Jiugai Dragon Song

The fire was like a dragon winding on the winding mountain road, and the black human head was moving under the torch, with murderous aura raging, so that the evil ghosts who were dormant at night did not dare to take a breath.

The fire illuminated half of the mountain, and there was no wind, and the grass blades were trampled.Furuki Jingli was also worried.

"They're there!"

"Chase!"

The evil dragon turned sharply and rushed over.

On the other side, Huangquanlin was still in the dead silence of the undercurrent.The smell of blood lingers for years.The wreckage of the monster beast was shattered, the internal organs were mixed in the mud, and the air was so sticky that it was disgusting.

The bone was crushed by a foot, and the sound of shattering echoed in the silence, causing all ghosts to wail.

A shallow panting sound was as weak as a mosquito.

The galloping footsteps staggered.He crushed Weihan's bones and almost tripped over the roots.

Blood dripped down his fingertips and was thrown behind him.The wild grass and the spiritual plants are hungry and thirsty, reveling in the "rain" from the sky.

The "rustling" sound behind him still followed unhurriedly, playing with his prey calmly.

Jun Xiangruo fled all the way to the edge of the cliff.

There was a gust of wind, and the light belts were flying in the night sky, and the flowing green was so strange.

The sea water that envelops the night is like thick ink, roaring at the bottom of the cliff.The waves hit the cliff, the water foamed into the sky, and even the moonlight was splashing.Hidden ghost claws, trying to pull the 16-year-old boy on the cliff into the abyss.

"rustle"

"rustle"

A huge black shadow sprang out from the bushes—a demon spider monster in the spirit silence period!

Several crimson eyes scattered around, staring at him, and the moonlight in his eyes was also dyed bloody by raging greed.

The nine long legs were shining like blades, approaching slowly, purple saliva dripped from the mouth full of fangs, and a puff of white smoke was set off on the ground.

It is a miracle that Jun Xiangruo escaped from its grasp with his cultivation base during his golden core period. If he confronts the enemy head-on, he will undoubtedly die.

He frowned, and backed away slowly, drowning is better than being torn apart, right?Without hesitation, he fell down the cliff on his back.

The sea water rushed towards him in an instant.

Blood pooled in the sea water.

The surrounding air bubbles surged, and there was an uproar, his head was dizzy, and his vision gradually blurred.

In the dimness, a huge black dragon swam in front of him from the darkness.

Borrowing a sliver of moonlight, the black scales on his body gleamed brilliantly in the dim light, a pair of black dragon horns were condensed like ice crystals, his temple hair was floating like ink, and his amber eyes were quietly watching him.

monster?

Jun Xiangruo wanted to laugh.

I hope the appearance of death is not too ugly—oh, maybe there are not even bones.

The figure of the dragon was hidden by the blood, and his consciousness faded away.

When Jun Xiangruo woke up, he coughed violently, and the wound on his body caused him to convulse in pain. When his vision gradually cleared up, he found himself lying on the shore, there was no one around, and the night sky was still strangely filled with the aurora. Walk across the beach and back again.

like a dream...