1581. Chapter 1581 Traveling through thousands of years, only with you 23
Chapter 1577 Traveling through thousands of years, only with you (23)
Xingying raised his eyebrows, bent over and stretched out his hand towards the little purple pupil.
"Don't touch her!"
Ye Weiyang struggled to push herself up and roared.
Xingying turned his face and looked at Ye Weiyang, who was struggling to get up from the ground with blood pouring from his eyes. "You are indeed the most powerful dragon. If you are not dead, then I will accept you as my mount."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a purple mark like a crown appeared in his palm.
With a flick of his finger, the purple mark flew from his palm and fell into Ye Weiyang.
Ye Weiyang turned his head and dodged, but did not avoid it. The purple mark was imprinted on his forehead.
"Now, you are mine!" Xingying raised his face and stared at the giant dragon in front of him, "Dragon, surrender to me. I will give you a new name and start a new life for you."
Ye Weiyang looked at Xingying, shook her head vigorously, let out a low whistle, and rushed towards him.
Xingying was startled, then raised his right hand.
In the palm of his hand, the purple mark appeared again, and Ye Weiyang's head began to hurt violently.
Roaring in pain, his huge body twisted with pain.
In mid-air, Zitu and others were fighting with a group of dragons. One by one, the flying dragons died in the hands of four people. Of course, they also paid a heavy price, and several of them lost their lives.
"careful!"
Seeing a dragon rushing towards Luo Jia, the disciple flew over and threw her away before the dragon could catch Luo Jia.
The dragon's claws grabbed his back, tearing off large pieces of clothing and flesh.
"Disciple?!" Luo Jia exclaimed in surprise.
The disciple pulled her up from the ground, "Put aside your kindness, you can't be soft-hearted towards these guys, do you understand?!"
"I'm sorry." Luo Jia whispered.
The disciple frowned, turned around, swung the knife in his hand, and a flame flew from the knife, knocking back a dragon that rushed in front of the two of them.
Seeing his bloody back, Luo Jia's eyes widened, "Disciple, you... you are injured!"
The disciple ducked behind her and caught the giant claw of a flying dragon, "Idiot, do you want to die?"
As he spoke, more than a dozen dragons were already rushing towards the two of them.
Luo Jia looked around, glanced at the injuries on his disciple's back, and suddenly opened his arms.
"The Dance of Leaves!"
The wind picked up and blew her long hair.
Countless green leaves flew out from around her body, shooting in all directions like arrows. Several dragons were unable to dodge and were blinded by her leaf arrows.
Luo Jia gritted her teeth, and two giant vines in her palm immediately spilled out from her fingers, entangled the giant dragons, and quickly tightened them. Soon, the dragons were entangled until their muscles were broken, and they fell into the valley.
"now it's right!"
Seeing that she was finally willing to use her killing move, the disciple let out a sigh of relief, turned around and flew into the surrounding area.
The two people, one close and the other attacking from afar, complemented each other, but they cooperated very well. One dragon after another fell under the combined attack of the two.
On the ground.
Ye Weiyang's eyes sometimes appear golden and sometimes appear inky.
Little Zi Tong's face kept flashing through his mind.
"Since Beichen caught it at night, let's call it Ye Weiyang!"
Her childish voice echoed in my mind.
"Purple Eyes!" Ye Weiyang's eyes suddenly turned golden and landed on the little Zi Tong who was still hugging Beichen silently on the ground, "Wake up quickly!"
Xingying frowned, "I don't believe that you can still resist my living magic at this time?!"