Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 325 You Are The Real King
When the girl's voice turned into mental fluctuations and shook, Bai Wang's sharp claws were also blocked from Xia Mu's heart.

If the spirit had any substance, her sharp claws were temporarily locked.

The huge energy in Xia Mu's body continued to be stimulated, and huge changes began to appear in his body.

He bit the opponent's neck artery, and blood flowed into the mouth.

At the same time, golden light filled the depths of the spirit, and the spiritual cocoon belonging to Yemengard shone brightly.

His hair grew like a waterfall, his nose tipped between his fingers, and white filaments grew from each end of his body, which connected him to the world.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

Xia Mu slowly formed a cocoon, and there was a heartbeat like a drum in the cocoon.

He closed his eyes, but looked down at the whole world with his spirit.

He could see the flow of elements, red fire and black earth, flowing violently on the earth.

Chaotic elemental storms cause wind, rain and tsunamis, altering the entire environment.

It turns out that this is the power of the Dragon King. They can directly see the essence of the world, and they can also control the world by controlling the elements.

This is also the pinnacle of alchemy, the supreme secret method of controlling elements with will, that secret method cannot be learned, and can only be passed along with blood.

How can you know the beauty of power if you don't climb to the top of the world?
The newborn King Bai suddenly knocked him away, not allowing him to drink his own blood.

She seemed in disbelief: "Why...why can you absorb my blood..."

Xia Mu's evolution didn't last long, and when she backed up, she stretched out her sharp claws and tore open the white cocoon.

The full moon sprinkled mercury-like light above the flat clouds, and also illuminated the boy's ferocious body and huge membrane wings.

A shadow several hundred meters long was cast among the clouds, like a demon escaping from the Codex of Solomon.

"It turns out that this is the real king."

He waved his arms forcefully, and the volcanic group spewed out hot smoke columns from east to west, and the smoke columns were wrapped in red volcanic ash, just like the red scales on the body of a black dragon.

He flapped his wings and soared above the clouds, and the surge of power in his body moved rapidly.

"Use the blood of the White King to fuse the power of bronze and fire, earth and mountains, and use the keel as the medium to become a real dragon. You are no longer you, Xia Mu..."

"This time, you are the real king."

In the mind, the girl's voice flows quietly, which is quite different from before, and it easily soothes Xia Mu's mood.

"Xia Mi?" He asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

The girl's soft breathing seemed to echo softly in her ears.

"Thank you."

"And I never have to say that word."

Xia Mu silently nodded.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight," he looked up at the full moon in the sky, "it reminds me of the sea."

It was really like the sea, the clouds and tides rolled under his feet, showing a bright silver color because of the reflection of the moonlight.

He is in the shape of a holy cross, but his figure is hideous and terrifying. His whole body is covered in hard scales. Those scales have a beautiful luster, which seems to be made of bronze or even red gold. The sharp bones protrude from the surface of the body, like It is a curved sharp blade, steel-like muscles slowly undulate under the scales, and the bones of the whole body make a slight explosion.

Only that face was immersed in the moonlight, with a peaceful expression. He looked like a child walking by the lake, and suddenly looked up and saw the moonlight.

"You won't lose to any creature, will you?"

Xia Mu felt gentle hands holding his face, but it was like a breeze blowing on his face, without a trace.

"Your mental strength?"

"After such a long time, he has recovered well."

"Ah."

He responded in a low voice, and then said softly: "It doesn't matter whether you lose or win, I just know that I can't let her leave like this."

"There are so many beautiful places in this world that she hasn't seen yet, and so many beautiful things that she hasn't done yet... I promised her that we will see the beautiful flowers together, and walk together until the end of time..."

"If I break my promise..."

Xia Mu held the Myriad Chance Umbrella in his hand, at this moment the flames flowed along the umbrella stand, the metal quickly melted and condensed again.

After cooling down, the Myriad Chance Umbrella took on the shape of a simple but sharper giant sword.

"Then let's die together."

Perhaps not since man began recorded history has there been such a splendid showdown.

To the people on the ground, this decisive battle is just a burst of thunder in the sky, and the lightning illuminates the gap between the dark clouds again and again, like a shining dragon shuttles between the dark clouds, breathing out thunder and lightning .

For Xia Mu and the newborn White King, every collision is a turbulent flow of elements, and the ultra-high temperature and ultra-low temperature high-speed air flows alternately split the clouds and cut the two sides in the decisive battle.

They drilled huge holes in the clouds, which were quickly filled by the surrounding clouds. Every time they collided, a high-energy particle flow was generated. Such fine particles were not easy for them to bear, and their neural circuits were disturbed. , All kinds of terrible illusions appeared in my mind, and they were immediately shattered.

This is the death battle between kings and kings.

Several times they came close to the ground, skimming at supersonic speeds over flooded streets, shattering glass along the way, and the monstrous waves only reached their apex seconds after they were gone.

Some blocks were still lit, but where they passed, a stream of high-energy particles swept past, and the overload tripped all the electric switches.

Their battlefield went from Daita District to Shinjuku District, then Minato District, and finally left the land to go to the sky above the sea.

Perhaps Xia Mu, who has merged the two Dragon Kings, is still not as comprehensive as the White King, but his will is enough to destroy the world.

Because of that girl...

He promised to give her happiness, but in the end it turned out like this.

How sad.

Baiwang Erika revealed her decisive weapon, the white sharp blade, the tailbone of Yamata no Orochi. In Japanese mythology, this truncated tailbone is called "Amancongyun".

Half of Xia Mu's scales have been peeled off by Tian Congyun, and his bloody body looks like a fish whose scales have been scraped off.

A complete dragon has thousands of bones, and at this moment, more than two hundred of these bones have been broken. Compared with these, the injuries to the internal organs are the most serious. The speed repeatedly attacked the same place, piercing through the scales and causing huge wounds on the organs.

For dragons, external wounds can be healed at any time, but it is not so easy to heal internal wounds.

"If Tian Congyun is not in hand, the final result may really be a lose-lose..."

Bai Wang Hui Liyi looked at him vigilantly, holding the world's sharpest sword Tian Congyun in his sharp claws, but he didn't dare to approach him.

She has already won, she should not be negligent to give Xia Mu a chance to fight back, she just needs to find a perfect opportunity to give a fatal blow.

Where is the biggest weakness of dragons?
She is not very sure about this, after all, she has just inherited the memory of King Bai, so she is also vague about this aspect.

Is it the brain?or the heart?Or a special organ somewhere?

(End of this chapter)