The extremely evil scholar with the worst cultivation and the worst animal pet was the first one who couldn't bear it at this time.
As for the others, it's okay. After all, they all have fourth-level beast pets to protect their bodies, so they won't be directly frozen by the cold wind.
Black Crow, Mrs. Ghost Infant and the coffin bearer almost all attacked together at this time.
The Black Feathered God flew out, with black energy surging from his body, and screamed, shocking his mind. However, this method was of no use to the old dragon, who kept flying in the air, and every time he danced, he could drive the wind and snow.
Such magical means are truly miraculous.
In the current situation, Black Feather God cannot fly up and is completely suppressed by the old dragon. He is not a being of the same level at all.
The baby in Madam Guiying's arms screamed, and the next moment, several air blades flew out, and the old dragon sneered, actually resisting with his physical body.
Although the air blade is strong, its power is reduced beyond a certain distance. What's more, the old dragon's scales are tough and can only leave shallow marks on it when separated by more than ten feet, making it difficult to cause serious damage.
Even the man carrying the coffin was helpless against the old dragon flying in the sky at this moment. Neither he nor his pet corpse were good at flying.
The old dragon was obviously using his own advantage to control the wind and snow in this barrier and freeze people to death.
Lin Jin naturally had the means, he could just contact the Nebula Realm directly, but in that case, there would be nothing he could do to the old dragon. What's more, if the barrier was really lifted, the opponent would most likely escape.
If Old Long ran away, he would definitely not be found for a while, and He Yu would be in danger.
This may also be Lao Long's plan.
Lin Jin communicated with the Beast Museum at this moment, and the next moment, the curator's door was vaguely visible behind Lin Jin, and this time, the curator's door opened with a creak.
The next moment, an invisible pressure surged out along with a ray of light.
In just an instant, the snow and cold wind caused by the old dragon shattered directly, as if in the blink of an eye, the snow and wind receded and the morning sun appeared.
The situation is obviously not just that.
Lin Jin knew that the old dragon had been severely injured before, and his silk needle had shattered one of the opponent's meridians, so the old dragon was only at the end of his strength. At this moment, the aura overflowing from the crack in the door was borrowed by Lin Jin and wrapped around a silk needle. At this moment, it was
Shoot out.
The silver needle was so small that it was difficult to detect, and the old dragon was stunned for a moment in the air, then screamed and fell to the ground spurting blood.
It looked like he had been severely injured.
But no one noticed what happened just now. Everyone only saw a door behind the curator opened a crack, and under the light, the powerful old dragon collapsed.
"The curator is really awesome!"
"This time, the curator probably didn't intend to take action himself. It's just that this old dragon was looking for death and injured the curator's disciples, which led to the curator's appearance in person. This old dragon was looking for death himself."
The Black Crow and the Evil Scholar looked at each other at this moment, and both saw the thoughts in each other's eyes.
The ghost baby and the coffin bearer over there had the same idea.
At this moment, the curator just released his magical aura and beat the old dragon to the ground with serious injuries. Naturally, there was no need for the curator to take action anymore. The man carrying the coffin had already rushed forward and punched the old dragon hard.
Although the old dragon was severely injured at this time, he still had the power to fight back. However, against a master like the man carrying the coffin, he could only be beaten at this time. Within a moment, he was already dying.
The man carrying the coffin was filled with black energy, and his muscles and bones were like steel. He was respectful to the curator. At this moment, he accepted the request and immediately retreated. This old dragon had no power to resist. What to do next, it must be the curator.
It takes time to decide.
Lin Jin took an extra look at the coffin bearer at this time.
This coffin-carrying man was very discerning. As soon as the old dragon fell down, the coffin-carrying man knew what he was thinking. He immediately stepped forward and crippled the old dragon. He probably also used the power of corpse terror, and then took the initiative to step back and let himself make a decision.
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He is a wonderful person.
Although this coffin-carrying man looks cold and scary, he is cruel and doesn't talk much, but he is very thoughtful and extremely smart.
Lin Jin naturally nodded in approval at this time.
Black Crow and the others over there reacted, secretly thinking that the coffin-carrying man moved so fast, and regretted that he had not thought of letting the coffin-carrying man take the lead. Judging from the look of the curator, he was obviously very satisfied with the coffin-carrying man.
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Misstep!
Now that the overall situation was decided, Lin Jin stepped towards Lao Long.
At this moment, the old dragon was entrenched on the ground, dying, and its jade scales were covered in scars. Dragon blood was constantly pouring out of the old dragon's mouth, which showed the powerful lethality of Lin Jin's silver needle that carried energy just now.
Of course, this was something Lin Jin got wrong.
The reason why the old dragon was so seriously injured was not just because of the silver needle. The main reason was that the old dragon was abruptly interrupted when he was performing a spell, and the spell backfired, which is why he was injured like this.
However, Lin Jin didn't know about this kind of thing, and others didn't understand it either. Naturally, they all attributed the credit for defeating the old dragon to the curator.
Seeing the curator wearing a devil mask approaching, the old dragon tried to lift the dragon's head several times, but could not. The old dragon had lived for more than four hundred years and was extremely smart. He naturally knew what was waiting for him next.
"Cough, cough!" He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the old dragon said at this time: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, I admit defeat. You, the master, are so advanced in cultivation that Yu Hong feels inferior. You, the master, are broad-minded. You should know that we and other monsters are practicing."
It’s not easy. I ask Master to be noble and spare my life. I am willing to take back the power of the curse and at the same time, I will tell Master a big secret.”
Now you know you are scared and want to ask for mercy?
It's late.
Not to mention what a real master would do, at least in Lin Jin's case, he could no longer trust this old dragon.
What's more, Lin Jin already knew at this moment that the old dragon was already dead. Even if he didn't kill it, it wouldn't live long. The power of the curse was the key to its continued life. How could it be easily withdrawn?
Nine times out of ten, you are stalling for time again.
As for the so-called huge secret, Lin Jin was also not interested. It was most likely that the old dragon had made it up.
So Lin Jin didn't say anything. The old dragon guessed that the momentum was wrong and hurriedly said: "Master, do you really want to kill me? If you kill me, the curse on the sixth princess will never be broken. She
In the end, there is no way to escape death.”
Lin Jin shook his head.
At this time, Lao Long is still talking nonsense. Others may have doubts about what he said, but when it comes to Lin Jin, it is a hundred disbeliefs.
Because how to remove the curse, Lin got the answer from the museum as early as possible, that is, just kill the old dragon directly, without doing anything else at all.
Seeing that the curator hadn't spoken yet, Old Long was really panicked this time.
Living for more than four hundred years is a long time, but the more you live, the more you fear death.
Perhaps knowing that his death was approaching, the old dragon was trembling all over.
At this time, Lin Jin secretly pinched a spell in his sleeve.
The next moment, Xiao Huo suddenly pounced over, grew in size, and bit the old dragon's neck.
The sharp teeth directly bit through the old dragon's neck, and the dragon's blood spurted out. The old dragon twisted and struggled, but it was gradually becoming weak.
"Drink as much as you can. This is dragon's blood. It is a great tonic. It is a hundred times stronger than dragon's blood pill." Lin Jin told Xiaohuo.