The Legend of the Dragon King

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A gleaming golden halo released from him for a moment, and Wang Jinxi's bone dragon claw stalled for a moment.

The Golden Dragon Claw was filmed head-on.

“Hands off!” Dragon Hengxu and Ye Yiluo shouted the two words almost simultaneously.

But at this time, Tang Mailin, already lost his mind because of the anger caused by Xie's severe injuries, Jin Long claw was fully photographed and can no longer be recovered.

At this time, a long palm appeared silently on Tang Mailin's right arm, gently swinging, causing Tang Mailin's body to deflect. The golden dragon claw, originally slapped on the top of Wang Jinxia's head, became slapped on the right bone dragon claw of Wang Jinxia.

“Bang!”, Wang Jinxian, who was almost twice as big as Tang Danglin, was hit directly from the air by this claw. Tang Mailin himself, driven by a soft force, landed on one side.

“Enough!” The cold voice sounded in his ears, like a morning clock and a twilight drum, awakening Tang Mailin.

Long Sky stood beside him and hugged a seriously injured Xie Xie.

Wang Jinxi's bone dragon landed, the first tail hit by Tang Mailin Jinlong claw made a crisp breaking sound, and the bone dragon claw on his right also broke and drowned.

Also at this point, Wang Jinxi's mutated body separated in a black halo, screaming from both populations at the same time.

Zhang Yangzi was lying on the floor with his legs broken, while Wang Jinxiao broke his right arm and the severe pain made them scream unbearably loud.

This escalation was so tragic that no one could have anticipated it beforehand.

“Teacher Dance, how can you let your cadets do this?” Ye Luo had also jumped to the stage, finger dancing long sky roaring.

“'Let's go,' said Dance Long Sky.” He never even looked at Ye Luo from the beginning.

Ye Xiaoluo just wanted to chase her, but she felt the extreme sharp cold smell coming from the dancing sky, which made her feel frozen all over the room for a moment, and finally failed to take this step.

Tang Mailin's right arm has returned to normal, and a sense of weakness ensued. Although he had just breathed a dark breath, there was still some bitter cold between his chest.

Followed by the dancer, concerned to see Xie encounter in the dancer's arms, the ancient moon also came together. Together we got off the stage.

Long Hengxu stood on the stage, his face was shady as if to drip out water.

Now, something big happened.

A promotion, three seriously injured, as referees themselves, blame no one! This is a major accident that hasn't happened in years.

Dancing with Xie Qiang in his arms, he went directly to the infirmary and was examined by a teacher with a therapeutic soul. Throttle, just a stress fracture, small arm fracture in both arms, not a minor injury, but nothing elsewhere in the body, it's just that the gut has been subjected to some shock, it takes a certain amount of nourishment.

Tang Mailin's remaining dark energy was also dissolved by the teacher.

“Dance teacher, I...” Tang Danglin looked at standing there and said nothing about the cold dancing sky, trying to explain something.

“Needless to say, you did nothing wrong. You two, go back and rest.” The dance was long and bland.

“Oh, thank you...” asked Tang Mailin.

“I'm here.” The dancing sky looked at him.

At this moment, Tang Mailin suddenly felt that the cold appearance of the teacher, the chill did not seem so strong.

Tang Mailin and Gu Yue left the infirmary together, and neither of them looked well. Thank you for breaking your arms, which is definitely a serious injury.

Tang Danglin's heart was full of self-reproach. If he could tie a blue silver grass on his waist in advance, he would not be seriously injured. As captain, he was careless!

“Don't think too much.” Ancient Moon told Tang Mailin, “We didn't expect that at the time. If I am correct, the Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi are engaged in the integration of martial arts and souls. It is said that the martial arts integration technique is almost extinct in the soul master world and can only be carried out when the two martial arts and souls fit perfectly together. ”

Wushu fusion technique? Tang Dynasty Lin had heard implicitly in previous classes that the two spiritual spirits, if fitted to a certain degree, might possess the most advanced fighting skills of a spiritual integration technique. It's not as simple as one plus one equals two. It will increase your strength by a factor of geometry!

“I'm curious. Even though their martial arts and souls integration skills may seem imperfect, how can you defeat them directly? Your right hand...” Ancient Moon looked curiously at Tang Mailin's right arm.

Tang Mailin silenced and shook his head gently, "Ancient Moon, we are friends, I don't want to lie to you. But I really can't talk about it, so don't ask, okay? ”

Ancient Moon thought about it and said, "Okay, I won't ask. I suggest, however, that you try to master your abilities. It looks powerful, but you have to be able to control it yourself. Looks like your warrior soul has changed a little in the days of the typhoon. ”

Yeah, there's been some change. And it's a pretty big change.

Tang Dynasty Lin's mind could not help but emerge after taking his own spirits, impinging on the seal later process.

……

Severe pain, the tormented Tang Dynasty Lin has completely failed to feel the change in the outside world. Cold, hot and itchy, the three senses constantly alternate at an alarming rate, so that later, he felt like he was suffering from the three at the same time.

The only thing he could do was barely support himself and feel his presence, no matter how intense the pain, his heart did not give up.

That's all he can do.

I don't know how long it's been since he's lost his mind. At this point, he seemed to see that the world around him seemed to turn golden.

The golden lines on the skin's surface seemed to come alive, lifting slowly from him. “Boom!” crisp, as if something in his body had been torn apart, he hadn't had time to feel the pain, and suddenly, an unspeakable strange energy burst into every corner of his body instantly.

Cold, hot, itchy, all gone. Instead, it's a feeling of fullness.

The bones, the meridians, the internal organs, the skin, are all expanding like inflatable dermis, a feeling that is ready to be torn apart.

Seal, is this the power in the seal?

At this moment, Tang Dynasty Lin is sure of old Tang's words. This should be the power of seal. If his body is not strong enough, then I'm afraid he will be completely broken in the face of such a massive energy impact.

The pain caused by the expansion remained somewhat gradually paused and then slowly fell from this peak.

Got it, didn't get stuck. At this moment, Tang Mailin was really sure that he was okay.

Is the seal finally holding? As his mind relaxed and his pain diminished, he was finally completely unconscious.

After the golden light appeared on Tang Dynasty Lin broke, it turned into a dot of gold and reintegrated into his body. The golden golden lines on his spine became clearer, gradually, and the golden texture resurfaced on him. This time it was deeper than before. A little bit of golden light slowly converged in the direction of his right arm, and his entire body was transformed by submerged acquiescence.

It held the shock of the huge amount of energy in the seal, and then absorbed the conversion process.

Little grass snake Jin Guang drilled out of Tang Mai Lin. He looked lazy, and his body was wrapped in a golden light. It actually resembled the golden pattern on Tang Mai Lin.

Golden Light's body trembled slightly and seemed to suffer greatly. Its turquoise body gradually shivered into pale gold and grew longer and bigger. At least it doesn't look so fragile anymore.

A blue-silver grass came out quietly from Tang Mailin's right palm. The golden texture inside the blue-silver grass was no longer illusory. Instead, a fine golden filament appeared, and the vine seemed more pulled out and less soft.