One thousand two hundred and seventy: The first key.

It takes a genius to remember the address of this website in one second: [ ] Fastest update! No ads!

Speaking of dragon blood and dragon soul, there seems to be a ready-made dragon now, a serious one. Although I don’t know what the difference is between Eastern dragons and Western dragons, it’s worth a try.

And the key is that, according to Matthew, this dragon has been absorbing the energy in the key, so it grew so fast and turned into a demon dragon.

If he tore something from the demon dragon, it wouldn't be surprising that he would be filled with demonic energy, wouldn't it?

Thinking of this, he packed up, carried the bag, shook off the ruby ​​​​that turned into pieces, flicked the sword and chuckled: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, tonight...slay the dragon."

Having said that, Yan Wan is certainly not willing to take risks. After all, for such a big monster, he couldn't bear the force of a slap.

Therefore, shout loud and domineering slogans. Yan Wangshi came to the outside of the battlefield to drink water and eat to regain his strength. He also took a look at how Matthew and the others slayed the dragon.

Yan Wang has no malicious intentions.

Well, at least he thinks so.

But the dragon didn't think so. He glanced around and saw a familiar figure and... a familiar package on his shoulder.

In an instant, it recalled what had just happened. It was this insect that stole its most cherished treasure, and lured it out and made it fall into a trap.

Everything is because of him!

Eat him!

The dragon struggled wildly, its feet lifted off the ground, its tail swept, and it instantly drove back the approaching knights. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, it roared with its head held high and rushed towards Yan Wan.

I saw the red light condensing in its mouth, and immediately a dazzling white fire pillar spurted out. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted and rippled, as if even the air was ignited by this blow.

"What the hell?" Yan Wan was so frightened that he dropped the dried meat in his hands. His legs seemed to be equipped with springs, and he immediately jumped up and rolled to the side.

It wasn't until the burning sensation behind him that could evaporate people was gone that he looked back with lingering fear, and then looked angrily at the evil dragon that seemed to be in heat.

"I haven't messed with you yet, but you insist on eating my grandson. Your road is too narrow."

He stared at the evil dragon coldly, leaning slightly, as if he was about to fight it.

However, as soon as he said the cruel words, he rushed towards Matthew: "Quick, I've lured him over, kill him quickly..."

Roar!

The sound spread to all directions, and the evil dragon roared, flapped its wings, stepped on the ground, kicked away stones, stretched its neck, and bit Yan Wang with its bloody mouth.

Roll, dodge left, jump right.

Hey, move, move...

Yan Wan suddenly stopped his footing, crushed a stone underneath, and used the force to turn over. In a moment, Yan Wan's body flew into the air, narrowly avoiding the vicious dragon's bite, and landed accurately on its head. .

At the same time, Matthew, who found the opportunity, immediately tore open a scroll - Divine Purification.

Holy white light spurted out instantly, completely covering the evil dragon. Visible to the naked eye, the evil dragon raised its head and roared, and the dark black aura on its body was constantly being eroded and purified.

Chixiao chanted, and the red dragon came out of the box.

A brilliant red light was left in the air, like a speeding meteor. Accompanied by the dragon's painful roar, Yan Wan slashed his head with a sword.

The blade of the sword was sharp, and a fierce and ferocious aura swayed out. It only paused for a moment before cutting off a large piece of flesh and blood including scales.

After the purification of the evil dragon, the indestructible scales weakened a lot in a short period of time. Otherwise, he would never have a chance to break through the scale defense with one sword.

Dragon Soul

Give it a try!

Yan Wan licked his lips, his eyes were shining, he raised his sword and stabbed straight at the wound.

Pfft...boom!

Two feet into the flesh, Yan Wan suddenly felt the sword tremble, his arms were numb, and he almost lost his grip.

The bone is too hard to penetrate!

Yan Wan frowned and pulled it horizontally, plowing out a deep mark. He simply stepped on the sword mark with both feet to catch himself so as not to be thrown off.

The sword was inserted into the flesh and blood under the scales, cutting and tearing. In just a few seconds, a layer of scales was scraped off the evil dragon's head, revealing the smelly red flesh and pale bones.

"Roar..." The evil dragon shook its head crazily, even hitting the stone wall. Yan Wu had no choice but to escape and jump down. Before leaving, he did not forget to backhand his sword, rubbing large sparks on the scales of the evil dragon.

Fu Yanwan clutched his chest, his face turned pale, and he limped back to the crowd. He felt that the Chi Xiao in his hands was extremely heavy, his eyesight went black, and he felt like he would faint in the next moment.

There was nothing he could do. After falling from a height of thirty to forty meters, it would be good for him to survive.

If he hadn't borrowed some strength from the evil dragon to cushion him along the way, the best outcome would have been that his legs would be swollen, he would be unable to walk for a short time, and he would be trampled to pieces by the evil dragon.

After all, he is not one of those martial arts masters. He does not know the so-called magical skills such as Tiyunzong and Lingbo Weibu. He could only rely on his control of his body and roll a few times to fully relieve his force when he landed.

"What are you doing standing still? Come on." He yelled at Matthew, shook his head, and quickly walked to the back and squatted down, preparing to relieve his tense nerves.

It was too dangerous just now. He felt that he was safe now and was extremely lucky. You must know that he was prepared to break one of his legs from the beginning.

Roar!

The evil dragon's eyes were red, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Wan, as if he had the revenge of killing his father. What is contained in the eyes is cruelty and resentment that cannot be washed away by the rivers and lakes.

Poof

With a muffled sound, a knight with armor was directly beaten into a small cake by the huge dragon claw. When the dragon claw moved away, it also dragged out a long minced meat sausage.

"Be careful!" Matthew shouted, finally making up his mind, and tore open the last scroll - the weakening of the magic.

The effect was immediate. The dragon's huge body froze suddenly. Not only the movements, but also the defense of the dragon scales on the surface were weakened a lot.

But in just ten seconds, these Holy See knights opened a series of hideous wounds on the evil dragon, and the blood sprayed out, soaking the ground in dark red.

The evil dragon roared feebly and tried its best to resist. However, the despair in its eyes and the criss-crossing wounds on its body greatly reduced its momentum, and it lost sight of the ferocious power it had just slaughtered in all directions.

Seeing that the scroll was so effective, Yan Wan couldn't help glaring at Matthew: "Why didn't you use it together just now? If you had, I would have chopped it to death."

Matthew pointed at the evil dragon and replied with a wry smile: "You were on top of the evil dragon at that time. If I used magic, you would also be enveloped. By then..."

Yan Wan glanced at him suspiciously, with a look of distrust.

The devil knows whether what he said is true or false. Maybe the grandson just wants to kill him and then refuse to pay back the money.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you money." Matthew read the information in his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

ps: Thank you, Dongshou, Kashiniya, the end of winter, book friend 20180601190439835, enter the house immediately i, who am I y, Master Heibao, ss1817623ss, qicaizai, charge and kneel macro, hell, Mrs. Li, saynoi, Qinghe Luo Mu, three-thirds of the world, thanks to the rewards from these friends, touch it