Stratholme God

   Chapter 1261 What are you waiting for?

[Dragon Shooting Gun] Driven by a powerful motor, it stabs out in a high-speed spiral. The three-person Sapphiron evil iron gun is equipped with Yogg-Saron's fangs as the gun head. It really doesn't matter which dragon comes, whoever uses it Who is comfortable.

   That kind of feeling you can only enjoy once in a lifetime.

Lacio next to    saw his scalp go numb. One second he was numb because he escaped from death, and this second he was trembling because of his master's viciousness.

   How can there be such vicious people in this world?

   A normal adult flying dragon would not be hit. In order to cover up the huge gun case, a lot of snow was spread on it, and the steps of the Longmian Temple were buried abruptly.

   Even a dragon with some eyesight can see it.

  But McDonald's actually used the enemy's undead hatred for him to set up such a ruthless move that an adult dragon would burp on the spot?

   What's the difference between this and the black dragon hanging on the Blade's Edge Mountain in Outland?

   Do you have a grudge against our Black Dragon clan?

  Even if there is, is it not enough to feel relieved after riding my sister for so many years?

  Lashio's eyes widened, and he looked at his father tremblingly.

   It should be said that it is indeed [Death Wing].

   Change another dragon, already dead too dead.

   As a 'dragon-shaped slime monster', he was gutted by so many dragon guns, and this guy, Lao Nai, is still not dead.

   His wailing and screaming spread throughout the Dragonbone Wilderness, but in fact there was a long blood bar from his fart.

  The pain is really painful!

   Don't mention him, even Galakrond in ancient times would probably not feel well.

   He struggled frantically, and he broke off so many non-stop spinning dragon spears. On the other hand, these sharp and sturdy dragon spears hurt him further as he fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

   For a normal dragon, you can pull out the dragon spear yourself.

It's a pity that Lao Nai is not. In order to ensure that his body does not disintegrate, he has installed a lot of Originium armor on his body, which makes him look like a sturdy man whose muscles have swelled due to excessive exercise. itching.

  Original plasmonic armor is already the hardest metal in this era, just like magic is used to defeat magic.

   This wave, even sand sculpture players are amazed.

  【Onion on the chopping board】: "This is using the ancient **** to deal with the ancient god!"

  Some sand sculptures look at the problem from a strange angle.

  【Big Pineapple of the Realm】: "Broken head? Or where? Drop the [Treasure Jade of the Earth], or [Deathwing's Reverse Scale]?"

   The turmoil of the outside world did not prevent Mai from immediately slashing his sword. Ahem, in fact, he was hugging the waist of a human-shaped blue-haired dragon girl from left to right. He stretched out the index finger of his right hand and shook it back and forth three times.

"NO! NO! NO!" Someone's mouth made a mocking chirp, and the face of the arrogant villain made Lao Nai go crazy: "Wings! Wings, why do you always not What about the fight? How many times I said 'don't chase me, you don't deserve it', and you just didn't listen."

   He was proud, and Lacio next to him was terrified.

   This kind of ability to lay deadly traps against the character of the enemy, Lacio felt that it would be difficult for him to learn in his life, especially to deal with such a powerful old man.

   A 'I can't compare to him' thought spontaneously.

   On the other side, Lao Nai has no time to curse.

   was right next to him, and the elite operator who had been in ambush for a long time, driving a [Gundam] to play Titan, fell.

  The 18-meter-high humanoid mecha fell from the sky with the [Dragon Shooting Spear] tucked around its waist, and plunged into the huge body of Deathwing.

   "Ah! Mortal, how dare you?"

   "Damn, who are you?"

"who are you?"

  Deathwing, who fell to the ground and couldn't get up, suffered more damage. Even though the dragon spears pierced by these mechas often cannot penetrate deep into his body due to insufficient momentum, and most of the dragon spears are stuck in his muscles, this is enough to increase his injury and pain.

   The blood of flames in his body swayed out like no money, and a terrifying lava pool was deposited in front of the Longmian Temple.

At this time, I only heard McDonald's roaring: "Alexstrasza! What are you waiting for? A mere mortal has already delivered Deathwing to you for the second time. This chance is still there. If you can't catch it, you can still be a fart guardian dragon! Give me a mount."

  The words that sounded extremely arrogant were essentially stimuli—I tried my best, and if you don’t do your best, don’t blame me.

well! If you don't force them, the bronze dragon king will not know what to do.

   Sure enough, the humanoid Nozdormu frowned.

   In less than two seconds, a portal suddenly opened beside him: Ronin, Ersha, and Krasus looked like beggars. Not only were they covered in gray and charred black, but their equipment was damaged in many places.

  Er Sil's black hair, only one pair of eyes was amazingly bright.

   He smiled and raised his right hand, revealing a platinum disc with mysterious light lingering: "Everyone, fortunately not to be disgraced!"

   Luckily not humiliated?

   What a simple sentence, but how much hard work and blood and sweat are hidden behind it.

   I would really like to elaborate, this will be a novel of at least one million words.

   But Alsace just wiped his nose with his left hand: "It should be this thing, right?"

   "Yes, it's it!" Alexstrasza was extremely excited, and the three old dragon kings could clearly feel that the source of power injected into their claws after they were deceived, was in this little disc jumping for joy.

   This is not the power that has been twisted by darkness and evil, this is the pure source that is truly unpolluted.

   The expression of the Red Dragon Queen suddenly became firm, and the five dragon kings, whether they were authentic or cameos, all approached this mysterious dragon artifact in human form.

   Almost the moment they touched the [Dragon Soul], an incomparably mysterious power enveloped McDonald's.

   Suddenly lost.

   A series of system prompts swiped on Mai's retina.

  [The time and space correction power is activated, after time and space verification, (Dragon Soul) and (Demon Soul) are different expressions of the same existence, time and space are correcting items...89%...45%...1%! The power of (Demon Soul) has been completely stripped from the host. 】

   Next, McDonald can see that all his restraint on the five-colored dragon has disappeared.

   Regret will definitely not regret it. McDonald, who is familiar with 'history', knows that this is the only right way to kill Deathwing.

   Well, it's a bit of a pity in my heart that I lost a power for nothing.

   At this moment, the black giant dragon that was on the ground at the gate of the Longmian Temple, like a loach that was nailed to death, finally discovered the abnormality above its head.

   This kind of feeling as if he was forcibly pressed into the dock, and his enemy suddenly became the judge's bench, made him extremely angry.

  I'm sorry, he can't help it anymore.

   (end of this chapter)