The twenty-eighth palm: congratulations on your first drop of blood
"Nah, you dare to burn my little brother with fire...ah, burn my little brother, you have to do it!"
Xi Tong reached out and took out the showerhead from the bathroom next to him, and turned the valve to the maximum. The water column instantly shot straight through the space channel and arrived at Titan 6.
"Is it raining?"
Raindrops as big as millstones fell, and Taimuer was knocked to the ground with a plop.
But he immediately jumped up, pointing his broken novice sword high into the sky.
"It's raining! It's the system's main god who is looking after us!"
The barbarians instantly became excited. They finally understood that the humming sound coming from the sky was not an auditory hallucination, nor was the rain as big as a millstone in front of them.
It's really raining!
The pillar of fire spewed out by the red dragon was instantly impotent. It originally floated ten feet against the wind, but now it sticks to its teeth when the wind follows it, and then it cannot stand upright at all.
The red dragon coughed a few times, but a few streaks of black smoke came out of his mouth, and not a single flame was seen.
Below, gone!
Xi Tong cursed in his mind, "Isn't it just a lizard the size of a pug? How dare you call it a dragon."
But then Xi Tong despised Taimu, a fool who couldn't even beat a pug.
You can't beat me, but you still don't know how to run. The team is almost wiped out here, you're a pig.
Under the water of the shower, the flames everywhere were extinguished, and the poisonous smoke that lingered in the air was washed away.
The red dragon was furious, "Wild God, how can you call the wind and rain? If you have the ability, come here in person! I'm afraid you don't have enough magical power to break through the world's barriers!"
Xi Tong thought to himself: He is really capable of calling the wind and rain!
The red dragon stood up on its hind legs and roared wantonly towards the sky, "Wild God, if you don't dare to come, what can you do to this dragon? Hahahaha, this dragon will feed your followers and eat them one a day to slow them down."
Slowly taste the taste of despair."
Damn it!
So arrogant!
As expected of the Long Aotian clan!
But what did he say about that world barrier?
The system prompted: "Master, due to the world barrier, outsiders are generally unable to come to other worlds. The stronger they are, the greater the resistance they will encounter. That's why the red dragon is so arrogant. Because those stronger than him can't go down.
, those who can go down are definitely not as strong as him. Only this system can ignore the world's barriers and open channels at will."
Even if he ignored the world's barriers, Xi Tong would not dare to go down.
However, the arrogance of the red dragon was so abominable. The more Xi Tong thought about it, the more angry he became. He unscrewed the shower nozzle and blocked the hose with his fingertips, making the water flow even more violent and powerful!
The fire dragon opened his mouth and was about to say something, but a thick water column fell from the sky, exploding into his mouth and deepthroating him.
The strong impact of the water column caused the red dragon's body to lose its balance. It waved its two stubby front paws in an attempt to grab something, but it still lay helplessly on the ground.
The jet of water squirted on his face, choking Red Dragon and making him breathless and coughing repeatedly.
The Tamil and other barbarians were stunned.
"What a powerful magic!"
"Is it the power of the water system controlled by the main god of the system?"
"It looks like a magic water dragon blast, but it's thicker, bigger and longer, and it shoots harder!"
Can the ejaculation be violent? The water pressure in the club is already high, and the shower head still hurts my skin slightly. Now I unplug the nozzle and cover my eyes with my fingers, leaving only a small gap, and the water jets from the shower hit my body.
Immediately there was a red mark.
The red dragon is no more than the size of a pug, and in the eyes of barbarians it is physically powerful, but in front of the pseudo-high-pressure water cannon, it is useless.
In addition, the red dragon has a clumsy body and is about as slow as a turtle. It cannot escape the lock of the water column and will be shot wherever it goes.
"The abominable wild god is running wild on the Dragon Clan's territory. Aren't you afraid that this dragon will summon the ancestor to come?"
Xi Tong sneered, "You are a dragon bastard, what qualifications do you have to summon the ancestor? Just 1% of your strength through the source blood sacrifice?"
The originally powerful red dragon instantly became completely rigid as if his underwear had been stripped off.
What is the origin of this wild god? He actually knows all the biggest secrets of the Dragon Clan?
Hong Long suddenly felt weak in his heart.
The water column not only extinguished its arrogance, but also shattered its nobility and arrogance.
Not to mention the forceful impact like a whip, the red dragon rolled on the ground countless times.
It's not that it doesn't want to stand up, but that the water column follows it like a shadow, always staring at it. It tries hard to stand up with its limbs, but the impact on its back is like a big mountain, pushing it down again.
The impact was just overwhelming, and it continued. It had been almost 2 minutes, and there was no sign of it even weakening, let alone stopping.
Red Dragon cursed so many times in his heart.
Even a saint-level magician cannot release such a powerful water dragon impact. Even if it can be released, it cannot last for such a long time.
What kind of wild god is this? Why doesn't he play his cards according to the rules?
However, the red dragon quickly calmed down. Apart from the greater impact, the water column had no power at all. It did not hurt or itch, and it could not even scratch the skin. Even if it lasted a lifetime, it would not be able to harm itself.
After thinking about this, Red Dragon simply lay down on the ground, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the back massage.
"Ye Shen, use more strength and give yourself a good scrub. This dragon hasn't had a bath in eight hundred years."
Xi Tong secretly cursed that to deal with such rough-skinned guys, fake high-pressure water cannons were really not enough. It would be great if there were real guys.
"Boy, you really thought I couldn't cure you!"
Xi Tong turned the hot water to the maximum with a twist of his wrist. The hot water in the club was heated by his own boiler and was absolutely boiling hot.
The hot water used for bathing has been neutralized. Even if it doesn't burn off the skin, it can still make people grin. Those who dare to bathe in pure hot water are true warriors!
Sure enough, the white steaming water column hit the red dragon, and it got up with a roar, but was instantly hit by the water column and fell back down.
"Hot bath? Comfortable! Refreshing!"
"This dragon's body is surrounded by flames all year round, and this temperature is not worth mentioning."
Xi Tong smiled secretly, you are still too young!
When the inside and outside of the red dragon bubble were transparent, his whole body felt refreshed, and a trace of white air was rising from his forehead, Xi Tong suddenly turned the valve, and the hot water turned into biting cold water.
The red dragon's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed wildly.
The biting cold seeped into the spine from the back and spread along the trunk to the limbs and bones. In the blink of an eye, the cold was so cold that the red dragon's teeth trembled and the whole body shivered.
My whole body was stiff and numb, and my brain was groggy. My front legs gave way and I fell into the mud. Then my head was pressed against the back of my head by water jets, rubbing and rubbing in the mud.
The red dragon wanted to avoid it, but its body was already heavy and clumsy. At this time, the cold air penetrated into its bones, and it was completely paralyzed, without the slightest strength to resist.
Seeing Taimei still staying nearby, Xi Tong cursed secretly and shouted in a rough voice: "If we don't fight now, then when will we wait!"
Although I didn’t understand what it meant, the system mapped the meaning onto the Tamil spiritual concept.
Tamil woke up from a dream and waved his broken knife, "Kill!"
Seeing the ants rushing over, the red dragon struggled furiously, but the soil under it had long been soaked and softened, and its limbs sank into the ground little by little, as if it had been swallowed by a swamp.