Ming Qianhe gasped violently, and his body was shaking slightly. If you look at the search, www
He could only use such a special move once. Now, his whole body seemed to have lost all strength, and he could only barely keep the magic core that he wanted to escape from.
Qingkuang continued to increase the power in his body until his power stabilized at a limit, then he stopped, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.
After completing the breakthrough, Qing Kuang's figure flashed several times and he instantly came to the side of the Hell Mad Dragon.
Ao Junxie and Ming Qianhe also came here at this time and found that the Hell Mad Dragon was almost on the verge of collapse.[
A pair of dark golden eyes were dull, and the vitality in the body was slowly flowing.
"Roar!" Sensing the auras of the three Qing Kuang people, he raised his ferocious head with difficulty, with a trace of longing in his eyes.
"It seems to have something to say!" Ming Qianhe frowned and said.
The Hell Mad Dragon looked as if he wanted their help with something, and his face was full of desire.
"Ho ho ho!" The Hell Mad Dragon once again let out a low beastly roar, and kept raising its head back.
Qing Kuang frowned and looked in the direction the hell dragon's head turned, and saw a patch of grass.
At that moment, Qingkuang walked directly over there, pushed through the weeds, and found some human traces.
Qingkuang followed the traces, pushed aside the weeds, and kept walking forward.
After walking a few dozen meters, the weeds turned into shrubs, and the standing shrubs looked disorganized.
"Qingkuang, what are you looking for?" Ming Qianhe asked without knowing why.
"The Hell Dragon seems to want us to help it find the things inside, let's go together!"
Aojunxie also saw something was wrong with the Hell Mad Dragon and followed the traces to the bushes.
"Let's search separately. The traces will be messy here!" Qing Kuang glanced around and found that the bushes here were messy and he couldn't find his direction.
Now the three of them separated and followed the messy traces in three directions.
Qing Kuang walked to the far left, pushed aside the bushes, and found a trampled mark.
"It should be in this direction!" Qing Kuang thought to himself, stepped forward, and followed the traces all the way down.
"Snoring, snoring, snoring!" As Qing Kuang continued to approach, a slight snoring sound reached Qing Kuang's ears.
Qingkuang frowned, and cautiously pushed aside the bushes, and suddenly found a golden dragon lying prone in a small nest made of weeds, sleeping soundly.
The little guy was sleeping soundly, and there was an air bubble emerging between his nose.[
The little dragon is twenty centimeters long, with golden scales shining like gold, two majestic horns on its head, and four tender claws curled up at its feet.
Qing Kuang couldn't help but reached out and pulled the little dragon. The cute little golden dragon turned over and fell asleep again.
"Looks like it's you!" Qing Kuang grabbed the golden dragon without any ceremony.
This time the golden dragon woke up, kicking its four paws wildly, looking around with a pair of clever eyes. The front paws scratched its own eyes from time to time, and it still looked like it was sleepy.
"Ho ho ho!" After the golden dragon found out that he was being caught, he roared angrily.
"Roar!" Hearing the roar of the golden little dragon, the Hell Dragon also burst into a sky-high roar.
"Woooooo!" When the little golden dragon heard the voice of the hell dragon, the golden light in his body suddenly flashed, and a strong force instantly poured into Qingkuang's palm.