With the joint efforts of all vests

Xia Zhe is still alive.

It's just that the state is not very good.Hong Yi is obviously wise. She and Xia Zhe chased each other on the boat for a long time, and the smell of blood spread on the boat. How can a person deal with a ball of silk thread?They tried burning with fire, but the effect was acceptable. Xia Zhe commanded the bullet to be rolled on the green scale powder and shot out, which indeed forced the opponent back and angered the opponent even more.

As long as Xia Zhe is still around, she will target Manchuanren.

Just when he was considering whether to abandon the ship, a strange chirping sound shocked everyone on the spot, including Hongyi, and the sound was not even scary, but Qingyue's birdsong.

A broken line of green light flashed like a bolt of lightning, knocking the cluster of red strings off the boat, and Xia Zhe noticed that it aimed at the core of the cluster of red strings, where the protection was airtight, densest and most dense Difficult to destroy.

The green-winged bird looked at him with pale golden pupils, and he was secretly wary of these golden pupils... Then the bird really rushed towards him, sinking into his body like a ray of light.

Just when Xia Zhe was at a loss——

He saw himself getting farther and farther away from the boat, and saw the red thread disintegrate into a small dot at the end of his vision.

"How is this..."

The wind was very loud, and his voice was blown far away, but Xia Zhe doubted that no one could hear what he was saying. He was at a height of more than a thousand meters, and the whole world seemed to have only his own echo.

There is also the sound of the heart beating violently. This heart is working hard to pump blood to all parts of the body. Every time Xia Zhe beats, he can feel the blood vessels under his ears swell with it.

He's a guy who thinks he's an awakened earth element, he's fucking in heaven!

He wanted to swear, and he opened his mouth to pour out the wind.

The communicator is on the neck, but maybe it is because the distance is too far, or because of some magnetic field interference, when Xia Zhe is not at a high position, he can still hear a few words, but at present, he estimates that he is at an altitude of 7000 meters , communication failure.

Apart from the bird, there is only himself, and he vaguely doubts: "The bird can't enter my body, can it?"

He touched his eyebrows, and it stands to reason that he would have been stunned by the cold if he stayed a thousand meters above the ground without any protection, but there was no trace of frost between his brows, and his abilities seemed to be separated by a mysterious film It is also unusable. At this altitude, there are not even any birds. If he goes up like this again, he estimates that he will be able to fly to outer space soon.

It would be too weird to die from lack of oxygen or radiation in space—however, he vaguely touched the threshold of elementalization when he was fighting the red clothes, although experts have repeatedly emphasized that there is no "earth element" ", uh, but Xia Zhe did feel that he changed from a human to something else, and then back to a human.

On the bright side, maybe he can figure out how to live in a space environment in a few minutes.

Fortunately, this feeling of floating stagnated, but Xia Zhe did not land.

The green kite that may exist in his body seems to be looking for something. The next moment, Xia Zhe experienced the feeling of a high-altitude free fall... Although it is not that he has not received this kind of training before, but 7000 meters is really not--

He felt that the wind was about to cut him in half, and he also felt that a fire seemed to be burning on the surface of his body.

But Qingyuan grasped that speed, their landing speed was fast and slow, he saw a flock of birds, the moment he approached, the flock of birds scattered, as if they had been broken, and then Xia Zhe felt that he was finally parallel After moving for a while, the human building was like a small dot, and finally he could barely see it clearly, but Xia Zhe was sure that he was definitely not near the Philippines.

His brain was dizzy from the congestion, and he was aching from the fast and slow speed, but he knew: "Think of yourself as a stone, or a handful of dirt." That way at least he wouldn't spit it out.

He didn't notice that his uniform was completely torn apart by the red clothes and the blue kite during this period, and his skin was covered with a layer of earthy gray shell. When he finally landed...

It fell directly into pieces.

And at his landing point, sirens blared.

Xia Zhe and Xia Zhe's pieces didn't realize this, his brain couldn't think about it anymore, he only felt——

So hungry.

Want to eat dirt.

Then he "eats".

"what is this???"

Did the fearless mob outside finally decide to air bomb/bomb the White House?

Although the president's family has withdrawn from the White House, those who stayed behind patrolled day and night, and had to stop those who dared to rush in to see the dragon.

The object that fell from the sky fell not far from the black dragon, and when the guards tried to get a closer look at what it was, the gloomy sky suddenly cleared up.

Black Dragon raised his head.

It has been silent, weak, but also majestic.

This may be the first time for Westerners to really come into contact with dragons at close range, but they fear it, despise it, and dare not approach it. This complex emotion cannot be described, so they pass on everything about dragons in silence topic.

Now it raised its head and opened its scarlet pupils.

So people noticed that there were five cyan spikes nailed to its body, one of which directly penetrated the dragon's jaw.

The sky cleared, the dark clouds dispersed, the land was moist after the rain, and the smell of green grass and soil came to the tip of the nose.

The nearest guard was inexplicably dazed.

He saw what it was.

That gray-brown clod looks like a broken portrait. He has seen similar prayer portraits of Indians or African tribes in museums?It feels pretty much the same.

The portrait quickly flew up, while the dragon raised its upper body, the bricks and stones were shattered, and the dust heaved.

The pieces of the figure were reassembled into a human form, and became huge and majestic, turning into a giant of earth and stone with a height of more than ten meters.

The guard's mouth grew wide, and the ground around him sank in a wide circle, and they understood what was going on, and the giant plucked away this part of the soil.

The giant took a step forward.

But—for a dragon nearly 300 meters long, this giant will only reach the height of his head.

The crowd who came near the White House for various reasons caused commotion. When the black dragon was a crouching dragon, of course they dared to approach it, but even if the other party was seriously injured and extremely weak, as long as it moved, they would feel fear.

The crowd pushed and walked back, and Borg, who had been guarding and did not leave, immediately asked his companions to put down the sign to help clear the crowd.

As for the dragon and the giant——

The military brought in tanks.

No one has ever collected dragon blood, because its blood would evaporate directly in the air, so the current dragon seems to be wrapped in a red mist. Anderus stared at it for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Catch it."

She threw her sword at the giant.

The giant sword enlarged in mid-air, and became the size of a hand after the giant caught it.

With the help of this sword, Xia Zhe's sanity was almost recovered.

Xia Zhe: "...!?"

All of this - what's going on! ?

He flew to Eagle Country, and now he is pointed at by the barrel, which is normal.

Opposite him is a dragon, Dongfang Dragon, the dragon that was crucified on the ship in the "spiritual world". Now that the dragon has gained consciousness, it is not only entrenched in the White House, but also seems to be in the opposite camp with him.

This is, very weird.

Leaving aside the problem of painting style violation, Xia Zhe knew that he could not do such a thing of slaying dragons on the spot by himself, and Qing Yuan was the only one who blessed his strength.

And although he regained consciousness, he still couldn't control his body. He could only feel that Qing Yuan was controlling him, not to mention feeling "elements". He didn't know how many times stronger he was under control.

But Xia Zhe could only helplessly watch his "flying may" shake the big tree, raised his sword and charged at the dragon——

It was like a teleportation charge.

A sense of power came roaring.

A bit of silver light pierced the air, the clouds completely split, and the sun shone down, as if injecting strange power into the sword.

Xia Zhe heard Qingyuan's cry again, and based on himself, it was as if the air was vibrating and disintegrating. The invisible soul of this kite bird appeared behind the giant, and it was many times larger, as if turning half of the sky into a It became cyan-silver, cyan and black mixed into a gorgeous light.

The light started to crack and weather from the black part, and the cyan spikes detached from the black dragon, suspended in mid-air, and finally shrunk and flew into Xia Zhe's hands, while the black dragon's crimson eyes showed resentment , but the red is also dimmed, and every part of it is blown everywhere

Xia Zhe felt that Qingyuan had also disappeared. Its last power was to manipulate the spikes into his hands. This Qingyuan seemed to have no mind, only the obsession to chase the black dragon and solve the target, and Xia Zhe vaguely realized that when it entered When I was in my own body, it was just a soul. It just left everything behind and left. It may have returned to the spirit world, or it may have just dissipated.

It has almost half a teacher's friendship with Xia Zhe, and it is so determined to leave.Xia Zhe is holding the nail, still maintaining the appearance of a giant, just standing there, no matter whether he releases the state to reveal his oriental face, or just faces the gun barrel——

Anyway, Xia Zhe couldn't distract himself from thinking about the strange details of the battle for a while.

For example, starting a battle is too easy, as if it is an exhibition match against others.

It's normal, because both Heilong and Qingyuan are Wang Eryi.

The author has something to say: Moyu has finally finished writing, and I must get up early to type words tomorrow, damn qwq