Yuanshin: The Nine Systems of the Human Body, Unlimited Possibilities

One is true and the other is false, three suns appear on the photo camera, and only a flying dragon can be vaguely seen bathing in the air.

The earth-shattering explosion, the fire element spreading in a wavy ring, condensed huge bouncing bombs and doodles.

The people of Monde looked up and saw Sanri Hengkong.

I saw happy birthday, saw the bouncing little sun,

"What is this?" Ying was dumbfounded, and she and Jiang Yi were thrown by the air waves several times in a row before they stabilized the Wind Wings.

The fiery breath rushed towards the face, as if the sea of ​​fire was spread to the distant sky by the wind.

"Mond's most powerful mother, love for her precious daughter!"

Jiang Yi quickly took this rare scene with a photo camera.

Anyone who has played the island plot for the first time knows that Keli's mother's toys do not rely on elemental reactions in the game, but simply explode, which can cause five to six-figure damage.

This birthday firework is carefully crafted, and in reality it is equivalent to the combat skill released by the weakest family member of God.

The third of the seven levels.

Gorgeous and outrageous.

Keli in the confinement room looked out the window,

"Wow! Dudu can defeat the big dragon!"

Chapter 141 The Sword Embryo Bathed in Dragon Blood

The scales of the Wind Demon Dragon were broken, and the purple crystals were cracked.

A sliver of clarity suddenly flashed in his mind, but the weird and awkward abyss curse suddenly resounded, deepening the curse's corruption and obliterating his spirituality.

"Go, unleash your anger on Mond!"

Forced commands, such as knife insertion.

The Wind Demon Dragon howled like a beast in pain.

The bloody dragon eyes opened from the dazzling explosion light.

Storm Drive, Happy Birthday, Bouncy Bomb and Doo-Doo with fiery graphic twists.

The wind seems to bring long-lasting memories.

The ruins of the wind dragon became the ruins of the wind dragon, who did it?

Mond!

You are erasing my existence.

You make everyone forget that I am the overlord of the sky.

"Roar!" There was a long roar, and the blood-weeping dragon moaned.

The rampant body gathered thick clouds that were scattered by the explosion.

Jiang Yi and Ying's expressions changed.

"This can't be repelled?"

"He is burning his own life, from the very beginning! Such an injury, to him, is nothing compared to the long-term torture and pain he feels."

Wendy's voice was sad.

"His newly awakened mind was once again covered by distorted hatred."

"You climb on his back, block the spell of the abyss with your sword, and let him wake up a little, and he will leave naturally!"

Jiang Yi and Ying looked at Fengmolong. A purple-red mantra chain spread out from two slightly broken purple crystals, attached to the dragon's spine, ran through the head and tail, and scattered on the three pairs of wings.

"Changes outside the game!"

Jiang Yi felt that with his participation, the difficulty of this first boss battle became more and more difficult.

"I use the sound of the piano to weaken his resistance!"

Wendy took out the xylophone "Ferring".

This harp can't awaken Tewarin's sanity, but the reassuring tune can calm the storm driven by hatred.

"Battle bgm!"

Jiang Yi and Ying stepped forward bravely.

Take out the four-star one-handed sword embryo, and use true energy as the blade.

Borrow the wind field to go straight to the wind dragon.

The dragon's head bites, and the dragon's claws slap.

Wings flutter.

Ying drives the power lent to her by the mysterious existence, and emits countless streamers, attracting the attention of Fengmolong.

Jiang Yi became the protagonist of Denglong.

Relying on superb flying skills and the help of Wendy Wind Field, he avoids attacks again and again.

Three minutes later, he successfully landed on Fengmolong's back, holding the purple crystal on the opponent's neck.

An unknown and terrifying force stings the palm of his hand.

In order to keep his figure from being thrown off, Jiang Yi could only endure the corrosion of the crystal and hold it firmly.

"This is sour and refreshing, even more powerful than Abedo's element experiment!"

Jiang Yi tucked the sword embryo under his arm, and with one hand free, he took out special food with therapeutic effects from his backpack, the alchemy potion from the alchemy workshop, and ate and drank like crazy.

The aura on his body became more and more fierce, full of the feeling of being indestructible and piercing everything.

After maxing out the buff, Jiang Yicai cautiously held the sword embryo, aimed at the gap in the scales where the fireworks exploded, and stabbed hard at the scorched flesh.

As expected, Feng Molong's body trembled violently and rolled continuously in the air, trying to shake him off.

The sword embryo was soaked in black and red, and the fabric of the hilt was soaked, spraying Jiang Yi all over.

Spinning around, clasping the scales with his left hand, he lay on Fengmolong's body, piercing the blade of the sword, leaving only the hilt.

The power of the holy relic spread out, forming a blue defensive shield and attack streamer.

The blade of true qi unfolded and extended continuously, like a needle piercing into Tewarin's extremely tough flesh and blood.

The spell of the abyss is evil and deep, and the condensed chains are unshakable.

Its power and poisonous blood flowed through the whole body of the Wind Demon Dragon.

After observing for a long time, Jiang Yi held the blade again.

The purple light shines through, and the ancient mystery on the sword embryo is aroused.

The sword's edge touched the main artery of Fengmolong's neck, and the Taiji west wind danced with the sword intent, leaving along with a finger-thick zhenqi, blocking the flow of blood and breaking the cycle of abyssal power.

"It's a loss! It's a loss!" Jiang Yi shouted.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to a small blue scale that didn't seem to be corroded by the force of poisonous blood.

I buckle, I pull.

Feng Molong roared in pain.

A black hurricane erupted from his body.

Wendy's piano sound was instantly drowned out by the howling wind.

Jiang Yi's whole body was pushed away by a huge force.

Holding the sword, he quickly spread the wings of the wind.

The sharp dragon claws blocked his vision and slapped his body down.

The defensive barrier of the holy relic and the true qi shield were broken, and a deep bone wound appeared on the chest.

The dense dragon teeth and the bottomless dragon's throat rose from below.

bullet time.

The brain is running rapidly, calming down from the sudden crisis.

Jiang Yi gave up his defense, and all his true energy poured into the sword embryo.

"Tai Chi West Wind Battle Dance!"

The body turns like walking on the wind.

Countless sword shadows form a sphere with a radius of ten meters.

The ball shone brightly, and the sword intent condensed, stinging the eyes of the viewers below.

There are hundreds of condensed thin and transparent sharp blades.

Feng Molong felt that the mouth was densely packed with sword tips, as if he had bitten a hedgehog.

There is only an angry head blank, because there is no power from the abyss for a moment to regain consciousness.

Take a sip and spit out the contents.

Jiang Yi drools in the shower, flying out like a bullet.

Ying, who was in cardiac arrest, subconsciously caught up.

The sober Wind Demon Dragon Tevalin showed a hint of apology.

Turn around and fly high into the sky, away from Mond City.

Not long after, a dragon roared in pain.

The spell of the abyss broke through the barrier of true energy, mixed with poisonous blood, and rushed into Twarin's brain again, manipulating and cursing with the will of hatred.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

Ying hugged Jiang Yi, her skirt was stained red with blood.

Seeing the Fengmolong leave, she immediately fell to the ground.