Dragon Vein Martial God

After the Dragon lies on the ground and closes his eyes, Jiang ting and others see that the dragon's scales are becoming smoother and darker rapidly... The dragon's breath is steadily improving.

What is bamboo?

Although Jiang Ting didn't understand, he didn't waste time thinking about it. Instead, he fiddled with the bowstring slightly.

Hualing whispered: "Taoist brother, it's your turn to prepare."

Jiaolong's wisdom, which is not so powerful, does not know at all. The change that Jiaolong wants to hide at this moment is already in Hualing's expectation.

"Good." Jiang Ting is not playing with the bowstring, but holding the arrow tightly.

The arrow is aimed at the palm of the hand... He is ready to pierce the palm of the hand with the arrow at any time, and force the blood to burst out the idea, and urge the bow and arrow.

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This is... Three days.

During this period, Jiaolong was lying on the ground as if he had fallen asleep.

Jiang Ting has been concentrating on Jiaolong... But unexpectedly, Jiaolong has not completed the breakthrough, and he has never seen red scales on Jiaolong's forehead.

How long?

Although anxious, Jiang Ting did not speak, but continued to be on guard quietly.

Except for him and Hualing, the other qiushuige disciples are not in good condition... They all rely on the stone walls of the valley, with cold sweat on their forehead.

The valley is full of dragon's power.

People who are not strong in spirit can only persevere painstakingly and can't fight back. At the moment, they just show a cold sweat, which is quite rare.

It's been a while.

"Boom..." a thunder suddenly appeared in the gray sky.

"Hua la..." the storm is coming.

The dragon, who had been lying in the valley for three days, suddenly raised his head: "high..."

The dragon not only roared into the sky, but also flew directly, relying on its own strength to control the air.

Hualing quickly drink: "it has broken through, red scale is about to appear, brother Jiang, ready."

When she spoke, her fists clenched and her voice was rare, full of tension.

Jiang Ting is too lazy to respond... He has been on alert for three days. Where do I need Hualing to remind him?

I couldn't help but press my arrow's left hand downward.

"Yi" a, arrow... Arrow directly will Jiang Ting's palm hole, bloody blood, the arrow red.

Jiang Ting, however, seemed to be unconscious. His wrist turned and the arrow disappeared silently. When he reappeared, he was already on top of the bow and arrow.

Left hand holding bow, right hand... Pull out contribution.

It is not strength that draws the bow string, but divine thought and mana.

Just pull a little arc, Jiang Ting's forehead will appear a cold sweat... Mana is OK, the load of God is the big head.

He found that he seemed to underestimate the spirit needed to pull the bow.

"High!" The dragon flying in the valley is still chanting.

The dark scales on its body surface, suddenly appeared a trace of blue lines... Those lines seem to be some kind of symbol, unfortunately, Jiang Ting did not know.

Hualing began to urge: "the pattern is now, the red scale will appear soon, Taoist brother, hurry up."

"Don't make a noise!" With a cold hum, Jiang Ting clenched his teeth slightly, and his mind and mana rushed to the bow and arrow as if they didn't want money.

With the consumption of divine thought and mana, the bowstring was quickly pulled apart.

Within a breath, the bowstring is full.

As a price, more than 60% of Jiang Ting's mana disappeared out of thin air.

Head is very painful... The real sense of pain, stinging pain!

It's like someone holding a nail or something, staring into his head. If you change into an ordinary person, I'm afraid he's already crying on the spot.

It's not like Jiang ting. His face is dripping like a stream. Although his hands are shaking, he still firmly holds the bow and arrow and pulls the bow string.

Jiang Ting, pulling the bow, didn't let go.

Because, the red scale has not appeared yet... But it is fast. Jiang Ting can see that there is a scale on the dragon's forehead and between his eyes. I don't know when it has turned dark red.

And it's moving towards bright red at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The waiting time is always long... Every moment is like a year for Jiang ting.

The body is constantly shaking, is crazy to tell him that he has reached the limit, continue, the collapse of the body may be on the spot.

However, his vast memory constantly reminds him that the pain at the moment is just a drizzle. Compared with the countless pain he experienced in his previous life, the pain at the moment is just a drop in the bucket, and it is not even worthy of his physical wailing.

Contradictory mood, crazy collision in his mind.

Hualing and others can't know what Jiang Ting feels at the moment. They just look at Jiaolong with tension.

After three breath.

"Roar!"

With the roar, the Dragon suddenly looked back: "mole ant, I want you to die!"

It has completely recovered, it can not see the forehead, there is a scale, bright red.

Hualing suddenly roared: "it's now..."

However, Jiang Ting's action is faster.

Aware of the scale completely red moment, he directly released the bowstring.

"Huhu..." in the sound of breaking the air, the arrow turned into a streamer, and rushed toward the dragon with extremely terrifying speed.

Then... Jiang Ting didn't care to see the killing power of the arrow, and his body suddenly softened and he lay in the valley.

Tired! Tired! Tired!

All he felt was that he couldn't exert half of his strength.

However, even though he was tired, he still beat his mind and swallowed the healing pill under the tip of his tongue... The pill entered his body and immediately began to repair his body.

At this time, he had time to see Jiaolong.

It's a long story. In fact, from lying down to swallowing pills, the time just passed.

"What is it?" With a low roar, the Dragon flew out of the sky with fear in his eyes.

But unexpectedly... The arrow is a locked arrow.

Even if the river court has been unable to control, but once shot, do not reach the goal will never stop.

The failed arrow reversed and rushed towards the dragon, and the speed was faster and faster.

The Dragon just dodged three breaths, and could not escape any more... The arrow hit the belly of the Dragon near its forelimb, and the whole body fell into the dragon.

"Roar..." eat pain eat, issued a roar like a beast.

After a while, it endured the pain and roared: "you are all going to die!"

It's still flying in mid air.

"I don't know when I'm dying. It's ridiculous." Hualing gave a sneer.

Then she bent her finger to play, and the magic power spread in a mysterious and strange way, which gave rise to the sound of some kind of music.

Jiaolong, however, did not know what heavy damage he had suffered and fell directly from the sky.

"Boom..." dust all over the sky, breath, disappeared.

Jiang Ting sat up and said, "it's dead?"

He thought that even if Hualing had a second hand, he would have to fight, but he didn't expect that he would kill Jiaolong so abruptly.

That method is also extremely weird.