Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The crust in front of the cloud dance collapses step by step and the heat wave covers.

Under helplessness, the cloud dance can only jump hard and see if the God of Fortune can take care of her for a moment so that she can dance to the dragon's evil side.

In the eyes of the dragon and the cloud dance, it was like a slow motion, and all the details were slowed down and expanded countless times, including a figure that suddenly burst out of the dragon behind the evil.

Cloud-dancing pupils contracted, looking at the sudden appearance of the man, is that the face has been corroded by most of the serial medals!

No, this man is dead.

Cloud dance clearly saw the blood on the face of the medallion, the hollow and enlarged pupils, and the slightly white lips, proving that the current medallion is only a corpse, only the greed in those eyes, but it seems to have known each other.

Subconsciously, the cloud dancer thought of the monster he saw on his way here.

… is this the one in front of you?

Before I could think about it, when the dragon had touched the fingertips of the cloud dance, the shadow also hit the body of the cloud dance, making a familiar hiss.

Then the dragon poured evil and watched the cloud dance suddenly fall out of the range he could grasp.

But I also saw the last mouth of the cloud dance: go.

His body suddenly fell, stayed in the evil sight of the dragon, fell in a molten pulp that could melt everything, not even a tiny bit of smoke floated out, so disappeared.

“Little things...”

Dragons pour evil pupils enlarged, the eyelids in the eyes almost instantly congested...

At this moment, he seemed incredible, and the cloud dance fell right in front of him.

At this point, the earth beneath our feet is once again in turmoil.

The dragon poured evil but did not maintain balance, leaving his body to fall backwards.

The last scene in front of you is a rolling smoke before the eruption of the volcano, followed by a darkness, and a tearing pain in the heart.

When the dragon wakes up from evil, it will no longer look like a ruin.

Blue sky, white clouds, leaves that float with the wind, and a soft, fresh touch beneath the body allow the dragon to retreat slowly.

Sitting up, the dragon leaned down his conscious head and looked at himself curled into a snoring sleep, with some tear-like liquid golden treasure at the corner of his eyes.

Looking around, this location is not far from the ruins.

Kimball brought him out?

But where's the cloud dance?

The scene suddenly flashed in front of the cloud dance when the lava fell, the dragon poured the evil heart and tightened, the eyes became more and more gloomy, the dark color of the scarlet appeared in the eyes, and the breath of the body followed a little restlessly.

At this point, a few bad luck voices suddenly came around.

“He's right up ahead! Kill him with me! ”

The sound of the footsteps approached, the dragons poured no action, but the black gas surrounding them grew thicker.

Perhaps the dragon's evil is unprepared. The man who heads the dragon is a little happy. He's really lucky today. He actually ran into the dragon's evil wound!

At this time, the dragon's evil appeared to be a wounded look, full of blood and scars, a little broken, with some scratches on his face, but in fact, he's really... OK, very good!

Black gas erupted suddenly, forming a sharp spike, and when the weapons of those thriving men hadn't touched the dragon's evil body, the body was suddenly pierced by the spike hole formed by the black gas.

“Cough! Uh... you...”

The man opened his eyes and saw that his blood was being channelled along that black thing into the dragon's evil body. His body twitched slightly, his head crooked and his voice was completely silent.

The dragon turned evil and looked back at those people, only to see when the scarlet was red, like killing a god.

Take back the black air from yourself and let those three or four dry bodies fall to the ground.

Dragons bent over with no expression, hugging the sleeping golden treasure, walking step by step in the opposite direction of the ruins.

It's so hot... it hurts...

A scorching heat, like being in a flame, feels stronger on your face, or a tingling of crisps like being beaten.

It also seemed like there was an unusual kind of energy collision, and it carried a tingle and burning heat, as if she had to be torn to death before she would stop.

The cloud dance was so powerful that it opened. The brightness in front of her made her squint her eyes again, so that she could see what was slowly flowing in front of her eyes.

Just inside that burning orange light, and a lot of crushed stone.

And she was in this place, which seemed to be separated by something, and her gaze turned slightly, and a red figure was swallowing up next to her.

“Fire Kirin? ”

The cloud dance was surprising. Fire Kirin looked back at her and began to repeat the action of constantly devouring the elements of fire.

And the cloud dance looks at the scroll in its hand, and can clearly feel the energy fluctuations coming from it... and so on!

A small surprise was drawn in the eyes of the cloud dancer, who carefully felt the barrier emanating from the branches had been devoured by the fire element for the most part, and her original power of the element was constantly becoming more concentrated with the addition of the fire element.

This time, I really don't know if it's a blessing.

See the white light is still trying to revive the flag drum counterattack, the cloud dance temporarily put away a bunch of clutter, mute practice.

Intense, pure fire elements slowly converge against her through the barrier, and the white light in her body is getting weaker...

It's just that in the quiet days of cloud dance, dragons pour evil like crazy!

In just half a month, it destroyed three distributions around the site, killing countless disciple elders.

And the dragon poured evil under the baptism of blood, the repair was also the height of the water rise boat, the eye turning almost to the edge of the breakthrough, the killing breath on the body is not diminished, a pair of eyes are about to bleed, it is daunting to see.

This dragon is almost demonized!

Jinbao has always been carried by him. Only when the surrounding area is calm will the dragon look at Jinbao who has been asleep, his eyes will be a little warm.

But as soon as you look up, it turns into a killing that can destroy the heavens and the earth.

Without cloud dance, what's the use of leaving him alone in the world?

Whenever I think of the moment when the shadow of cloud dance disappears, the dragon always has this idea, but struggles to live, looking forward to one day, perhaps he will suddenly see that strange little thing appear in front of him.

“Somebody, tell the lord, that... the dragon is falling! ”

This is the fourth assignment.

The dragon poured evil in his heart to make an estimation, then held Kimball in his arms a little tighter.

All the attacks that fell from the sky fell on the dragon's evil body, but he stayed still, and the black breath burst behind him, like when he just woke up that day, turned into a spike and harvested his life.