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I saw, in the mid-air of the abandoned capital.

A place most people can see when they look up.

The handsome green dragon shot out like an arrow and swooped down suddenly.

The target was the heart of the resurrected dragon.

Looking at that posture, it seems that he wants to directly penetrate the opponent's body, pointing to the core!

However, Gu Long is still Gu Long after all.

Even if he has been dead for many years, it is impossible to be beheaded so easily.

Perhaps it was the dense and fresh breath of dragon blood that stimulated this declining ancient dragon.

Its face seems to have become more ferocious, with a ferocious aura.

And began to invoke the mysterious power hidden in the blood.

in a blink.

A nearly transparent light-colored prism suddenly appeared on the dragon's chest like a shield, just blocking the only way for the green dragon to pass.

Then, the two collided suddenly.

It's just that the shocking loud noise and energy turbulence that people expected did not appear just like that.

On the contrary, like a feather falling to the ground, almost no sound can be heard.

There is no sound, it does not mean that the battle is suspended.

On the contrary, the battle between the two dragons fell into an extremely dangerous situation at an extremely fast speed.

The part of Qinglong's body that is in contact with the invisible prism looks like chopsticks submerged in sewage.

In this way, it was swallowed by the invisible prism with huge kinetic energy and power.

Moreover, the engulfed part cannot be detected with vision or mental perception.

It's like... the dense part of the body disappeared into the air out of thin air.

An Le, who was watching not far away, quickly smelled a slightly familiar aura.

That is the taste he will experience every time he transmits knowledge.

In an instant, An Le figured out where the other side of that prism led.

— the void.

A place that does not belong to this world, contains endless taboo knowledge, and has been explored by countless people, but no one can really explore it.

In this way, it is obvious.

The secret power flowing and displaying in this dead ancient dragon at this time is the extremely rare power of space.

An Le has always ignored this point.

The strength and physique of ancient dragons are of course something they are proud of.

However, their accomplishments in rituals and secret arts should not be underestimated.

Some giant dragons are more talented in the latter than the former.

But now, this revived ancient dragon unexpectedly still has two or three points of spiritual intelligence, and can judge that he is not a secret opponent in a frontal battle.

So I wanted to take this method and send him to the void where the two concepts of time and space do not exist.

It can be regarded as "exile" in another sense.

Even if Mi cannot be completely killed, if it can be trapped in the void for tens of thousands of years.

In terms of the result, it was not much different from killing him.

By the time Mimi returns to reality, the entire abandoned city has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Mi naturally also realized this, he couldn't let this prism transport him to an unknown void.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, the muscles all over his body exploded, and the power of the dragon's blood spewed out like a volcanic eruption.

The dragon claws that had penetrated half of them began to be pulled out slowly.

This is not just something that can be done with huge physical strength.

It also requires a considerable understanding of space.

Obviously, this dead old dragon is not the only one who has mastered this mysterious power.

Squeak - squeak -

The space is constantly being pulled under the action of two powerful forces.

It even made such a sound that even ordinary people's naked ears could hear.

It's like the screeching noise of fingernails rubbing against a blackboard.

Immediately, many people in the abandoned city showed discomfort and pain.

With their only cognition, it is difficult to judge the means used by the two sides at this time.

But one thing is certain.

These two creatures, which people have never seen before, are engaged in some kind of fierce confrontation that can determine the life and death of Abandoned City.

Unfortunately, I can't even understand the scene of the confrontation.

I can only tremble under these two mighty forces.

However, for transcendents with a slightly higher level, they can have some unprecedented feelings because of this picture.

in their field of vision.

The space controlled by two extraordinary forces collided and twisted in a strange and magnificent posture.

Like a flower of secret power in full bloom.

Just seeing one ten-thousandth of the deep mystery of this flower can bring these people's understanding of space and the extraordinary to a higher level.

People with sharper perception can see more and more beautiful pictures.

Countless precise lines are moving, and the delicate and sensitive space vibrates slightly. The extraordinary secret power seems to become a materialized existence, bursting out amazing sparks.

And this scene also touched An Le.

Not only because of the two precise and powerful spatial forces, but also because of the dragon blood surging in the bodies of the two giant dragons.

The qi and blood of the dead ancient dragon has decayed, but it still has a long and ancient aura.

And the dense blood is needless to say.

It was also the first time that An Le saw him showing such a posture, and shot with all his strength.

The fresh blood and the dragon power contained in it are so vigorous that it is almost like a plant growing hundreds of times faster.

With their response, An Le's spine also began to feel hot.

Like a red iron rod, it constantly stimulates the muscles and blood vessels in contact with the spine.

The blood in the body heated up rapidly, turning into a hot existence like magma.

Unknowingly, Anle's golden vertical pupils became sharper and sharper.

The lowermost part of the spine behind him, which is the "tailbone", was hot and numb for a while, as if something was about to break through the flesh and grow out.

"Roar--"

Finally, stimulated by the continuous creation of dragon blood from the ancient dragon's spine, An Le couldn't help but cry up to the sky.

With a shake of its wings, a thick tail came out from behind.

In the beginning, there was only a slender skeleton, entwined with sporadic flesh and blood.

But in the blink of an eye, more and more muscles grew rapidly, covering the pale bones, and soon took on a complete shape.

Finally, it is covered with a layer of fresh, hard scales.

A dragon tail was born.

A prompt also appeared on the panel.

【Tail of the Ancient Dragon】

【in the Legends……】

In normal times, An Le would definitely have thought about reading these words, but today, he didn't want to take care of such insignificant things at all.

The tyrannical mood, eager to fight, stirred in his heart.

"It's fine if you're a dragon."

An Le muttered to himself.

He suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

As dragons, harmony and friendliness are not the norm among them.

Fighting is the imprint engraved deep in their blood.

There are not so many fancy reasons for the dragon's body, soul, and supernatural mastery, it's just for fighting!

All these talents are but the weapons with which they arm themselves.

Although An Le could use the cursed slate to eliminate this unusual state of mind, he did not choose to do so.

Unlike the manic and violent desires before, he could clearly feel that he was sober this time.

This is more like an indescribable metamorphosis than a disorderly impulse.

Only through such battles can An Le complete the real sublimation of the ancient dragon's bloodline.

Thinking of this, An Le no longer hesitated, and flew away, also rushing into the battlefield where the two dragons were fighting.

At this time.

The invisible wrestling between Mi and the old dragon has reached the most intense stage.

Two incompatible extraordinary secret forces are rubbing and colliding at the spatial level.

It can be seen that there are obvious cracks on the prism on the chest of the resurrected ancient dragon.

The nearby space seems to be sunken, and there is a significant deviation visually.

More and more aura belonging to the void seeped out from the crack.

Two-thirds of the dense dragon claws have been pulled out from it.

Seeing that this is about to completely get out of control.

Obviously, even in the mastery of the secret technique, the secret is better than the old dragon.

And the only thing that the reanimated ancient dragon can do better than Mimi is...

It's dead!

Even this revived body is just a fast-burning torch, blazing with dead, decaying flames.

When the "fuel" in the body is exhausted, the ancient dragon will be extinguished quickly, and there will be no more sound.

But before the fuel is exhausted, the giant dragon can still use all the means it once had.

There is no need to worry about the side effects of using certain abilities.

There is no need to worry about damage to the body and soul.

From another perspective, this ancient dragon may be in a stronger state than before.

Gu Long's face was twisted ferociously, exuding resentment and jealousy.

It is jealous of secret.

If it can talk, it will definitely question.

"Why are you still alive?"

"How can you still have such a healthy and fresh body?"

This is the normal emotion of the dead towards the living.

Unwilling, resentful.

In the next second, the dragon blood in many wounds on its body really burned.

The color of the flame was pitch black with hints of gold.

At the same time, the previously condensed invisible mirror shattered in the blink of an eye.

Gu Long no longer wanted to rely on it to banish secrets, but decided to fight in the simplest, roughest, and most direct way.

And this is exactly what Hemi wanted.

He turned his head and saw An Le who was also soaring into the sky, with a smile on his face that had been completely transformed into a dragon.

If you dare not fight with dragons, no matter how high the concentration of dragon blood in your body is, you will not be able to transform into a real dragon.

The "dragon" here not only refers to the existence in the sense of race, but also surpasses human beings in spirit and will, and is as precious as gold.

And Father An, who I follow, should have such a spirit even if he is not a dragon.

There was hardly any eye contact. Anle, who had turned into a dragon, and Mi, who had turned into a green dragon, both made similar actions in response to the old dragon's attack.

boom!

An Le's shell-like body plunged into Gu Long's body.

Compared with the size of the two dragons, he is undoubtedly the most slender and petite one.

But this does not mean that An Le cannot cause damage to the dragon.

Being small also has its benefits.

It was difficult for the ancient dragon to attack An Le with its body.

However, it is invincible to ordinary creatures and has a considerable restraint effect, but it cannot take effect on An Le.

As a result, An Le could unscrupulously penetrate into the flesh and blood of dragons like now.

Hiss——

The hard scales were easily torn off by An Le's arms, revealing the scarlet and gray-black flesh underneath.

But this wound is too small for the whole dragon, almost undetectable.

An Le naturally knew this truth, and he had no intention of stopping there.

He stabbed the newly grown dragon tail deeply into the flesh and blood.

Then vibrate its wings and move forward at extreme speed.

The movement of Anle's body drives the movement of the dragon's tail.

It's as if he regards his body as a sharp knife, and his tail is the blade that penetrates into the flesh.

At this time, the sharp knife finally left a deep wound on the dragon's body.

Secret offensives ensued.

The dragon claws grabbed at its head, intending to crush it directly.

However, in mid-air, he was hit by Gu Long's waving arm.

Qinglong turned his head and opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, biting his thick arm...

The three non-human dragons fought brutally like this.

Use everything on the body that can be used as a weapon, such as claws, tails, wings, fists, teeth...to carry out melee combat that is not fancy at all.

Instead of having the slightest aesthetic feeling, the picture is only full of chilling bloody brutality.

Blood splattered and scales were broken.

Even the breaking of a limb seems to be an insignificant matter.

Nearly all the buildings were destroyed.

In the eyes of the people in the abandoned city, the proud buildings are not even qualified to be their toys.

Just in the aftermath—or a step, a movement of a body—it was crushed to pieces.

"This is really..."

"Amazing."

"There is still such an existence..."

The people who watched this battle that spread to the whole city trembled all over, and felt awe from the bottom of their hearts.

That is the fear of power far beyond oneself!

For a moment, they didn't know what words to use to describe their mood at the moment and the picture they saw.

But even so.

Such a battle scene seems to have some kind of magical power, so that people in the abandoned city can't take their eyes off it.

That is from the bottom of people's heart...the desire for power!

Both fear and desire, this is the attitude of ordinary people towards the strong.

And Meiji Heishan was in front of the screen, looking at Anle in the picture full of worry and nervousness.

An Le's body is the smallest among them, but her sense of presence is not low at all.

He can always appear in the vital parts that make Gu Long most uncomfortable, and he can also cause considerable damage.

Even in the face of the dragon claw it swung down, it resisted a blow without dodging.

But at the same time, he also suffered serious injuries.

This made Miki Montenegro quite worried.

She was not only worried about this battle, but had a premonition that after this battle, An Le might pay some unspeakable price.

It's just that these are no longer things that I can change.

finally.

After brutal hand-to-hand combat, the resurrected ancient dragon finally fell.

Now its body can't even be described as "complete".

The scales were almost completely shattered, and the wings had already been snapped off and thrown aside.

The large and small wounds were hideous and terrifying.

The previously burning black-golden flame gradually withered just like its existence.

The pair of black eyes slowly closed, no longer looking bright.

Gu Long fell to the ground like a dead hill.