Once a person panics, his heart will also become timid, especially in such a battle. Mo Qing and Leng Meiying were originally evenly matched, but after Mo Qing became timid, they were controlled step by step.
"Hate to the end of the world!"
When the ultimate move came out again, Leng Meiying's whole body had transformed into a sword, a terrifying long sword that vowed not to drink blood and hate to return after it was unsheathed.
There is no way to avoid Moqing, the only option is to fight.
The silver teeth bit the fingertips, and the blood did not fall. They were pulled by Moqing's power in mid-air. They wrote down a series of small characters like earthworms climbing in the air. A wave of concussive force was pulled down by these small characters.
, slowly rose up like a flame.
"The bright fire Zhuyi, the julong soars to the ground!"
An ancient chanting sound sounded, like a dragon roaring across the abyss and a phoenix mingling in the blue sky.
Behind Mo Qing, a green dragon shadow quickly broke through, and the green dragon shadow roared, making Leng Meiying's whole body boil.
The dragon is actually a dragon!
Leng Meiying is no stranger to divine dragons at all, and even now there is a living divine dragon in her Qi sea.
But where is this? This is a different world, not China, so the dragons in this world are not the long dragons that Leng Meiying is familiar with, but the big lizard dragons in Western mythology.
I always thought that Leng Meiying thought so, and judging from those ancient books, it was indeed recorded in this way.
If the dragon shadow summoned by Mo Qing was a huge lizard dragon with wings, Leng Meiying wouldn't be surprised at all.
But now, Mo Qing summoned a real Chinese dragon, Dragon Shadow. How could Leng Meiying not be extremely shocked by this?
The two forces collided together quickly, like two small meteorites colliding, producing countless sparks.
The divine dragon shadow was split into two by Leng Meiying's sword light, and the dragon energy scattered all over the sky.
Leng Meiying's sword energy also disappeared after killing the dragon shadow.
In the Qi Sea, the sleeping dragon had woken up. Looking at the shadow of the dragon that was gradually dissipating, the three-inch golden boy was stunned.
"What a strong dragon's breath...take her down and ask about the situation!"
Shenlong's idea coincided with Leng Meiying's. One blow failed. Leng Meiying immediately mobilized his power again. Another extreme move was prepared in minutes. Leng Meiying's palm spat out extremely strong power and scattered in the air.
came out.
This is the difference between a Saint-level powerhouse and a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse. A powerful move does not even require long preparation, and the power is doubled. In terms of the amount of fighting energy used, it is even more useless.
The feeling of exhaustion.
At this time, Shenlong was already looking out the window, ready to follow Leng Meiying to sneak attack anytime and anywhere. Moqing's Shenlong move was too weird, so everyone and the dragon wanted to figure out what it was.
what happened.
When 'Minghe Gongying' and Long Hen were ready, Mo Qing on the opposite side had already spit out a mouthful of blood, and she grabbed the blood and released it into the sky, and a gorgeous blood flower took shape.
Obviously, Mo Qing also plans to make bigger moves.
However, the Dragon God Leng Meiying would not give her such a chance.
The Shenlong, which had not shown its power for a long time, first shot out with a dragon mark, and then it was instantaneous. In the blink of an eye, Mo Qing's unprepared big move was instantly dispersed.
