Huang Zhizong felt that the surging power in his body was no longer rushing out, but a powerful suction in Xun Long's palm, pulling out the power in his body that did not belong to him.
The golden thread was pulled out of the body, and Huang Zhizong's eyes gradually returned to a somewhat calm expression. The decisive golden light in his eyes just now dimmed a lot. Huang Zhizong changed from a mad warrior to a defeater.
In Blood Dragon's heart, everything was over. Was he still betting wrong? It seems that although the spear and halberd has improved Huang Zhizong's strength, it is not his own power. After all, it is not his own power. It is still inferior to Xun Long.
"That's it..." Xun Long said disdainfully. On the back of his hand, a piece of bronze armor slowly stretched out and landed on the back of Huang Zhizong's hand.
"This power does not belong to you!" Blood Dragon can no longer sit idly by. At least the power of the Holy Golden Spear and Halberd, as well as the ancient Dragon Clan inheritance, Blood Dragon cannot turn a blind eye to, even if he is just the embodiment of Lin Zihan's obsession.
Hearing Xue Long's words, Xun Long's mouth twisted, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face. His face, like a dead tree, began to become younger quickly, and his ravine-like wrinkles became much lighter, but his skin did not look as young after all. People are so fair and tender.
"Oh, I forgot, there is a little bug here!" Xun Long looked at Xue Long with disdain. Dragons, even the ancient dragon clan, the Blood Dragon King and his like came in person, Xun Long's eyes were like this.
That kind of disdain and contempt is supported by strength, and Xun Long has such strength that he looks down on the Dragon Clan, and it can even be said to be contemptuous.
Because Xun Long was a being who had slaughtered dragons in the ruins of the Dragon Clan. Although it was just a remnant of dragon thoughts, to Xun Long, it had already made Xun Long look down on the Dragon Clan.
"Don't you think it's too much for you to seize the power that belongs to others like this?" Xue Long watched as the golden threads were pulled out of Huang Zhizong's body by Xun Long.
Those powers were originally the powers that Huang Zhizong drew from the Holy Golden Spear, but now Huang Zhizong is more like a transfer station, and all the powers eventually flow into Xun Long's arms.
Although Xue Long didn't know what kind of methods Xun Long used, as a person and a dragon, Xue Long felt ashamed of this behavior.
Is it any different from a thief to steal the power that belongs to others?
At least this kind of behavior is despicable in the eyes of the blood dragon.
"If you want to fight, fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense at such a young age?" Xun Long looked at Xuelong with eyes full of disdain and impatience.
In Xun Long's eyes, even the last shred of interest in the blood dragon was gone.
After all, no one would be interested in a person who talks so much truth at such a young age. Xun Long said this without directly yelling, which was considered to be very patient.
Wang Qin looked at Lin Zihan, his eyes full of doubts and doubts. When did Lin Zihan become a person who talks about truth? You must know that Lin Zihan was famous for having no lower limit, and he was also a famous double Targetist.
At this time, Wang Qin couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw Lin Zihan speaking like this, with such righteous words. Is this still the Lin Zihan he knew?
The Lin Zihan who didn't care about anything, the Lin Zihan who never knew what was right or wrong, the Lin Zihan who only thought about himself.
Wang Qin was in a daze. He was really in a daze. He was so dazed that he couldn't tell whether what he saw in front of him was real or illusory.
"Then you can..." Before Xue Long finished speaking, his figure had already slipped out and rushed straight towards Xun Long in front of him.
Seeing this scene, Wang Qin felt less doubtful in his heart. This seemed like Lin Zihan's style. He never followed rules, didn't know what the rules were, and didn't know what the lower limit was.
Seeing that the figure was already running towards him, Xun Long did not dodge. He held Huang Zhizong's left hand tightly without any intention of letting go. On the contrary, he held it tighter.
The blood dragon was a little surprised. Even if Xun Long was arrogant, but he rushed forward with dragon scales, Xun Long must give some reaction, at least block or dodge.
At this time, the blood dragon couldn't think too much. His figure turned into a stream of light and rushed forward. His whole body was covered with blood-colored dragon scales. There was an extra layer of blood scales all over the blood dragon's body.
His right claw suddenly grabbed Xun Long's neck. The blood dragon didn't want to be inked. What he wanted was to make the thief in front of him pay the price he deserved for his actions.
"clang……"
The blood dragon was a little surprised. His blood claw should have directly strangled Xun Long's throat, and his sharp fingertips pierced Xun Long's skin. However, the blood dragon's blood claw hit a wall, and a golden light gathered into it. wall.
The golden threads in the Bible spear and halberd were pulled out one after another and poured out from Huang Zhizong's seven orifices. The golden threads turned into a giant shield and blocked the blood dragon.
Xue Long was a little puzzled. Could it be that Xun Long had completely controlled this power? However, seeing Xun Long's gaze and Huang Zhizong's slumped eyes, Xue Long quickly denied his guess.
The blood claw suddenly exerted force. The blood dragon wanted to go further, but the blood claw pressed on the golden wall. The fingertips only pierced a few golden wires. The golden wall still blocked the blood dragon's path. In front of you.
"Break it for me...!"
Lines of blood slowly gush out from the blood dragon's shoulder blades. The dragon scales on the left arm show an eerie dark red sheen, spreading from the shoulders to the fingertips little by little.
The blood dragon roared, and a violent energy burst out from his arm in an instant. The golden wall instantly disintegrated, and the blood dragon's dark red claws also fell towards Xun Long's body.
"Stupid..." A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Xun Long's mouth. The golden wall bought Xun Long enough time. Whether he was dodging or resisting, he had enough time to prepare. However, Xun Long did not move his body and remained standing. There, waiting for the blood dragon's attack.
The dark red blood disappeared in an instant, disappearing between Xun Long and Xue Long along with the broken golden wall.
The blood dragon suddenly moved forward with one of its claws, and stopped in mid-air, just ten centimeters before Xun Long's Adam's apple.
"boom……"
A powerful force suddenly burst out, like a volcanic eruption of flames, igniting from Xun Long's body. The huge energy of the bronze flames directly lifted the blood dragon's body away.
At this time, Wang Qin was also released from under the bronze shield, and the bronze luster like a cage and protection slowly dissipated.
Wang Qin rushed forward with a lunge, trying to catch Lin Zihan who was thrown away, but just as he took a step, he was also knocked away by the powerful force.
His body hit the wall behind him heavily, and Wang Qin felt as if his whole body was falling apart. He slowly fell towards the ground, and his body fell into the powder, with a circle of dust splashing around him.
"bass……"
Suddenly there was a sword in the blood dragon's right hand, which passed directly through the powder and penetrated into the ground. His left hand grasped the ground tightly, and the blood dragon's right foot was pressed against the boulder behind him before he stopped. Only by controlling Hou Hua's body would he not be as embarrassed as Wang Qin.
At this time, Wang Qin looked unwillingly in front of him. Even though a powerful force had filled the space between Xue Long and Xun Long, Wang Qin still tried to hold Lin Zihan from behind.
The moment Xuelong clenched the sword, and the moment Xuelong saw Wang Qin fall to the ground, his desire to replace Lin Zihan became even more fanatical. Now he is Lin Zihan!
In Xuelong's heart, he even began to forget that he was just Lin Zihan, and completely regarded himself as Lin Zihan, as the person who left only a fire of consciousness in his mind.
"Wang Qin, are you okay...?" Blood Dragon looked at Wang Qin and couldn't help but ask, with a worried look in his eyes.
Although the blood dragon still had some strange feelings in his heart, the blood dragon still looked at Wang Qin and that figure with concern.
The blood dragon slowly stood up, raised the dragon blood sword in his hand, and looked at Xun Long in front of him.
Thinking of his future in Nandu, he could easily wipe out Yuan Tinghuan's virus mother body that had been completely eroded by the virus, but facing Xun Long, it turned out to be so difficult.
What's more, after nearly a year of improvement in the Black Tower, my strength is no longer what it was before.
Now the blood dragon began to question, maybe it was not just his own power that he relied on at the beginning, but at the moment of Lin Zihan's transaction, he gave all his power to himself.
But now Lin Zihan has taken back the power that originally belonged to Lin Zihan's star master. All he can control is the dragon's blood, or the dragon's blood that he can control with his obsession. Naturally, he will not be able to do what he wants. .
At this time, the blood dragon looked at Xun Long in front of him, and ripples began to appear in his heart. The worry and fear invaded the heart of the blood dragon for the first time.
Because Xuelong knows that his own strength alone is not enough to defeat Xun Long. He used to rely on Lin Zihan's power to be free and energetic, but now he may be just a person comparable to the Dark Fall level. Enhancer.
With incomplete blood and no complete control, the blood dragon was like a defective product, not as strong as when Lin Zihan was there.
This is true. The desire in Xuelong's heart to completely replace Lin Zihan became even stronger. Seeing Wang Qin rushing forward desperately, Xuelong knew very well that Wang Qin was not doing it for him, but for this body. Master, real master.
Everything about him seemed to belong to Lin Zihan and should belong to Lin Zihan. As he said, he was like a thief who stole things that belonged to others.
But Blood Dragon really enjoyed this identity, enjoyed the power, friends, and memories that Lin Zihan brought to him, and enjoyed everything that once belonged to Lin Zihan.
This feeling of stealing other people's identities made Blood Dragon a little addicted, even a little addicted, especially at the moment when he saw Wang Qin desperate...
Various memories of the past, including those belonging to Lin Zihan, began to impact the blood dragon's psychological defense. In just a moment, the blood dragon's psychological defense was instantly defeated.
There were bloodshot eyes in the blood dragon's eyes, which was the desire for identity, the desire to replace Lin Zihan, and the desire for everything that belonged to him.
