The Legend of the Dragon King

“Mai Lin, how are you?” Ancient Moon pressed one hand on the back of Tang Dynasty Lin, and the soft light attribute soul burst into his body. The warmth of the formation made Tang Dynasty Lin feel much better.

“Fine.” Tang Mailin took a deep breath. Although the chills continued to spread in his body, and there was a hint of angina, what was this compared to a few days ago? If it was painful or not, then at best it's the kind of stomachache you have when you have to get a tummy.

Zhang Yangzi looked at Tang Mailin. For the first time, he showed surprise on his face. He was hit by his own dark shadow. He could still stand there as if he were his own. What is this situation?

“You, die!” Ancient Moon suddenly shouted, Tang Danglin grabbed it and she had already rushed out.

With a flashing blue light on her body, her speed accelerated suddenly, her hands swung simultaneously, a bunch of fireballs, an ice cone, and the sky and ground quickly flew towards the wind of the three.

Meanwhile, the blue light on the ancient moon began to grow stronger and brighter, as did her eyes. After the first round of fireballs, his hands had completely turned ice-blue, and that ice cone was broken in the air and then blended into the blue light.

The wind whistled, making it as if the teachers and students watching the war had returned to the days before the typhoon. Ice in the wind, in just 10 years, has been turned into a wind column about five meters high, one meter in diameter towards Zhang Yangzi three people.

Temperatures plummeted on the stage, and in the wind, a piece of broken ice cut the air like a sharp blade, releasing a raging wave.

Zhang Yangzi's face changed, Wang Jinxian actively topped the front, and the other two also released their own soul strength protection.

Evasion? The air flow on the entire stage seems to be controlled by this column, dragging their bodies down at least half the speed, and there is no escape from the tornado.

Dragon Heng Xu is foolish on the stage, right? Is this a spiritual technique that a looper can unleash? Can't a tricyclical soul master have this level of millennial soul loop skills?

Snow storm! A combination of elements of ice and wind.

The strongest of the three in the fifth class in the first grade was not Xie Xie Yue, whose soul strength was cultivated to the highest and who had a twin martial arts soul, but Ancient Moon.

Before the match, Ancient Moon never really showed her strength. Today, Tang Danglin was injured by the other party. She only released one of her current toughest methods of attack with anger.

However, when the ice and snow storm released, Ancient Moon's little face was also bleak white and her body swayed. Fortunately, Tang Danglin held her back before falling.

The collision kept ringing from the ice storm, which tore the bodies of three entrants in the first class. Invisible to see, there is a ray of light that keeps flashing, which means that they can also support themselves with their own weapons and souls.

Thank you for holding the Dragon Dagger in your hand. The light flashed in your eyes. Because of the ice storm, he had already eaten it. He best understood how powerful the ice storm was. As a sensitive warrior, even now he has reached the second environmental realm, even if there are twin martial arts souls, facing the ice and snow storm, he still can't stop it. In order to deal with this, it is possible to predict ahead of time and run far away.

Though often arguing with Ancient Moon, Xie was quite admirable of Ancient Moon's strength.

Ice and snow storms lasted for more than a dozen seconds before fading away, and even the temperatures around the stage dropped dramatically.

Zhang Yangzi's figure gradually appeared, the top of Wang Jinxi, the school uniform on his body has become a cloth cloth, a fine wound and a dense cloth. Finally, he covered his face with his arms, which is not enough to break the face.

Zhang Yangzi and Wei Xiaofeng are doing better, but they are also pale, and their soul power consumption is quite significant in order to resist this soul technique.

The eyes of the junior year students watching the games under the stage have all changed. Is this really a freshman in the first grade? How strong will she be in the future?

Xie Xie held a light dragon dagger and walked one step toward the other, "Admit you lost. ”

Everyone can see that Zhang Yangzi's soul strength is at least half consumed, and they all suffer varying degrees of injury.

Long Hengxu also walked out, and he was ready to end the game. Although he was reluctant to admit it, the girl in the fifth class in the first grade showed too much strength. He finally understood why he was so arrogant in the dance sky that he was willing to plead with himself for this intervener. He was such a pig brain!

“We haven't lost yet.” Zhang Yangzi's eyes were still sharp and the words almost popped out of his teeth.

Wei Xiaofeng glanced at him and said with some hesitation: “Really or..."

Zhang Yangzi took a hard look at him, "We can't lose. Golden Seal, come on! ”

Wang Jinxian suddenly straightened his waist rod, shouted up heaven, and the black airflow on his body became stronger again.

With a glimmer of drama in Xie's eyes, in their present state, can it still be overwhelming? His figure flashed, he jumped toward Zhang Yangzi first. Of course, he could see that Zhang Yangzi was the core of the three people.

But that was when a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky and a black light erupted from its mouth, blocking the thank you shock and slowing him down.

Then Xie was surprised to see that Zhang Yangzi had already jumped behind Wang Jinxian, and held Wang Jinxian's waist with his arms open from behind.

The low dragon chanting, the bright eagle sounding almost simultaneously, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxiang's body simultaneously became dark as ink, and then, finally, a strange fusion.

Zhang Yangzi's body turned into black light and quietly blended into Wang Jinxiao's body. His original heap of light wings quickly grew into Wang Jinxiao's wings.

Wang Jinxi's body began to expand and grow, and a huge tail protruded from behind his hip, and his left arm then turned into the same bone dragon claw as his right arm, and the breath soared.

“Fuck off!” Some of the low voices sounded, becoming huge Wang Jinxian a bone dragon claw flying out, Xie tried to avoid, suddenly a black appeared around his body, he just felt like he was stuck in a swamp.

This all came so suddenly, Tang Dynasty Lin's blue silver grass didn't have time to pick up the first time, Xie Xiang only had time to keep his light dragon dagger and shadow dragon dagger in front of him, and was slapped flying.

Man is still in the air, a bite of blood has been gushed out, Tang Mailin even heard the crisp fracture of his arm.

“Thank you!” Tang Mailin flied up and caught Xie Xie's body being knocked off.

Xie met his eyes closed, people had passed out, and the light dragon dagger and shadow dragon dagger on his hands disappeared and his breath was weak.

“Son of a bitch, it's just a game!” Tang Mailin roared and rushed towards the giant bone dragon at all costs.

As he flew, his right arm started with his finger and a layer of golden scales slowly emerged, and his entire arm seemed to be rounded.

Tang Danglin's eyes had completely turned golden, his left foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and he actually made a low roar.

His men, like artillery shells, flew straight towards the mutated king's seal.

Wang Jinxi's body has changed a lot more than before, his back wings slapped, his body up to two meters flew a few points, his body swayed, his long tail running straight behind Tang Danlin to draw.

Tang Mailin opened his mouth, a breath of black gas sprayed out of his mouth, his right palm suddenly became larger, his fingers became longer, a gold nail quickly drilled out, likewise into dragon claw shape.

But unlike Wang Jinxi's bone dragon claw, his dragon claw is five.

“Pfft!” Tang Dynasty Lin's golden dragon claw slapped blatantly on the tail of the bone that distorted the air. Tang Dynasty Lin's body was punched up, but there was also a glimmer of gold on the tail of the bone.

Tang Dynasty Lin curled his body in the air, one rolled over, several blue silver grass wrapped around Wang Jinxiao's bone dragon body, with the help of the pulling force of blue silver grass, pulled himself over again, the gold dragon claw fell and grabbed towards Wang Jinxiao head.

Wang Jinxi's two bone dragon claws converged towards the center, while simultaneously shooting toward Tang Mailin. But just then, a bright dragon burst into the mouth of Tang Dynasty Lin.