Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 468 Resurrection (add more)
When he saw the man for the first time, Lu Mingfei swore that this was the scariest human body he had ever seen. Tattoos, scars, scales and all kinds of metal piercings were combined in a chaotic manner on this man's body. Created a weird scene comparable to an abstract painting, Lu Mingfei felt his throat throbbing and almost wanted to vomit just by looking at the man's skin.

Almost without hesitation, he grabbed the head of Parker next to him, forced him to look into his eyes, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't die!"

"What the hell are you talking about..." Parker was puzzled, but he heard the creaking sound of the bones all over his body. He was smashed against the wall just now and the dislocated bones are gradually recovering, and his strength is gradually returning to this battered place. Inside, Lu Mingfei let go of Parker, and when he was surprised by the strange recovery of his body, he pulled out the pistol used to protect himself and pointed at the man in front of him.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Without hesitation, he emptied the magazine directly, and under his superb shooting skills, the bullet shot at the enemy's bloodshot yellow eyes at a strange angle.

Not to be outdone, Finger stuffed a handful of calcium tablets into his mouth, his muscles swelled again, his skin turned copper green, and he rushed towards the enemy in front of him.

At this time, at this place one step away from the exit, the wind blew up again.

The blood-sucking weasel chirped and screamed, showing its sharp teeth, gnawing on everything around it. In Lu Mingfei's vision, countless tiny weasels were scattered in the air, eager for his blood.

Fingel had already rushed into the spiritual domain of the vampire sickle. The strong physical fitness and hard skin brought by the bronze throne made him ignore the attack of the vampire sickle and rushed towards the skinny tattooed man.

With one blow, Fingel punched brazenly, but it missed. At some point, the man had left like a ghost and disappeared from Fingel's sight. Naturally, the bullet fell through the air. fell to the ground.

The man appeared in front of Lu Mingfei like a ghost. At that moment, Lu Mingfei thought he was dead. The wind blew across his cheeks, bringing a bit of stinging pain, which made him unable to move.

"Let me taste it, the legendary golden holy liquid," the man made a disgusting voice, stretched out his hand and dabbed some blood on Lu Mingfei's face, then put his finger in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "This way The feeling, but it hasn't been there for a long time."

"Fuck you, uncle," a layer of tree-like skin emerged from Lu Mingfei's body, and his five fingers turned into five wooden sharp horns, stabbing at the chest of the man who was savoring the blood with relish, and the man swayed and backed away , dodging Lu Mingfei's blow.

The man licked his lips, as if he was a little disappointed: "Sure enough, it's not that easy to obtain the golden holy blood, but I have to say, your blood tastes very good. I'm Dracula, you are your mourner, His Highness the Holy Son."

The man bowed as he spoke. He has the name of a vampire, but he looks like an exposed pervert. Lu Mingfei didn't move. He was observing Dracula's movements. Dracula's speed is very fast, and he must make a move now. Can't please.

"Why do you call me Holy Son?" Lu Mingfei tilted his head, with wooden lines on his face, hoping to attract the other party's attention by speaking.

"The original product of the Nibelungen Project, a human being who has obtained the power of the Dragon King, Lu Mingfei." Dracula was indeed attracted, and he looked at Lu Mingfei greedily: "The sect did not discover the secret party until recently." You have come before us, you are our dream."

The Nibelungen Project, Lu Mingfei knew about it, and Ender told him that it probably meant to use the remains of the Dragon King to strengthen the power of the hybrids, but what Lu Mingfei didn't understand was why he was considered It is the original result of the Nibelungen project.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lu Mingfei slowly approached Dracula, and the other two did the same: "The Dragon King just died, how could it be used on me."

Dracula opened his mouth, revealing his craggy teeth and black gums: "There is more than one dragon king hidden by the secret party. In [-], they captured a dragon king in Siberia, and the captor was Your father Lu Lincheng."

"Now that thing is missing," Dracula licked his lips: "Where did you say it went?"

Of course it was the doomsday shelter in the Arctic. Lu Ming wanted to answer the conversation unconditionally, but suppressed his desire to complain. He never knew that he could be interpreted like this, and felt a little funny for a while.

"If I were the finished product of the Nibelungen Project, you would have died a long time ago." Lu Mingfei chuckled lightly, but Dracula nodded, and also said with a grinning grin: "Yes, maybe it's just that you weren't forced to to the limit."

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Dracula's figure disappeared again, and his target was Fingel beside him.

"Be careful, Fingal!"

Lu Mingfei roared, Finger raised his hands, trying to resist Dracula's attack, but it was too late, a bloodstain appeared on Finger's neck, the blood spurted out, half of Dracula was The body is dyed red.

Fingel fell down, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Senior brother, don't die!" Lu Mingfei's eyes were shattered, blood rushed to his forehead, and he rushed to Dracula without thinking.

"Yes, that's it. Use your real power to tear me apart." Dracula won and wrestled with Lu Mingfei. Instead of using the spirit of speech, he used his own body to fight Lu Mingfei. Not right.

Parker on the side looked at the two people who were entangled, rubbed his temples with a headache, and then shot out the soft sword in his hand, hitting Dracula.

"No one told you not to disturb other people's meals?" Dracula dodged Parker's soft sword angrily, but saw the other party smiled: "My target is not you."

The soft sword extended and hit the flatbed truck with luggage next to it. It was the cargo that Parker was going to bring back to the Doomsday faction, and there was an important thing inside.

"Wow!" The iron cage was cut open by a soft sword, and the hellhound in it crawled out and ran towards Dracula. It was the little demon hellhound bought by Lu Mingfei and Finger. This is within easy reach of the exit, and it attacks the real demon.

With the harassment of the hellhound, Dracula's movements were much slower. This hellhound was unexpectedly smart and could always predict his position. Lu Mingfei's attacks became more and more fierce, and he even fought against him. They are like brothers.

Parker threw out his soft sword and drew a bloody gash on Dracula's back. At that moment, Dracula decided to kill the little Indian fly in front of him first. About to launch.

At this time, a copper-green iron fist hit his lower back: "Surprised or unexpected, I don't die so easily."

(End of this chapter)