golden barrel.

Boom!

The big golden barrel made a huge noise, but it remained solid gold soup. The red shadow collapsed and dropped into the pool.

Boom!

Inside the skull of the mountain, a giant blue figure pounded over the golden barrel.

The green shadow is torn apart, and the bones on which it depends are cracked and broken into foam.

Boom, boom, boom.

Millions of giant phantoms swept up, dead or gone to crash into that golden barrel.

The king is in trouble, and Wanlong is dying.