Time passes a bit slowly.
Yang Ning had already yawned three times.
The flesh and blood on the dragon's body has not yet fully grown.
This is still under the condition of having the Death Scythe action group plus status.
Of course, this has something to do with the fact that the dragon is too big.
Seeing that an hour had passed, Yang Ning even lay back on the chariot and took a nap.
While he was sleeping, the bronze dagger stood beside him out of thin air, turning slowly.
On the way, some people from the Death Scythe team who were not afraid of death jumped off the cliff to try for a sneak attack.
Ruan Kai and Han Yang watched helplessly as those agile Westerners and non-humans approached Yang Ning, motionless.
It wasn't like they were completely motionless. At least, they closed their eyes.
The group of people had just approached within a hundred meters of Yang Ning, buzz!
The bronze dagger standing next to Yang Ning suddenly made a slight vibration sound!
Swish swish swish——
Several scarlet blood flowers flew into the sky accompanied by round heads, dotting the cold and thick night.
There was another person who seemed to be a senior member of a special department in a certain region.
He appeared directly on Yang Ning's chariot through a burning flame.
In the end, there was no need for the bronze dagger to tremble. As soon as his feet appeared on the chariot, his whole body was suddenly stunned as if he had lost his soul!
The lock of an iron chain pierced the man's shoulder blade and pulled him back hard!
That man's body is still where he is, but his soul has been hooked away by the chain!
A fierce ghost soldier with horns on his head and blood-red body pulled the other end of the chain and said in a ferocious voice: "You desperate bitch, how dare you get on the King of Hell's chariot?!"
"If you don't want your life, then take it!"
Wow!
The ghost soldier pulled the chain hard, and the man fell directly onto the chariot, lifeless.
The ghost soldier who had just thrown out the iron chain took the man's ankle and threw it into the grass aside.
As for that man's soul, it has been put away by the ghost soldier and will be taken back down together.
On the top of the nearby mountain, everyone in Death Scythe looked at them, each of them looking as if they were about to die.
"That's Fury, the demon messenger from the Spiritual Assembly. According to legend, he is a person who can communicate with demons..."
Dinis covered his mouth and said with a look of shock: "He also has the aristocratic status of Earl Jessica, and just like that, he was thrown to the side of the road?"
"It's like a dead dog..."
It can be seen that Denis, the black eldest sister, is quite upright and will say whatever she wants.
Although she didn't move at this moment, the fat body on her body was trembling.
Almost half an hour later, suddenly, everyone present heard a dull sound.
On the Dragon Tomb Plain, the dragon bones that were scattered on the ground are gone!
Instead, there was a complete dragon body!
Under the light of the stars and moon, the silver-white dragon scales on the dragon's body shone brightly!
After the flesh and blood grew out, its body became even more majestic and majestic. Even if it was lying on the ground motionless at this moment, it still gave people an unparalleled sense of real oppression!
At the same time, Yang Ning, who was taking a nap on the chariot, opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "Well, is it finally done?"
He stood up and stepped forward, the bronze dagger floating behind him.
On the Dragon Tomb Plain, Long Yin's pale golden skeleton stood up from the ground.
It held the Corpse King Order Seal in its hand.
The pair of eyeballs hanging in the eye holes of the skull looked very fearless this time, staring straight at Yang Ning without any dodge!
Yang Ning smiled and said: "Long, why, do you think you can do it again?"
Long Yin, who had become a skeleton, was naturally unable to talk to Yang Ning.
But this time, he is really not afraid of Yang Ning!
The pale golden skeleton began to retreat, and retreated far away, giving up the battlefield!
Next, Long Yin (skeleton version) picked up the Corpse King's Order Seal with his hands, raised his head and opened his jaws towards the dragon corpse lying on the ground, which seemed to be sleeping, and roared!
Suddenly, on the night of the Ghost Festival, all the Yin spiritual energy condensed in Kunlun began to condense towards the dragon corpse!
Strong winds were blowing up and down the entire Kunlun Mountains, and all the winds were pointing in one direction!
It’s that majestic dragon corpse!
When the Corpse King's Order Seal held by Long Yin's skeleton began to flicker and flicker with a faint light!
Peng!
Another dull sound sounded!
Even the ground on the Dragon Tomb Plain trembled slightly!
Soon, Peng!
The third time, the third time this sound sounded!
Everyone discovered that the source of this sound was the dragon corpse on the Dragon Tomb Plain!
Someone in the Death Scythe action team murmured: "Is this the heartbeat of a giant dragon?!"
"That True Dragon Holy Monk did it?! He really resurrected a dragon!"
"us--"
The man stopped talking in the middle of his sentence. He wanted to ask if he had a chance to live now, but just as the words came to his lips, he remembered the sword he had used to slay a dragon with just one hand while dressed in white!
I wonder how many swords this dragon with flesh and blood can bear this time?
This is the sense of oppression caused by someone slaying a dragon with one sword!
He made the people of the Death Scythe Operation Team think that even if the flesh and blood dragon faced him, they still only had the question "How many swords can it bear?"!
But this dragon can defeat him!
Peng!
In the blink of an eye, there was another muffled sound!
This time not only the Dragon Tomb Plain, but also the surrounding mountains began to tremble slightly!
That night, with the Dragon Tomb Plain as the center, the surrounding terrain had been severely damaged!
Mountains in many places are already on the verge of collapse!
Among them is the mountain peak where everyone in Death Scythe is located!
Seeing that the mountain was about to collapse, everyone in Death Scythe was panicking——
Yang Ning looked at the mountain peak that was about to collapse and said with a smile: "If you dare to let them die early, then our fate will be over."
The words fell, Peng!
The dragon's heart beat again.
The ground trembled more violently, and the landslide became more severe, but——
The mountain peak where more than 200 members of the Death Scythe Operation Group were located suddenly became impregnable.
Not even a piece of dirt fell down.
Behind Yang Ning, Ruan Kai and Han Yang looked at each other, both of them equally dull.
Han Yang: "Who was he talking to just now?"
Ruan Kai: "Isn't this obvious? Nature!"
Han Yang: "What nature? We are experts, can you be more professional?"
Ruan Kai: "Oh, that thing should be called the Mountain God."
Han Yang's eyes suddenly became weird, "Ruanyuan..."
"Um?"
"Do you think you are qualified to become a 'thing' for the mountain god? And you are also the mountain god of Kunlun."
Ruan Kai was stunned for a moment, wiped the cold sweat from his head and said: "Fuck!"
“If you follow someone for a long time, you will unconsciously think that everyone is a jerk!”
"My fault, my fault! Brother Mountain God, don't be as knowledgeable as me!"
With that said, Ruan Kai bowed to the surrounding mountains.
Han Yang on the side also started to worship.
In front of the two of them, Yang Ning stretched out his hand, turned his wrist, and automatically took the bronze sword.
This time, his sword was raised a little higher.
The edge of the sword is level between the eyebrows.
"Dragon that has grown flesh and blood, I wonder how many times you can withstand my swords?"
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