After Lu Mingfei said the words "don't want to die", Old Tang's body seemed to have more vitality, but the surrounding tissues began to squirm violently.
The black and red flesh squeezed towards Lu Mingfei, pressing him against his huge heart.
Lu Mingfei looked at the white bone material starting to grow around him, and suddenly realized that he was now inside the chest of a dragon.
After the surrounding tissue began to grow, the color on Old Tang's face faded very quickly. When Lu Mingfei saw this, he immediately said: "Don't die."
There is magic in language. With Lu Mingfei's words, Old Tang's face turned rosy again, and Norton's regeneration also accelerated.
"What did you do?" Old Tang raised his head, the golden color in his eyes gradually faded, but he also lost weight: "Lao Lu, are we encountering a biological crisis?"
Lu Mingfei lay on the beating tissue and smiled with difficulty: "This is my super power. I have changed my profession now and become a druid. Did you see it? This is the tree skin technique."
As he spoke, Lu Mingfei raised a hand and showed his bark-like hand to Old Tang.
"Brother is awesome..." Old Tang said feebly. The organization behind him was constantly sucking out his life force, and waves of weak dizziness appeared in his mind again.
Lu Mingfei saw it and understood that Old Tang's current situation was caused by his heart behind him. He used his right hand to stab the beating heart.
But the texture of this muscle was completely different from the soft tissue before. The solid and powerful muscle blocked Lu Mingfei's sharp wooden claws from piercing just a little before being blocked.
"It seems... you haven't learned how to be a bear yet..." Old Tang's face turned pale again, but he still tried his best to make a joke: "Stop teasing me, it's useless. You can leave quickly."
Outside, there was a huge explosion, and blazing flames seemed to be burning nearby. His heart was contracting, once again squeezing the life force from Old Tang's body.
"I will not abandon you." Lu Mingfei said firmly: "Don't die."
The huge vitality returned to Old Tang's body again, and Norton took over the huge power, repaired the wound made by Ender, and broke out of the shell.
At this moment, in the outside world, Ander was hovering in the sky with Angers on his back. Next to him was a wall of wind that shot straight into the sky. The storm rolled up sand and gravel, blocking all prying eyes.
"There's something wrong with those pseudo-dragons. I've never seen such a creature before." Ender complained, "Did you see it? I clearly crushed his neck."
"There is something indeed wrong. Maybe it is the effect of some kind of spirit spirit?" Angers, as a master of dragon slaying, has never seen such a strange scene: "This kind of regeneration ability far exceeds the records of the secret party."
"It seems we still have a lot to study about these guys." Ender fired several fireballs from time to time, interrupting Norton's regeneration.
Not far away, the commissioners of the execution department looked uneasily at the launch vehicle next to them.
"Is this possible?" A commissioner looked at the person in charge of the launch and asked: "The target can't even be seen."
"Follow Mr. Ander's instructions and just hit the wind wall." The commissioner in charge of the launch did not raise his head. With the operation of the machine, the warhead carrying the Philosopher's Stone flew towards the wind wall in the distance.
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Ender, who was hovering in the air, heard the sound of the warhead whizzing out. At that moment, the wind wall cracked a big hole, allowing the warhead to pass through the wind wall unscathed.
"Now, use the spirit of speech." Ander shouted.
As Angers read out the dragon text, the speed of the world slowed down, and Ander and Angers became the only creatures in this space that could move normally.
Ender flapped his wings and rushed towards the still-flying warhead.
"You want to grab that thing with your hands?" Ange lay on top of Ender, resisting the burden of the spirit: "Time zero can't eliminate the kinetic energy!"
"I have studied physics, but I am a dragon. Don't use human common sense to think about the behavior of dragons." Ender grinned, showing an arrogant smile, and grabbed the tail end of the rocket with one dragon claw, not minding the burning heat at the tail.
flame while the other hand adjusts the position of the rocket.
Rockets that looked huge to humans were as slender as daggers in the hands of the dragon.
"Ange," Ender aimed at Norton, who was trembling and spreading his wings below, and asked Ange: "Do you know the most important move of a one-handed sword?"
"Isn't it just a thorn?" Ange understood what Ander was going to do, and lay on Ender's back, maintaining Time Zero's existence: "Hurry up, I don't have much time to chat with you."
Ender put away his smile, aimed at Norton below, swooped down from the sky, tightened the rocket sword in his hand, and rushed towards the underdeveloped Norton on the ground.
The most common mistake that beginners who use swords make is to slash with wide open and wide strokes. Only after a long period of training can they resist the instinct and use fast, accurate and hard thrusts.
And now, with the power of the dragon combined with the speed and the power of rockets brought by Ange Yanling, the stab that Ender is about to use will undoubtedly be more powerful than any sword move in martial arts novels.
Have you ever heard of a sword move that falls from the sky?
But Ximen Chuixue is a flying fairy from the sky.
No, this move is the Brass Dragon Fighting Technique: Rocket Sting!
The giant dragon falling from the sky held the rocket in its hand. Under the powerful kinetic energy converted from the gravitational potential energy, the rocket pierced Norton's back. The sharp warhead broke the pale white ribs and penetrated deeply into Norton's chest.
Ender then climbed up and slapped the opponent's face with his tail, breaking some of Norton's newly grown teeth.
Unexpectedly, the warhead that penetrated Norton's body did not explode. Ender climbed into the sky, looked at Norton with rockets inserted into his body, and spat out a few sparks angrily.
"Damn it, what should I do?" Ender flapped his wings uneasily: "Do you still have the Philosopher's Stone?"
"Nicholas only refined this, but look at Norton's look." Angers was calmer. He patted Ender on the back and asked him to look down.
Below, Norton was whining weakly, black blood spitting out of his mouth, and he seemed to be greatly hurt.
Back in time a few seconds ago, Lu Mingfei, who kept using the spirit of words to renew Old Tang's life, was anxious and he did not have a suitable weapon in his hand.
The next moment, accompanied by strong vibrations and the sound of broken bones, a rocket fell from the ceiling. It squeezed through the surrounding flesh and bones and fell next to Lu Mingfei.
"Hello, you have a new express delivery, please sign for it!" Number Zero's polite voice echoed in Lu Mingfei's mind.