Feeling the blood energy, those blood-colored pupils exuded a strong and domineering aura. Night Demon was confused. He had clearly isolated Lin Zihan in a cage of extreme darkness, and he had been firmly locked by the Shadow Trial, but he still experienced a dramatic change.
"This aura is so terrifying!" Long Ao said in a daze as he looked at the blood that was wrapping up the Shadow Trial bit by bit in the black vortex.
"Didn't he, the Night Demon, claim to be able to restrain all his masters? Yan Yaoqing didn't get any benefits from him before!" The fire dragon's mouth was still wearing clothes to watch the fun, and he smiled as if he didn't deserve a beating.
"But don't forget, Yan Yaoqing failed to kill Lin Zihan!" Long Ao took a deep breath, "Let's go, if something happens to Night Demon, we will really lose our last chance!" Huge metal dragon wings spread out behind the skeleton.
Huo Long glanced at Long Ao. Huo Long, who was always used to watching the excitement, was obviously not used to the boss's sudden nervousness.
The black sword of judgment annihilated Lin Zihan's murderous sword. Countless fragments of murderous intent were floating around the cage. The blood was stained with pure white murderous intent, instantly turning the murderous intent red. The violent murderous intent and the eternal... Blood is compatible.
Crimson cracks appeared on the extremely dark condensed sword of judgment, and the dragon scales produced exuded horrifying blood, which was the crystallization of killing.
"Your aura is worthy of your title as the God of Death!" Night Demon waved his hand, and from the vortex of judgment, two swords of judgment descended again, hanging above Lin Zihan's head.
"Stupid people always regard God as an aloof and invincible being." Lin Zihan's voice was like a loud bell, vibrating between heaven and earth and reaching the ears of everyone under his feet.
The voice full of murderous intent was like a sharp sword, instantly defeating everyone's courage to fight. It also completely made the people at their feet hold the weapons in their hands helplessly, but they still dared not move rashly.
This is the pressure of the dragon, this is the oppression of the bloodline. As a creature that lived hundreds of millions of years ago, as the strongest creature in Yuanxing, the dragon not only possesses a strong body, but also a vast spirit and a developed technology...
This was this time's mental oppression. From the Night Demon's perspective, it was as if the sound was just a little louder, and the absolute isolation of extreme darkness completely isolated Lin Zihan's mental pressure.
The three swords of judgment fell slowly, running over the red blood and approaching Lin Zihan's blood-red dragon scales little by little.
Slowly raising his head, Lin Zihan looked at the three falling swords of judgment indifferently, very calmly, and his calm eyes reflected the reflection of the sword of judgment like water.
"Brother!" Wu Kexin roared anxiously, with pink tears oozing out of the corners of his eyes. The pink light emanating from his body stung Wu Kexin's brain and stuck deep in Ling Fangyuan's mind, constantly awakening Ling Fangyuan's painful memories. .
Even so, Ling Fangyuan's hands still locked Wu Kexin's arms tightly, holding Wu Kexin firmly. Going forward was the battlefield, and the situation was changing rapidly. Ling Fangyuan would never let Wu Kexin In danger.
There were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Ling Fangyuan's eyebrows were tightened, and tears of grief hung in the corners of her eyes. The scene of Wu Jianming's death was played over and over again in front of Ling Fangyuan's eyes, and each time it was a scene. A thorn deep in my heart.
"Kexin, calm down!" That uncontrollable spiritual ability made Wu Kexin become irritable. The coquettish pink color exuded a compelling sense of prying eyes, and the pink light leaking out was a god that could change people's spirits. Sensitive elements, once contaminated, will suffer mental torture.
Sweat quickly soaked Ling Fangyuan's whole body, and her clothes clung to her plump body. The water vapor emitted, along with the pink light, enveloped the two of them in a mist.
"Wake up, my servant!" A blood-colored mark appeared on Lin Zihan's forehead. It looked like a drop of blood, with the word "king" carved out as a dragon.
Wu Kexin, who was originally struggling crazily, had his pink spiritual molecules instantly dissipated, his eyes were tired, and he glanced at Lin Zihan reluctantly, and the hand he stretched out in struggle dropped weakly.
At this moment, the dragon genes in Lin Zihan's body completely awakened the dragon scales formed by the blood and energy, forming a huge shadow that resisted the chains of the extremely dark cage. Lin Zihan's specially made battle suit was instantly torn into pieces, and his arms , the chest slowly grew fine dragon scales.
A fine dragon scale also grew on his back. As a genetic person created with dragon genes, Lin Zihan already had the characteristics of both a dragon and a human.
The nails lengthen, become thicker, and become extremely hard. The fine dragon scales on the hands form natural weapons and protection. With breathing, the dragon scales on the chest slowly open and close.
The ancient dragon appeared in front of everyone at this moment, in front of Night Demon.
"Are you really a dragon?" The black vortex rippled, and there was some curiosity in Night Demon's tone, but no fear.
"I am a noble dragon, the strongest warrior of the dragon clan, a blood dragon!" Lin Zihan introduced himself calmly, and with a casual wave of his right hand, he broke the blocking chain, reaching above his head. The blood in his palm condensed, and with a wave, A huge dragon claw rose from Lin Zihan's feet, holding three swords of judgment.
As Lin Zihan clenched his right hand into a fist, the huge dragon claws held the Sword of Judgment in his hand, a black halo spread out, the Sword of Judgment disappeared without a trace, and the chains of the extremely dark cage also dissipated in an instant.
"Night Demon, let's help you!" Long Ao shouted, and a long sword flew out of his hand. The blade was engraved with fine dragon patterns, but it looked so crude compared to Lin Zihan's dragon scales. .
The long sword pierced Lin Zihan's chest. The moment the sword edge touched Lin Zihan's chest, Lin Zihan held the blade with one hand. He exerted slight force with his five fingers, seemingly squeezing lightly. A long sword made of milled gold The sword broke directly into two halves.
Long Ao, whose consciousness was focused on the long sword, also received a heavy blow in his mind. This is also the biggest drawback of the exoskeleton. The exoskeleton weapon is closely connected with the telencephalon. Once it is destroyed, the driver's spirit will also be affected. Influence.
"Let's go, you are no match for him!" Night Demon roared loudly, and a huge black vortex appeared behind him, standing vertically behind him and blocking the three of them.
"At this time, you still care about three villains watching the fun." Lin Zi said coldly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips. The fully awakened blood dragon wanted to kill three people in the middle level of Dawn Level. , it is not difficult.
"Nightmare of the Abyss!" Night Demon roared, roaring hysterically, stretching out countless arms from the black vortex, grabbing the Night Demon's body, and tearing the Blood Demon into the vortex bit by bit.
The nightmare of the abyss has accumulated all the loneliness, ridicule and contempt that Night Demon has endured in order to enhance the darkness since he called himself a strengthener. It also contains the wail of every soul who died in the darkness. It is the most real nightmare.
"You are a warrior worthy of respect." Lin Zihan said lightly, with dark red blood claws forming on his hands, and he pounced on him.
With his blood-colored claws staring at the heavy pressure of the whirlpool, Lin Zihan's mind began to reflect the memory of dragons hundreds of millions of years ago, the memory of his own genes. A babbling blood dragon gradually became the Blood Dragon King by relying on fighting achievements.
The arrival of the Star Warrior caused a battle between the proud warriors of the dragon clan, the blood dragon. Yuan Xing fell into endless night and blood. The corpses of the dragon warriors fell in the mountains, plains, towns, deserts, rivers, oceans...
And the high-ranking Star Attendant is still there, scanning the last warrior of the Dragon Clan with his arrogant eyes.
Until the last moment of the battle, the blood dragon's huge dragon-shaped body slowly fell and landed in the lake that had long turned into blood. The blood dragon king's last resentment lingered for a long time and spread into a poisonous area around the blood lake. fog.
"So that's how it is." Perhaps after a thousand years, that sad memory has been diluted. Perhaps it is the memory from genes, which was diluted by Lin Zihan's cold killer character. Lin Zihan did not appear very sad, but rather Some joy of clearing away the clouds.
"Thank you, Night Demon." Lin Zihan said, his right hand directly broke through the vortex's defense and reached into the vortex. With the arm drawn out, Lin Zihan pulled Night Demon out of the vortex.
"Are you still too slow after all?" Night Demon said unwillingly. He was almost replaced by a part of the abyss. When the abyss spreads, it will swallow up Lin Zihan, and both of them will be swallowed up by the extreme darkness, and they will come to a place. The extremely dark world outside time and space is permanently erased from the world.
"You are already very strong. This nightmare of the abyss has awakened the dragon clan's long-standing wounds. Unfortunately, all I have are dragon genes. I will not be immersed in that nightmare." Lin Zihan's words were cold, his tone was cold, and his feelings were Cold, as if saying something that has nothing to do with me.
"The civilization of dragons has become a thing of the past. Now I am just a replica of a dragon!" Lin Zihan, who inherited the memory of the Blood Dragon King, after the second dragon awakened, his personality became the same as the Blood Dragon King. See This disaster started hundreds of millions of years ago.
"What a pity..." Lin Zihan slowly closed his eyes, retracted his right hand, and then suddenly grabbed it forward. His right hand passed through Night Demon's chest, leaving a big hole in Night Demon's chest.
The extreme darkness surrounding Night Demon dissipated, leaving behind a square and majestic face, exuding a compelling heroic spirit.
But this face was forever fixed at this moment. When he was dying, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of Night Demon's mouth. This life was finally over.
Putting his hands around Night Demon's body, Lin Zihan carefully placed Night Demon on a relatively clean boulder, and then flew towards the three people who were about to escape.
The giant claw penetrated the exoskeleton from behind, directly crushing the hearts of the fire dragon and the fat dragon. At this moment, Lin Zihan's strength had broken through the shackles and reached a height that Lin Zihan had never dared to imagine.
Throwing the body to the ground with his right hand, Lin Zihan directly clamped Long Ao's neck with his right hand, "Are you worthy of being called a dragon?" Lin Zihan said in disgust, and directly tore off the huge metal dragon wings from Long Ao's back with his left hand.
His right hand slowly squeezed Long Ao's neck, and his fingertips penetrated the exoskeleton and penetrated directly into Long Ao's neck, and blood flowed out through the gap.
"Go back and tell Yuan Tingkai that I will settle the old and new accounts with him." After saying that, Lin Zihan directly tore off one of Long Ao's arms and threw Long Ao away. Lin Zihan was too lazy to take action against those at his feet, and there was no need to take action.
At this moment, he was more worried about the seriously injured He Yunhua and Fu Yun, the exhausted Ying Luo, Lu Xin, and the unconscious Wu Kexin.
The moment Wu Kexin woke up, Lin Zihan felt the familiar feeling and the constant fate between the two people.
