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Chapter 415: Little Black Dragon

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Over Juehai, an extremely cold air flow swept over the ice-desert waters further away from the Nihai Sea turned into hail at high altitudes, and fell ruthlessly, seriously affecting some shark groups in Juehai Ocean.

Hail fell wildly, and a blood-die dragon was hiding everywhere. Although it was a dragon king creature, its cold aura was the one it disliked the most...

And there was a person standing on the back of the Domine Blood Evil Dragon.

His beard was thick and dirty, and his hair looked curly and smelly because it had not been cleaned for too long. His whole body was filled with the smell of sweat stains and dirt mixing together, like a livestock dragged to the market. Even his bright clothes looked ragged and wrinkled with the wind and rain, and the weather changed continuously.

This person is Yan Zhen.

In order not to allow the two people to escape from the island, Yan Zhen has been guarding here for more than half a month.

He is a stubborn and cautious person.

He doesn't want to leave any hidden dangers.

So even if he is a savage here, he will have to wait for the people on the island to come out.

"Dad, let's go back. I can't hold on anymore. I'm almost forgetting what the meat tastes. I don't want to eat any more wild fruits that make me diarrhea as soon as I get into my stomach." Yan Xu begged.

"I have asked someone to go to the island to look for it. Only by being sure they are dead can they go back." Yan Zhen said.

"Dad, they are dead. The smell on the Demon Island can make them die, and it is impossible to find the corpse. It must have been gnawed by the powerful demons on the Demon Island, so there is no bone residue left." Yan Xu said with a sad face.

"Xu'er, in addition to being ruthless in doing things, you must be meticulous and careful everywhere. Which of the things your father and I did in Nihai is not earth-shaking, but after so many years, how many people have really brought us trouble? Cutting the grass and cutting the roots is the secret of me walking in this Nihai dispute for many years. Don't worry, just because the other party is just a small character, it's not worth caring about..." Yan Zhen said with a serious face. With the strength of the king, he also has a sense of majesty in his words.

But from the outside, Yan Zhen is not much different from the street beggar at this moment, she is too sloppy.

"Report, the leader of the clan, Han Wan has returned to the Han tribe in Mancheng, and seems to have filed a complaint about your behavior. If you don't go back to confront him, it may be said that you have escaped fearing the crime." A man wearing black clothes flew over.

"What?" Yan Zhen widened her eyes.

In fact, after staying for a few more days, Yan Zhen felt that it was impossible for the people on the island to be alive.

But this result was something Yan Zhen absolutely could not have imagined!

Han Wan has returned to Mancheng?

And I went back for more than a day or two.

So what are you guarding here?

Isn’t the life of sleeping in the open these days, covered in lice, and the life I have experienced all over my body is in vain!

"Dad, we can go back." Yan Xu said.

"Damn it, damn it, how did she escape!" Yan Zhen was so angry that she was filled with smoke from her orifices.

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At the end of winter, a thorny cold hits.

This is the first time Zhu Minglang has felt that this is winter after he arrived in Nihai.

The frost and mist are vast, and there are thin ice crystals on the sea surface, but they will melt again soon.

It is said that the farthest end of the Ni Sea is an ice-deserted sea area, which is a combination of the extreme ice land and the cold sea water, and is a zone that is difficult for humans to enter.

Zhu Minglang sat on a somewhat cold soft beach early in the morning. As a qualified practitioner, it is basic to get up early.

With such cold weather and humid sea breeze, I can’t see a few people on the beach today for training.

The Cangluan Qinglong flapped his wings and was exercising the toughness of his wings against the bone-blazing ice wind in the sky. Zhu Minglang asked it to be frozen in one position like a kite. No matter how cold the cold wind is at high altitude, it cannot be crooked or slipped...

The little wild dragon dared not go into the water. It was too cold. It was used to swimming in the warm water and resisted it at first.

But seeing that Cangluan Qinglong's elder brother was so mighty, the little wild dragon finally rushed into the sea and kept fighting against the rolling tide.

The cultivation of Xiaoying Ling is very simple. It stands on a reef in the sea and makes singing sounds at the ocean. So the spiritual energy of the icy wind and the breath of the sea tide will slowly absorb on its blue velvet.

After arranging the training tasks of the dragon babies, Zhu Minglang himself sat next to Xiao Yingling and began to absorb the spiritual energy of the world.

With the help of Xiaoying Ling, the spiritual energy generated in Minglang Spirit Spring will be purer, at about 140 times faster.

Moving the Spirit Well...

This title is indeed very appropriate to Xiao Yingling.

"Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, a scream came from the spiritual realm.

Zhu Minglang hurried to investigate the spiritual realm and found that the huge black dragon cocoon had finally loosened, and clearly visible cracks appeared outside the dragon cocoon and were spreading into the entire dragon cocoon.

Big black teeth are finally about to break out of their cocoon!

Zhu Minglang was in a good mood and his eyes were staring at the black dragon cocoon for a moment.

The black dragon cocoon began to break, but the first thing that emerged from the crack was a fleshy claw!

The claws were sharp and were very aggressive just now. I saw the fleshy claws tear open a larger gap in the dragon cocoon, and then a black and black dragon rolled out from inside.

It's a little black dragon.

There are no scales or feathers on the body, but the skin muscles give people a sense of solidity, like thick layers of leather, still polished.

Many ancient dragons have no scales, but they are still strong in skin and thick in flesh!

The little black dragon has strong limbs, neck, back and tails similar to the Mosasaurs at the time, but its head and dragon horns are completely different. Although it is still a long kiss from a crocodile, its face bones are helmet-shaped, like the chrysanthemum helmet polished by a craftsman, and its entire face is covered by such substances, exuding a sense of majesty!

“Oh oh oh ~~~~~~”

The little black dragon kept shouting and couldn't wait to come out.

Zhu Minglang picked it up from the spiritual realm and unexpectedly found that the little black dragon that had just emerged from the cocoon was actually close to an adult domestic dog.

When he was just a little crocodile spirit, Zhu Minglang could accommodate it in one palm.

Now I have to pick it up with both hands, and I have a big weight.

Generally, those with larger bodies at birth will become even bigger after adulthood!

Majestic, violent, and brave. It seems that the Big Black Teeth will be a very qualified tyrannical dragon this time!!
Chapter completed!
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