Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 790 The Desperate Demonic Flood Dragon

"Xiao Hei, are you going to try it? It's a ferocious dragon!"

Touching the soft hair of the black wolf, Xian Ling'er looked at the female drama dragons, feeling like she was tickling the dragons. Those shiny black scales were as hard as top-level armor.

If the black wolf with high-level fighting emperor strength joins, it seems that it will be worth seeing.

"Aww!" the black wolf whined in a low voice, as if to be honest, it wanted to try to see who was the real king.

"Go!" Finally, Xian Ling'er jumped down, lightly patted Hei Lang's side, and said.

"Wow!" The black wolf raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, and the black wind began to rise from his claws, rushing out like a sharp sword.

A black sharp sword that broke in, the one-horned jet-black flood dragon, was also startled, and when he wanted to dodge, he was punched by Zi Yan who exuded an inexplicable pressure.

"Roar!!" Flood Dragon suffered from pain, but he didn't expect that Zi Yan, who was only at the sixth level, could actually hurt it.

"Stab!" The black wolf rushed forward, opened its mouth and bit it, and then tore a hole open.

Then, blue and red flames burned the opening.

"It's really wonderful. If there is another powerful Douhuang, it should be able to severely damage this dragon!" Xian Ling'er looked at it and smiled.

Judging from the current situation, it is still good, but if it lasts longer, Jiaolong will still have the advantage.

As soon as the dragon flicked its tail, it seemed to be a little scared. For so many years, no one had hurt it. Moreover, it was still suppressed by the blood in its body. You must know that its spiritual intelligence is not low at the seventh level.

It doesn't have a form, it just likes such a strong body, with such a vast medicine field, maybe it can go to the eighth level of catastrophe, and after passing through, maybe it can transform into a dragon.

"Huh? Sanshengcao? This is a good thing..." Xian Ling'er came to the place guarded by Jiaolong and looked at a small grass with three leaves moving slightly.

Sanshengcao is a ninth-level elixir. It is rumored that it can awaken memories of past lives, present lives, and future lives!As for whether it is true or not, no one knows, and Xian Ling'er, who can't remember anything, seems to need such a spiritual herb very much.

This high-level medicine, taken directly, can also improve strength and soul power.

You know, how terrifying it is to awaken the memory of three lives, of course, it's just a rumor.

No matter how you look at it, it is also a medicinal herb.

"Roar! Don't move!" The one-horned demon dragon roared angrily when he saw that Xian Ling'er was about to uproot the weak clover.

Xian Ling'er was also hesitant, it seemed that the Demonic Flood Dragon didn't want to eat this elixir, but rather guarded something.

However, Xian Ling'er still picked the medicinal material he needed.

Boom!

Suddenly, the medicine field began to shake violently, and the soil began to crack, extending thousands of miles at once.

The one-horned demon flood dragon also gave up on Zi Yan, Hei Lang and the others "frolicking" and rushed directly to Xian Ling'er.

"Damn human beings, since this is the case, let's die together first, so that we can become the food of that monster!" the one-horned demon dragon roared angrily.

Xian Ling'er is also speechless, isn't it just a medicinal herb, what kind of monster is released?
"Hmph, you are unworthy to die together!" Xian Ling'er said indifferently, raising her hand, a thousand sword qi hit the one-horned demon dragon severely.

However, even so, the one-horned demon flood dragon did not give up rushing towards the poor side.

"Get out!" Seeing the unyielding one-horned dragon, Xian Ling'er shouted, bursting out with momentum, repelling the injured dragon.

"Hehe, it's about to come out. This place will be destroyed because of it, because that grass will involve its soul. Pulling it out is equivalent to inviting it out."

"To be honest, I want to eat such a medicinal herb more than you do, but you haven't witnessed the horror of the one below, there is not a single bone here, it is because of it, it ate everyone!!"

The one-horned demon flood dragon no longer wanted to fight with Zi Yan and the others, and felt that it was meaningless.

"Then how was it sealed underground?" The magic crystal of Najie trembled, and Xian Ling'er guessed it was right, but she didn't know anything about the underground things. .

"You human beings, ten Dou Zun powerhouses form an array together, and one semi-holy one burns out his life before finally suppressing this devil!"

"I was also suppressed here by you humans. Originally, I just wanted to find something to eat, ha ha!"

The one-horned demon flood dragon said, and began to laugh, there was nothing to say, such an existence, at least he was a fighting saint.

Zi Yan reprimanded: "Oh, your size is not because you are greedy and have no ability. It would be good if I have half of my ability."

The one-horned demon flood dragon just wanted to refute, but in the end, he was too lazy to respond.

Xian Ling'er looked at the dragon, it was quite cute, she couldn't help walking to it, sat down, and watched the earth sink and the sky collapse.

"Hey, Mo Jiaolong, if we survive a catastrophe, are you willing to follow me?"

At this time, Xian Ling'er did not forget to win over such a strong monster.

Hei Lang looked at it, only a little sour, because Xian Ling'er disliked its low strength.

"Still talking sarcasticly, if you can defeat that one, let alone follow you, I'd even like to carry you to that black dog in the future!"

The one-horned demon flood dragon also looked downcast and replied, let's die together, I can't do it.

The black wolf bared its teeth and demonstrated to the one-horned dragon. On Xian Ling'er's side, it belonged to Xian Ling'er's relatives. It was fine to call it a dog, but not the demon dragon that was injured by it.

"Okay, Xiao Hei, you are a wolf, and it is still a snake. To put it mildly, it is a dragon, but in fact, it is still a snake without feet."

At this moment, Xian Ling'er was also trying to comfort the Hei Lang's emotions. After all, the Hei Wolf was really a gatekeeper, so he couldn't let his heart be chilled.

"Hmph, it's not because of you, otherwise, I will definitely be able to grow legs next time, but unfortunately, there are no more..."

The one-horned demon dragon complained, but didn't get mad. Yes, at the eighth level, it can grow limbs. After the ninth level, it can turn into a real dragon.

"Okay, if there is a chance, I will compensate you. After trapping in this place, please help me collect the medicinal materials."

Xian Ling'er comforted her, seeing the black air coming out, she stood up, ready to face the fierce battle in Zhongzhou.

"Elder Ao Ran, Elder Luo Cheng, Elder Zhao Qian..., later, you all collect medicinal materials together, don't waste them."

Xian Ling'er is most concerned about these high-level herbs that have grown for thousands of years, among which there are no less than ten plants in the eight levels!
These are the main medicinal materials for refining the eighth-grade elixir, and they are very hard to find.

"Yes, sect master!" The Dou Zong replied tremblingly.

You know, this one is so powerful that it can crush them. The Demonic Dragon is resigned to its fate. Could it be that the sect master can fight Saint?

You know, the one who was suppressed sacrificed a semi-saint powerhouse.

"Demon Flood Dragon, watch and collect!"

Seeing that the black mist was about to disperse, Xian Ling'er also said solemnly.

With the long sword in hand, there is a detached aura. You know, Xian Ling'er has not fought with this colorful long sword for a long time.

Inside, what is it?
(End of this chapter)