Because after passing through Zhenlong Pagoda.

He was finally no longer a simple student.

He finally has the strength to turn the tide and fight for the human race and his family.

hum!

All the restraints in Zhenlong Tower are not easy to use.

Behind him is the little green snake with the heroic soul of Kaikongza.

Before the ancient iron nematode could react, it rushed to the eighth floor.

In the process of twisting the body and running at high speed.

It completely revealed the strength of its half-step demon king.

Its body rapidly grew larger and longer, turning into a handsome azure dragon, whose shape was roughly the same as the phantom of the heroic spirit behind the fissure.

There was a stronger and more specific meaning of 'breaking the bond' around it, helping Cheng Miaodie and others who were also frozen on the eighth floor to get out of trouble.

Qing Jiao has a clear goal to pounce on the monarch-level magic core.

"Jiaolong is alive!"

"leave temporarily!"

Luo Lingyan on Qingjiao's back reminded everyone concisely.

Huo Chengpeng and Miao Muyi smiled bitterly, feeling the power of the ice barren that almost froze them to death just now.

They knew that this was no longer their stage, so they nodded obediently.

Cheng Miaodie took a deep look at Luo Ling, and finally warned with worry.

"Be careful! Come back alive..."

The voice fell.

The wind butterfly trembled its wings and touched the wind track of the law, leading everyone to escape the cataclysm vortex at a high speed.

……

The moment people left.

The strength does not match the Ice Desolate Flood Dragon.

Therefore, the iron nematode, which caused a lot of poor induction, finally found that there was a mutation around him.

It doesn't allow a few little bugs to spoil their good deeds.

It manipulated the dragon corpse of the indestructible body of King Kong, and violently smashed the floor between the eighth and ninth floors.

The huge faucet rushed out from behind Qingjiao among the rubble in the sky.

The opening and closing of the Jiaolong's old mouth let out a playful low-pitched cry that was like a synthesis, with the sounds of iron worms and Jiaolong at the same time.

"Have you broken through to the Demon King?"

"But you want to destroy Lao Tzu's good deeds just because of this?"

"Boy...you know what it's like to freeze your soul?"

At the same time as the voice sounded.

The corpse-turned-dragon also mobilized a stronger power of frost and the meaning of ice desolation, trying to completely freeze Qingjiao and Luo Ling into ice cubes from the air.

but……

Ice attribute elements roared.

The ice elemental riot collapsed.

Like little elves, they seemed to have suddenly received two diametrically opposed orders, and for a while they didn't know who to obey.

Who can compete with the Ice Desolate Flood Dragon for the control of the ice element?

Of course, it is a fission seat that is extremely talented and can control a variety of elements.

The heroic soul behind Qingjiao seemed to suddenly come to life.

The dragon-type mythical beast with deep breath, mysterious origin, and majestic appearance turned his head and glanced indifferently at the corpse-turned-dragon.

At this moment, the iron worm has a sense of horror as it is seen through the whole body.

"(ˉ▽ ̄~)Cut~~."

The cracking seat let out a low cry of disdain and lament.

Disdain for the despicable parasitic iron nematodes, and lament that there is no peace after the death of the mighty Jiaolong.

With this voice came out.

The ice element seems to have finally found its backbone.

They turned into cold and fierce polar freezing beams, slamming on the dragon's head like ice-blue spears.

clang clang clang.

The dragon's head was smashed and trembled, making a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing.

The body of the iron nematode in the dragon's body was also shivered by the chill that penetrated through the body, and it let out a terrified whine.

click!

Qing Jiao opened his mouth.

One bite took the monarch-level dragon core.

As early as the moment when the original owner's intentions of Binghuang swept across the Dragon Core, it was also frozen to restrain its fierceness.

So there is no resistance to being swallowed at this moment.

Gudong.

The huge dragon core was swallowed into the belly of the dragon.

The violent power swept through the whole body of Qingjiao with a crackling sound, and some of its scales were cracked when it exploded.

The breath of the little green snake also soared.

Borrow the soul of the hero.

Borrow the ancestral dragon core.

I... be the monarch!

Endless external energy whistling and gathering.

The mighty internal energy escaped.

The two energies intersected on the surface of the green snake, and slowly filled the phantom of the heroic spirit of the cracking seat.

The otherworldly divine beast split the empty seat... using the body to descend the soul, it seems to be completely alive.

At this moment, the little green snake has a soul with at least an atavistic strength, but only has the body of a weak demon king.

On the other hand, the iron worm is Kong has the body of an atavistic flood dragon, but only has a rookie demon king soul that cannot be controlled at all.

Who is stronger or weaker on both sides can be seen at a glance.

The surging and powerful divine beast aura swept out.

Finally, the iron nematodes in the corpse-turned-dragon's body smelled the crisis.

It deeply sensed that the indestructible dragon body of King Kong couldn't keep itself.

Really want to fight.

It is very likely to be killed by the heroic soul of the beast behind the little green snake, relying on the means of high-dimensional crushing.

It doesn't dare to swell any more.

It finally understood the difference between itself and the 'true atavistic' powerhouse based on the strength of its breath induction and law perception.

Fortunately, the arrival of the Heroic Spirit will not last long.

It just needs to drag on for that time and the situation is still under control.

So it still needs to get stronger.

"Blood Qi!"

"Aura!"

"Listen to the order of the ancestors, come!!!"

The corpse-turned-dragon broke through the Zhenlong Pagoda in a panic, the body withered blood forcibly faded, and roamed high in the sky.

It has a stronger sense and control with the dragon map of the prosperous age on the land of the Eastern Region.

The surging aura tide suddenly became faster.

There are more and more frozen beastmasters and pets on the ground.

It is about to be crushed into ice by the tide of spiritual energy, and turned into blood energy by being inhaled into the body by the corpse-turned-dragon.

Finally, a slightly stronger beastmaster escaped from the city wall.

They rushed towards Longteng Academy like crazy, looking at the desolate and desolate inner city, and watching the child who was about to be brutally murdered let out a mournful whimper.

"No! No! No! Lord Jiaolong is merciful, why do you slaughter your own descendants?"

"What the hell is going on? Isn't the enemy outside the city? Why does the academy with the strongest guards become like this?!"

"My child! My child! Don't kill him, don't kill him! Kill me... I'm willing to let him die, I'm fighting for him..."

The earth is full of mourning.

The once prosperous and prosperous main city of mankind is about to be completely reduced to purgatory on earth.

The corpse-turned-dragon suspended in the sky watching this sad and desperate scene, and let out a cruel and wild laugh.

"Come!"

"Come!"

"Come on! Come on, the more you come, the better! Humans should be the most delicious blood food for my demon clan!"

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