The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

The red light became more and more intense in Zhaoling's precious fan.

Will you die?

Just like that, here, to bury your life?

The folding fan waved fiercely in Zhao Ling's hand.Hearing Dong Jingli's heart-piercing shout, the monster energy that frightened everyone continuously overflowed from his body, shaking away dozens of big monsters around him.In just a moment, he had already appeared in front of me, protecting me.In the distance, Kongling Taihua and the two hurriedly used spiritual power to protect themselves, so as not to be accidentally injured by Dong Jingli.And Zhao Ling, because he was defenseless, was forced back several meters by Dong Jingli's monster aura.She stabilized her body in pain, and glared at us angrily.

Because of the appearance of Dong Jingli, the tense nerves in my whole body suddenly relaxed. As a result, the place where my chest was seriously injured suffered from cramps, and I vomited a large mouthful of blood. At the same time, three thousand strands of black hair appeared before Dong Jingli's eyes Little by little, it turned into white silk.

"How...how did this happen!?" Dong Jingli looked at me in disbelief.

I didn't care about it and reluctantly said to Dong Jingli: "Didn't you see it when you became a demon back then. It's just that I... have been using my spiritual power to make the white hair turn into blue hair. Now that I am seriously injured... my spiritual power can't Maintain the illusion."

Only then did Dong Jingli recall the scene when I was possessed, he stood up trembling, but his eyes were filled with anger.

Dong Jingli suddenly stood up and turned to stare at Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling took a step back subconsciously, but Dong Jingli had already shot out like an arrow.Many heavenly soldiers reacted immediately and rushed to Zhao Ling one after another, but were easily knocked away by Dong Jingli all the way. Seeing this, Zhao Ling hurriedly blocked with a folding fan.

The powerful demon energy collided with Zhao Ling's spiritual power, but Zhao Ling's face turned pale little by little.

"Dong... Dong Jingli! Have you forgotten, have you forgotten Sister Qingchen?!" Zhao Ling looked at Dong Jingli in horror, "If she knows that you hurt me so much, she will never forgive you!"

When Dong Jingli heard Zhaoling mention Qingchen, hesitation obviously flashed in his eyes.Just as he was hesitating, Zhao Ling raised the corner of his mouth, deftly retracted the folding fan in his hand, and then gathered his spiritual power to beat Dong Jingli's chest.Dong Jingli regained his senses in a panic, but still received a heavy blow.At this moment, Zhao Ling has leaped into the air and danced lightly, and the spiritual power of the Phoenix clan all over the sky turned into red feathers, shooting at us one after another.At this moment, Dong Jingli has already gone mad, ignoring the countless feathers scratching himself, and went straight to Zhao Ling.Zhao Ling didn't expect this scene, and was frightened in mid-air.

The sharp claws pierced Zhao Ling mercilessly.

Dong Jingli suppressed his anger and said one word at a time: "Your mistake was in wanting to hurt Huan'er, and it was in mentioning Qingchen's name! You protoss are not worthy!"

The words fell.Dong Jingli fiercely pulled out his right hand from Zhao Ling's arms, and was about to stab again.

Suddenly, a gray-purple light flashed by, and Dong Jingli hurriedly dodged, but was still cut on his arm by the sword.

Seeing that Zhao Ling had fallen powerlessly to the ground, the gray-purple light had stepped forward to hug Zhao Ling.

As the light gradually dimmed, I could clearly see the person who rescued Zhao Ling.

——Jiu Jin.

No.It is the ancient god of war, Zhuanxu.

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Ling's face was full of unconcealable joy: "I...cough cough. I knew that you would come and save me."

Jinjiu ignored Zhaoling and landed expressionlessly.

At this time, Kong Ling and Taihua had also come to my side and helped me up.

Dong Jingli spat a mouthful of blood from his mouth, smiled bewitchingly, kicked in mid-air, and landed beside me.

"Hehe, Zhuanxu. Back then, you three war gods could not kill me together. Today, you want to save the Goddess of Kunlun?!" Dong Jingli looked at the wound on his arm nonchalantly, and looked at Jinjiu and Zhao Ling Road.