Tribute to the Demon King

The magic dragon wailed terribly like a victim whose collarbone was pierced with a stick of fire. All the eyes on the back opened in an instant, and at the same time shot three finger-wide dark green beams at Zhou Yi. Each beam was enough to disintegrate the corroded skull. stones.If immersed in it, even a Servant would be severely wounded to the brink of death in an instant.

But after the intensive shooting was over, Zhou Yi remained unscathed in the smelly air.

Not to mention being injured, he didn't even lose a single hair.

"Useless useless useless useless—"

Zhou Yi stood up mockingly in a cold voice: "Can't you have something more exciting, reptile?"

Turning the magic gun in his hand half a circle, holding the magic gun with his backhand, aiming at the wound just now, a bright crimson light like a laser gushes out from the tip of the magic gun, penetrating deeply!

Sharp wailing resounded all over the field.

Contrary to the insignificant wound on the surface, Zhou Yi's blow caused an extremely fatal blow.

On the body of the demon dragon that was almost mad because of the pain, Zhou Yi deftly turned his wrist, turning a thorn into a clap, repelling dozens of tentacles in an instant.

Then he suddenly stretched out his free left hand, grabbed one of them, and jumped into the air with his strength like swinging a tree rope.

This seems like a stupid choice.

Seeing that Zhou Yi had no room to dodge, tentacles that filled his field of vision shot out in an instant.He didn't care about hurting his allies, and stabbed at Zhou Yi from all directions, covering all the directions he dodged.

But at this moment, the magic gun held in Zhou Yi's hand brought him down at a rapid speed.Before the tentacles closed, Zhou Yi escaped from the siege as deftly as a shooting star, slashed out three waves of flames from his body to force back the pursuit, and quickly made an emergency landing.

Zhou Yi had just stood on the ground with his feet when he felt a chill behind him.

He looked up subconsciously, and saw the endless black tentacles in the sky rushing like a waterfall, gathering from all directions, and falling towards him——

That was a devastating sight.

As if the canopy was collapsing, the group of pitch-black snakes squeaked and slanted down from the top of their heads.

Just looking at this scene is enough to break the courage of most people.

But Zhou Yi smiled instead of being surprised.

"Heh... solve it in one go."

With a soft snort, Zhou Yi put his feet on the ground, boldly raised the magic spear in his hand, and shot straight into the sky.

Broken sparks sprayed out from his body, turning into red lotuses and swirling back——

Instead of attracting flames, it shreds every tentacle with the gigantic magic spear.

Precise piercing, chopping, and mincing.

If it is repeated only once, mortals with excellent spear skills can do it.

But if it is repeated hundreds of times at a gust-like speed without losing power and accuracy, it is undoubtedly a spear technique that has stepped into the realm of magic.

In an instant, crimson shattered flames filled the sky.

The next move is to injure it severely!

Taking advantage of the vacuum of the tentacles, Zhou Yi held the flaming magic gun with both hands, and chanted loudly——

Author's message:

The second one is delivered!Cavendish Meow is Caven again... (Lie down)

Continue to code words... I think there is a third one! (chest out)

Well, the children should go to bed first...

Chapter 30 Emotion and Reason

Faint flames shot out from Zhou Yi's hair, and the flaming cloak fluttered behind him.

True red flames flowed out from between his fingers and flowed over the magic gun, melting it into a scorching flame.

Then, holding the magic gun in his hand, he aimed at the magic dragon that only existed in his imagination, and loudly reprimanded him.

"The red cross wedge, tearing the dragon's scales, digging out the internal organs—"

As soon as Zhou Yi spoke, the magic spear turned into a shooting star, aimed at the heart of the dragon, and flew away with a crimson murderous aura.

The red spiral shattered the air, spun in the air and slowly accelerated, pulled into a slender cross—then tore apart the dragon scales, and hit the huge heart with precision.

——Then, it exploded.

After froze for a moment, the imaginary dragon finally turned into spirit particles, floating in the air.

"Fakes are fakes after all..."

Zhou Yi heaved a sigh of relief, the flames on his body gradually went out, and he muttered regretfully: "Although it is much more complete than that piano, it is still not perfect..."

Before he finished speaking, the ground trembled without warning.

The next moment, an unusually dense thick fog rose from nowhere and covered Zhou Yi's vision. Even if Zhou Yi waved his magic gun to stir up a storm, it couldn't disperse even a single bit of it.

Then, a second monster walked out of the thick fog.With a baboon-like shape and a catfish-like head, it has two pairs of bat-like wings and fish-like webs, and its body is only over two meters tall.

But if we only analyze the strength, Zhou Yi can feel that the strength of these two monsters is actually not much different.

Even compared with the airless, bulky and deadly fantasy dragon, this baboon-like monster can completely cause Zhou Yi more troubles by relying on its flexibility.

However, Zhou Yi lost interest in the enemy instead.