Volume 1 Text_Chapter 301 The strongest dragon, the magic dragon
The demonic dragon spewed demonic flames and burned with fire, completely destroying this lair of extraterrestrial evil spirits.
Xiao Long was shocked when he saw it. In the previous scenes, the Dragon Clan had always been besieged to death by foreign demons. He had never seen the Dragon Clan defeat the foreign demons like this!
The demon dragon is so powerful! So powerful that it surpasses any other dragon clan!
Later, the demon dragon became more and more courageous as he fought. He rushed into the nest of extraterritorial evil demons and destroyed one after another. It was like entering a no-man's land. He was called the God of Killing. During Xiao Long's observation, the number of extraterritorial evil demons killed was:
Countless, more than hundreds of millions.
Finally, the demon dragon encountered an ambush and was surrounded by a group of metal dolls. Hundreds of millions of aircraft were attacking from inside and outside. After the demon dragon was besieged by evil spirits from outside the territory for a long time, it finally lost its physical strength and was about to die.
However, when the demon dragon was about to fall, it actually swallowed a demon flower and became completely demonized, destroying all the extraterritorial demon machines in this area! No one was left alive!
Xiao Long was stunned.
The demon dragon and the demon flower are so powerful!
Even the extraterrestrial evil spirits can't do anything to him!
In the end, after being completely demonized, the dragon lost its mind and was killed by the extraterrestrial evil spirits with heavy weapons, leaving only a trace of residual thoughts!
Xiao Long finally saw the demon dragon, the most powerful dragon species in the dragon clan!
"Junior, my consciousness doesn't last long. Since you have the Devil's Flower, you can be regarded as my half-descendant. Therefore, you will inherit the Demon Dragon inheritance."
"Are you willing?" said the voice.
Xiao Long nodded without hesitation.
"I do!"
As long as he can become stronger, Xiao Long doesn't care whether it's a demon or not. What he calls is protecting his loved ones and guarding this land! Even if he loses his mind and becomes a demon for life, his will will not change!
"Okay! Relax your mind, I will leave what I have learned throughout my life to you!"
As this voice fell, Xiao Long's mind buzzed, and a large amount of information rushed into his mind like a mountain and sea.
Xiao Long saw countless ancient scenes, passing before his eyes like a horse and a horse, just like the historical process of the Chinese mainland, layer by layer, appearing in his consciousness like cocoons and silk.
Xiao Long also saw a variety of magic dragon fighting martial arts, all created by that magic dragon, which could cooperate with the power of the devil to achieve the most effective killing.
"Although I was expelled by the Dragon Clan, and although I was called a traitor for staining my bloodline, in terms of the number of extraterrestrial demons I killed, if I ranked second, no one would dare to rank first!"
"I have no regrets!"
As a quiet voice fell, the vague consciousness completely disappeared, and Xiao Long fell into a state of chaos.
In days like this, time passes day by day.
The battle outside the Snowy Mountains is coming to an end. Eighty people of the One Hundred and Eight Demon Saints have died. Thirty people brought by Dong Xiao have all died. Only Dong Xiao is left. With the help of the Emperor
Lingbao is still struggling to hold on.
Wuji Demon Lord and the remaining twenty-eight Demon Saints surrounded Dong Xiao, set up a trap, and besieged it for three days and three nights before completely killing Dong Xiao!
At this point, Dongxiao's army was completely wiped out.
Demon Lord Wuji let out a long breath and said slowly: "I'm afraid the people from the Demon-Slaying Kingdom will be here soon. You should lead your men on the teleportation array and retreat in an orderly manner to the secret base I left behind!"
"Yes!" The surviving Demon Saints left one after another.
Wuji Demon Lord returned to the Demon City and came to the front of the Demon Temple in the middle.
As early as a few days ago, he sensed that someone seemed to have destroyed his formation here and broke in. At that time, he wanted to rush over and have a look, but then he thought about it, even if someone really broke in, they couldn't take anything away.
thing.
After all, even he has not obtained the inheritance of the Demon Temple, let alone others.
However, as soon as Wuji Demon Lord returned to the Demon Temple, he felt something was wrong.
The door of the Demon Temple was closed, shrouded in an invisible energy layer. Wuji Demon Lord tried to get closer, but was immediately repelled by the vast and boundless energy, and could not even get closer.
How is this possible? He, the Wuji Demon Lord, and the orthodox demonic monks, cannot obtain the inheritance. They can only observe the thirteen demon statues and gods inside, understand the meaning of the demon statues, and develop their own attack methods.
However, at this moment, someone has occupied the Demon Temple!
Wuji Demon Lord became angry just thinking about it.
"You bastard, I'll just wait here. If you don't believe me, you won't come out!" Wuji Demon Lord sat down.
Under his order, the remaining Demon Saints moved all the Demonic monks in the Demon City away and took the teleportation array to an unknown place.
The Wuji Demon Lord was sitting in front of the Demon Temple, closing his eyes and relaxing.
The days passed by day by day, and in the blink of an eye, another week passed.
On this day, a group of uninvited guests came outside the Snow Mountain. There were actually ten peak Saint King Realm guests, three of whom were famous Saint Kings throughout the Southern Barbarian Territory.
Fengxian Sage, a master of the Wind Law, one of the sage kings of the Demon-Slaying Kingdom. He seems to have a gentle and refined temperament, claiming to be a sage, but in fact he is a sanctimonious hypocrite.
The Fallen Saint King, who has mastered the law of death, is an out-and-out evil man, extremely obsessed with money, and will kill people as long as he is given money. He is a helper invited by the Demon-Slaying Kingdom.
The Holy Lord of Thunder, a small master of the Law of Thunder, and an idle person are also helpers invited by the Demon-Slaying Kingdom.
The rest of the people at the peak of the Holy King Realm are all natives of the Demon-Slaying Kingdom.
There is a huge difference between the Saint King Realm and every other level. Even if there are a hundred ordinary Saint King Realm, they still cannot catch up with the peak Saint King Realm.
This group of people, everyone has the strength of Dong Xiao, let alone the 108 Saint King Realm, even the Thousand Saint King Realm is not enough for them to kill.
Once you reach the peak of the Holy King Realm, your combat effectiveness will be on another level!
"Dongxiao's troops were killed by people from Daxue Mountain, so there is no need for Daxue Mountain to exist."
The three great saints flew forward and arrived directly above the Snow Mountain, looking down at the looming barrier below.
"Destroy!"
The three of them took action together, and the Law of Wind, Law of Thunder, and Law of Death were added, and the power of the terrifying Law instantly descended on the barrier.
"Boom!"
The barrier vibrated crazily, and dense gaps appeared. The energy rioted, and it was about to be unable to support it.
The other seven peak Saint King Realm masters also flew forward, using their own methods to bombard the barrier below in turn.
Inside the magic city.
The Wuji Demon Lord looked up at the sky. A gap opened in the sky. The gap slowly expanded and gradually turned into a spider web-like crack.
"Bastard!" Wuji Demon Lord cursed secretly, glanced at the Demon Temple unwillingly, and had no choice but to escape to the teleportation formation, preparing to slip away.