Chapter 667 Donkey scolding the dragon, great achievement
The attack of the two mantra soul-suppressing talismans bought time for several people. They saw Zhang Guanzhu using the undulating rocks to pass through the chaotic dragon power and black fog and was about to reach the end of the dragon chain. Suddenly, a cold light pierced from the black air and dust.
The sneak attack came without warning. It wasn't until the attack was launched that a shadow hidden in the darkness appeared vaguely.
It was a humanoid monster made up of countless dark dragon lice.
The dragon louse is originally a dead thing, and the aura in the space is mixed, hiding it without revealing any clues.
Almost at the same time, a strange dragon roar came from the air, and violent sound waves suddenly exploded in Guanzhu Zhang's ears.
All kinds of brilliance on Zhang Wenfeng's body flashed violently, and even the canopy of merit swayed, showing a circle of illusory golden light and shadow. His clothes were hunting, his feet could not stop retreating, and his brain was buzzing with severe explosion pain. He had been hit by a sound blast a long time ago.
Familiar painful memories.
The sneak attack of the sonic secret technique unleashed by that cunning dragon soul is somewhat similar to the combination of lion's roar and sonic boom technique, which not only attacks the soul but also has an explosive impact.
Perhaps it was because the dragon soul's strength was not sufficiently restored. Such a sonic attack could not seriously injure him, but would only make him suffer and take some time to recover.
Zhang Guanzhu was dizzy, weak and uncomfortable, and when faced with monster attacks, he swung his sword based on instinct.
"Cang", a fatal blow that missed the front. The cold light passed by him and hit the rock beside him. It exploded into a ball of twisted black mist in the thunder and lightning fire. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand almost flew away.
Tu Kun had no time to control the flying rocks and extended them to cover the viewer. He stretched out a hand and threw it in front of the viewer.
A pile of yellow sand gathered together and turned into a wall of sand, filled with yellow mist and light, separating the viewer from the monster chasing out of the darkness behind.
"Bang", the monster's bloated hand held a black bone spear, which smashed through the sand wall that was not completely solidified.
Lezi and Yang Shuilan were attacked by strange sound waves at the same time. They could not hold on for long. They were thrown more than ten feet away by the dragon's mighty whirlwind re-applied by the dragon soul. They hit the stone wall with two "bang bang" sounds, and then fell into
Inside the purple snail tower that Yang Shuilan threw out in advance.
The two mantra soul-soothing charms attached to the black chains turned into childish powder and were swept away by the wind.
"Thunder attack!"
The flying rocks undulated and raised, and Tu Kun's dull yell came out.
A silver thunder ball as big as a fist, with a loud "thunder" sound, hit the monster's head, which was paused for a moment due to the sand wall. The bright and jumping lightning seemed to dye the monster with a layer of silver liquid. It used every opportunity to strike.
Overlapping dragon and louse gap attacks.
Lu Zijin had already reached about five feet away from the monster. Withstanding the huge pressure of the dragon, the thunderballs hit the monster's head one after another.
Seeing that the donkey's lightning attack could not be stopped for a moment, a strange dragon roar came from the air again.
Lu Zijin was struck by a sonic wave and shook his head. The lightning on his body was dazzling, and it defused most of the dragon soul sonic attack. However, the five-thunder blast was interrupted.
Zhang Wenfeng leaned back against the rock, with Tu Kun taking the pressure of the dragon's power for him. His eyes were cold, and he recited the scriptures silently. With two fingers of his left hand pointing one finger at a time, green thunder fell from the sky, ignoring the interference of the surging black energy, and penetrated straight into it like a sharp blade.
The monster's head was frozen in place with silver lightning wrapped around it.
Three thunder balls are superimposed with a magical thunder spell. No matter how resistant the monster is to spell attacks, it will not be able to withstand it.
"Boom!" There was an explosion, and countless fist-sized dragon bugs flew in all directions, making screams that broke through the air. They were the first to hit Lu Zijin, and there were continuous "bang bang" sounds, and they flew away with thunder missiles, in the darkness.
Draw out the brilliance that quickly disappears.
Zhang Wenfeng swung his sword to block the dragon louse that hit him, and stared at a black skeleton standing a few feet away.
The dragon soul was suppressed here and could not use most of the dragon spells. In order to deal with him, he took great pains and spent ten years to refine a fourth-level skeleton puppet. It was also disguised with dragon lice that were not afraid of water and fire.
Dragon Soul put down its arrogance and became very insidious.
"gravity!"
There was a muffled sound in the ridge.
The skeleton puppet had just escaped from the lightning attack, and its withered legs were wrapped with silk and dark yellow luster. It was bound in place and struggled violently. It slowly raised the bone spear with flowing light in its hand, and black energy emerged from the bones.
Zhang Wenfeng had finished reciting the scriptures silently, and a "bell-ringing curse" ignored the black energy protection surrounding the puppet and hit the black skull. His magical power increased with the increase of his cultivation level, and the power increased greatly, which was enough to restrain the puppet soul.
things.
Huang Zhongda Lu's soul-shaking attack caused flickering fire to appear in the black holes in the skull's eye sockets.
Countless golden runes appeared on the surface of the skull like spider webs, trapping the soul consciousness inside the puppet.
The dragon soul roared again and again, and the black energy pressed heavily toward the area where the Taoist priest was like a prison.
He used several sound attacks from a distance, but they consumed too much and the power was no longer effective. If he used them again when the opponent was prepared, the effect was not great. He could only try his best to activate the instinctive dragon power to delay the puppet who had not done anything.
A feeling of sadness and anger arose in my heart that a dragon was trapped in the shallows and was being tricked by a shrimp.
Why are these humans so difficult to deal with?
In particular, the Taoist boy is weird and often unexpected, but he can always restrain his prepared methods.
Doesn't he understand the current lower world?
Seeing one thing but not the other, Lu Zi took a chance and suddenly thrust his four hooves towards the ground. He flew up into the air and passed through the layer of black air. With a "bang", he fiercely hit the skeleton puppet restrained by the viewer. He was covered in majestic lightning.
It poured like a tidal wave into the frame that was leaking air from all sides, and there was a roar of thunder.
The force of the collision was so huge that the puppet left two sole bones in place, flew several feet, and then hit flying rocks.
There was a leak in the house and it rained all night. The skeleton puppet was hit by lightning and splashed, falling to the ground and shaking.
Lu Zijin was chasing after him with four huge black donkey hooves, and he stomped on the puppet. The lightning was like a blazing light. Even the magic weapon was crushed by him. The bones cracked and exploded. No matter what kind of spirit it was, it was a ghost.
They all wailed and were trampled to death under his hooves.
The dragon soul was so angry that it roared: "Asshole, I will crush you!"
Lu Zijin retorted and yelled: "You bastard Dragon King, little reptile, besides threatening and saying a few dry and harsh words, you have other shit skills. Just follow the example of Mr. Donkey and greet him. Mr. Donkey will frown and give you your last name."
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In terms of his venomous tongue skills that can anger people to death without repaying their lives, Lu Zijin ranks among the top two in Xianling Temple.
He twisted his donkey's buttocks to provoke death, and his body movements were exaggerated and rich.
"You... despicable donkey demon..."
Dragon Soul was so angry that he was speechless.
The lunzi trampled on his hooves wildly, and bombarded him mercilessly, "Your uncle, you are despicable when you are stepped on by the donkey. Your whole family is despicable. Your ancestors have been despicable for eighteen generations. They are reptiles, bugs, and snot dragons! Ah!"
Uh...ah uh!"
He was so proud that he cursed poetry.
He quarreled with the old cripple and worried that the old cripple wouldn't be able to burp in one breath. He often couldn't exert his full strength and restrained himself.
Opportunities to scold a dragon king are rare.
He cursed so heartily that his blood boiled and he could curse for a lifetime.
The viewer has said that scolding is also a tactic called "attacking the mind first". In the final analysis, he is trying to gain opportunities for the viewer. Of course, if he can curse the dragon soul to death, it will be a great achievement.
The sound of a dragon's roar rang out in the air, and the billowing black air surrounded the donkey who was scolding merrily. The dragon soul almost fainted with anger.
It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.
He was going to press that bitch to the ground, rub and crush it hard!
Even the King of Heaven and I couldn't stop his anger.
Yang Shuilan and Lezi, who flew out from the Purple Snail Tower, were dumbfounded and their eyelids twitched. Next time they go back, they should tell their father that they are old and don't compete with a donkey. What's the point of winning the quarrel? .
Tu Kun controlled the vibration of the flying stone and defeated the black energy heading towards the dragon chain. He stretched out a palm from the rock, pushed hard on the back of the viewer, and shouted, "Go!"
Zhang Wenfeng stabbed forward with his sword, moving like an arrow. When the black energy tried to stop him, it was already too late.
When he landed at the end of the dragon-locking chain, he leaned over and squatted down. With his left hand, he easily grabbed the black chain refined by a Taoist master and recited the salvation scriptures that restrained the dragon soul.
He felt fierce in his heart, this time he would torture the dragon soul for three days and three nights.