In full view of everyone, Colorful Dragon Eevee actually tore open four layers of spider webs. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he seemed to be cheating. The torn edges of the spider web seemed to have a smooth edge like a knife.
, it's a bit like the colorful dragon using the "magic golden blade" to cut the gap.
However, even though Ibrahimovic has regained his mobility, the astonishingly sticky spider webs are still clinging to his chest and back, turning the heroic and dashing colorful dragon into a mummy.
The Colorful Dragon gritted its teeth, with a livid face, tearing away the spider webs stuck to its body, while glaring at the Pige Priest lying on the ring, its eyelids not blinking, its eyes wandering, and its knuckles bulging on the fingers.
The joints moved nervously and frequently, making a series of "crackling" sounds.
"Dear Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic, don't forget that there is another one of me standing here. I am challenging you with Richard." Mourinho, the head priest of the Swans, strode forward and stood in front of the colorful dragon.
Opposite the dragon, a pigeon priest lay between the two.
The colorful dragon did not speak, his eyelids drooped, he tilted his head and glanced at the swan priest.
All the plasma on Mourinho's arm has coagulated, forming a thin layer of red skin.
"I doubt one thing very much. Can you still fight now? I only need to give you another heavy kick, and your arm bone will definitely be broken." Although the expectation is still full of provocation as before, the colorful dragon Eevee's
His eyes had begun to become a little evasive, which formed a sharp contrast with his heroic and arrogant eyes at the beginning.
"How much better can your heavy legs be? Half? Or 30%?" The chief priest of Swan chuckled.
"I'm a dragon!" Colorful Dragon Eevee's face turned red, and his confident voice sounded a little weak: "I can guarantee that even if your two arms are disabled, my legs can attack you again!
"
"In the Sunset Swamp, our fief, there are hundreds of asphalt lakes, large and small, ranging from hundreds of miles in size to dozens of miles in size. Some are condensed all year round, and some are semi-liquid." Mourinho
He smiled faintly and ignored the colorful dragon's provocation: "Although there is no life in the condensed asphalt lake, the emulsified asphalt lake does produce a special kind of creature--the iron-shelled oyster.
Every year on June 23rd, the "summer solstice" day, the hard shell on the surface of the emulsified asphalt lake will be melted away due to the high temperature, and the iron-shelled oysters will float up from the bottom of the asphalt lake, open their shells, expose their pearls, and face the sun.
Exhale and absorb Dipolo's spiritual energy."
"The pearls contained in this iron-shelled oyster are called "Huopu pearls", which burn when exposed to fire. They can last for hundreds of years, and their fire is as incandescent as sunlight. It also emits a natural scent of artemisia annua and mint. It is the most popular pearl in the Aegean continent.
"The most perfect candle used to make palace lanterns, one is worth thousands of gold." Mourinho seemed to be telling a story about the local customs: "The emulsified asphalt lake is like the most dangerous swamp. If you enter it rashly, you will never return.
, Moreover, iron-shelled oysters are very alert and will dive to the bottom of the asphalt lake at the slightest sign of disturbance, so it is quite difficult to hunt this kind of "Huopu Pearl"."
The colorful dragon blinked, and his eyes drifted to the main stand of the arena, where two huge red palace lanterns hung on the forehead of the gallery. They were magnificent, filled with a refreshing and refreshing fragrance, and the bright light shone all around.
Every detail is revealed.
"There is a kind of black swan in the Sunset Swamp. Every summer solstice, they go back to prey on this iron-shelled oyster. The pearls they peck out are hidden in the crop. The only way to get this kind of "Huopu Pearl" is to hunt black swans.
, but this is almost more dangerous than going deep into the asphalt lake, because although the black swan is small in size, it has a brave temperament, and its wings are as hard as fine iron. It is so powerful that it can break oysters with iron shells as hard as stone, even eagles can't.
You have to avoid it." Mourinho glanced at Ibrahimovic, the Colorful Dragon, coldly. A pair of white feather wings spread out on his back, and he stabbed people with a strong voice: "Your Excellency Colorful Dragon, I
It is true that I have been injured, and there must be cracks in my arm bones, but did you see that my wings are still intact!"
"My wings are also soaked in secret medicine, no worse than my fists!" Mourinho almost squeezed out a harsh word from his teeth: "I think, if I use a pair of fists and a pair of
As a price, the wings can at least destroy two of your legs, right?"
Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic was completely shocked. He did not expect that this gentle and gentle Behemoth man could be so brave.
"That's good!" Liu Zhenzhen jumped up like a carp and stood up from the ground.
Ibrahimovic looked at this figure in disbelief. There is no doubt that when this figure stroked Ibrahimovic's face just now, he must have been next to Ibrahimovic. Even if Ibrahimovic issued a "Dragon Power"
"Without hitting him head-on, the sonic impact that this person needs to withstand is considerable enough.
It only lasts seven or eight sentences until now!
Without the physique and resistance of a super-level monster, who could stand up so quickly?
Is he...is he still Beamon? Ibrahimovic's brain fell into chaos.
"Stop looking at me stupidly, come on, come on, I know you are not convinced, let's fight again! I won't lie to you, I fainted for about ten breaths, I was planning to trick you, for the sake of you
Without taking any action, it made me admire your character a little bit." A smile appeared on Liu Zhenzhen's mouth: "If you fight again this time, I won't use dirty tricks."
"What? My dragon power only stunned you for ten breaths?" The colorful dragon's jaw almost hit the ground.
"Ten breaths?" Fairy Long Lenna's voice was as sharp as a she-cat's tail that was stepped on: "How is that possible! This is the kind of resistance that only Master Shengqiao with domain power can have against "Dragon Power"!"
"I reiterate again! I am Master Shengqiao!" Old Liu raised his arms to recommend himself. However, even if this sentence came from his own mouth, he seemed to be somewhat lacking in confidence. It is strange that some people believe it. Twenty
How old is Saint Chio? I'm afraid Campus, the God of War, is still picking up girls at this age, squeezing pimples and washing the map on his underwear.
As for the domain power, Liu Zhanchen felt that since he had so many strength pattern shields, it should be considered a domain anyway, but he couldn't use the magic-forbidden domain spells like Shengqiaodi, so he couldn't tap into the huge potential of the domain's power.
It would have been nice to stand up earlier. Liu Zhensha regretted it. He had lost another opportunity to shine.
"Master Puskas said this. He predicted that you would become Saint Chiao. But he didn't say when exactly, so I think you are playing Boolean." Fairy Dragon Lenna curled her lips: "Your
The magic fluctuations are very complicated, so I believe you are a magician. Such a young magician is very rare in the mainland."
"Puskas? How could he know." Liu Zhancheng opened his mouth, and Yizhen rolled his eyes wildly. He went to the underground world to become Saint Qiao. How did the old man get such foresight? He is not a god.
"Don't you know that Master Puskas has been studying prophecy for a long time?" Fairy Long Lenna looked at Old Liu strangely: "You don't even know this?"
"How is that possible?" Liu Zhenshao glared at Fairy Dragon with contempt: "You think I don't know, right? This old man practices three kinds of magic, namely fire, electricity and air. Saint Qiao can practice magic.
The highest number is three magics. The cocktail magic produced by the combination of different magics is difficult to account for! Add another prophecy magic, my dear, five magics, do you think Puskas is a god?"
"Idiot! Prophecy magic does not have offensive power. It is an elemental power discovered by human witches to explore the future world. Half of the specific operations are completed by relying on the crystal ball. You say it is magic and the standard is just what others say. This
This kind of spell without offensive power is the same as your war song. It is a completely different form of elemental power. Magic is rigid. These spells without offensive power are flexible, which is different from Sanchio's three systems.
Magic has no boundaries at all, so how can there be any conflict?" Lenna scoffed at Liu Zhenshao's ignorance and dared to show off his knowledge of elements in front of a fairy dragon.
Poor old Liu is a great saint, but he is a standard legal illiteracy. He can only be stunned by the ridicule, but he can't find a word to refute.
Did Puskas predict something again when he entrusted the little nun Joan of Arc with the mystery? The words of the fairy dragon Lenna brought out another worry in the mind of the blind Saint Chiao.
"Lenna..." The colorful dragon Ibrahimovic's Adam's apple on the side twitched, and he swallowed hard, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, he can't be Saint Qiaodi, he can get rid of the power of "Dragon Power" so quickly.
When he got up, I thought it must be because of his special physique!"
"Clever! I've told you a long time ago that I am the power of dragon and elephant." Liu Zhenzhen stroked his chest, and Yizhen sighed: "You always thought I was talking nonsense, didn't you?"
"Do you have dragon power? Are you a humanoid dragon of level 4 or above that was sealed into Behemoth?" The mouth of the colorful dragon Eevee opened in an ambiguous shape, as if an invisible gold thread had been inserted into it.
banana.
"Dragon God is on top!" Fairy Long Lenna shouted in a low voice.
Liu Zhenhan and Mourinho rolled their eyes at each other. They felt that it was a waste for the Dragon City couple not to write a knight novel. They have too much imagination.
"Or are you a descendant of the Golden Family?" Colorful Dragon Ibuichi made an unfounded guess: "But according to rumors, Dragon Priest Keqishi has black hair and a pair of dark eyes, and you have blond hair...
"
"Ibrahimovic, have you noticed that his nose doesn't look like a straight nose at all? It looks like a human being! Maybe he is really a descendant of the Golden Family!" Fairy Dragon Lenna said loudly as if she had discovered a new world.
If you have dragon blood, your immunity to "Dragon Power" can be maintained for almost one minute. The Golden Family has been recognized by the sacred dragon with blood, so it can be regarded as having dragon blood. This pig doesn't seem to have any
What are the dizzy sequelae? This makes Colorful Dragon Eevee's speculation very sound in theory.
"Huh?" Liu Zhenhan and Mourinho were stunned when they heard this, and Liu frantically touched his long and prosperous nose.
"Who are you?" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic raised his eyebrows and glared at Liu Zhensha, his eyes burning like a torch.
At this moment, Liu Zhenshao's little head was spinning with thoughts----------If the demons invaded, the two dragon cities would send a group of ordinary dragons to intervene in the war and become the mounts of the knights... The real giants
Dragon, that dragon is much more practical than the two fairy dragon wives...
"You actually guessed it." A touch of sadness quietly appeared on the corners of Liu Zhenzhen's mouth, Pige lowered his eyelids, and his face was covered with a touch of bitterness.
"Are you really a descendant of Mr. Keqishi?" Mourinho almost jumped up. A group of Behemoths in the stands all held their breath, waiting for the result like clay sculptures.
"My father is..." Liu Zhenzhen took a deep breath, raised his head, and the corners of his eyes were filled with crystal tears.
The air around him suddenly became more tense, and countless pairs of ears were as straight as windmills.
"Who is it? Tell me quickly!" Colorful Dragon Eevee asked.
"Aston Villa." Liu's shocked expression became even more sentimental.
As soon as these words were spoken, the colorful dragon sat down on the ground. Before Mourinho could react, he thought for a moment and almost lost his breath.
"Impossible!" the fairy dragon Lenna screamed: "Is it possible that the descendant of the Frost Dancer is not a giant dragon?"
"Why is it impossible?" Liu Zhenzhen rolled his eyes and retold the old stories that Elder Andulan and he had talked about when they were playing Boer. He also selected some tidbits that happened in Longcheng and retold them.
In particular, he focused on the story of a fairy dragon chasing Aston Villa. Liu Zhenzhen also added a bit of his own obscenity, and his words were drooling.
The two Longcheng couples were completely dumbfounded.
Ordinary dragons can reach the level of a fourth-level dragon that transforms into a human form, and its strength is already outstanding. For dragons that have advanced to a super difficult level, the sixth-level dragon is admired as much as Behemoth's King of Heaven. Even so.
No matter how arrogant the two nobles in the dragon clan are, the Colorful Dragon and the Fairy Dragon, they still have to be courteous to Aston Villa. This is a bit similar to the status of Pig Lord Liu Zhenshao in Beamon. Except that his birth is not noble enough, everything
They are all perfect enough. In those days, Aston Villa was indeed secretly in love with a young fairy dragon. Descendants of sacred dragons rarely intermarry with ordinary dragons.
Less means that colorful dragons and fairy dragons do not exclude intermarriage with fifth- and sixth-level epic dragons.
Hearing that this Pig Priest was so fond of Aston Villa, the two Dragon City couples really didn't know how to describe their feelings. Even if Daisy and Ruorna knew these things, it would be absolutely impossible for them.
So detailed!
"No, you just said clearly that "Frost Dancer" has been beaten to death by more than a dozen hell black dragons. If you are his son, why don't you save him?" Fairy Dragon Lenna frowned and studied carefully.
Watch every expression and detail change on Richard's face.
"I have a lot of difficulties that I can't tell you." Liu Zhencheng couldn't make up any reasons, so he simply said: "Whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me anyway, and I don't expect to get your recognition.
After all, my current identity is a Beamon.
The colorful dragon and the fairy dragon have nothing to say anymore.