The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

The cold wind howled.

The most evil scholar with the worst cultivation base and the worst beast pet can't stand it at this time.

As for the others, it's okay, after all, they all have Tier 4 beasts to protect their bodies, so they won't be directly frozen by the cold wind.

Black Crow, Lady Ghost Infant, and the Coffin Bearer almost shot together at this time.

The Black Feather God flew out, his body was surging with black energy, and he screamed, shocking his mind, but this method could not help the old dragon, who was constantly flying in the air, and every time he danced, he could drive the wind and snow.

This kind of magic method is really amazing.

In the current situation, Hei Yu Shen couldn't fly up, and was completely suppressed by the old dragon, not a level existence at all.

The swaddling baby in Madam Guiying's arms screamed at this moment, and the next moment, several qi blades flew out, and the old dragon sneered, but he actually resisted with his physical body.

Although the qi blade is strong, its power will be reduced if it exceeds a certain distance, not to mention that the old dragon scales are tough, separated by more than ten meters, and can only leave shallow marks on it, which is difficult to be seriously injured.

Even the coffin-carrying man was at a loss against the old dragon flying in the sky. Neither he nor his beast pet corpse were good at flying.

The old dragon was obviously taking advantage of his own advantages and planned to control the wind and snow in this enchantment, freezing people to death.

Naturally, Lin Jin has a means here. He can directly contact the Nebula Transformation Realm, but in that case, he can't do anything about this old dragon, not to mention, if the enchantment is really lifted, the opponent will probably escape.

If Lao Long ran away, he would definitely not be able to find it for a while, and He Yu would be in danger.

This may also be Lao Long's plan.

At this moment, Lin Jin communicated with the Beasts Museum. The next moment, the curator's door was vaguely visible behind Lin Jin, and this time, the curator's door creaked and opened a crack.

The next moment, an invisible coercion surged out along with a light.

In just an instant, the wind, snow and cold wind driven by the old dragon shattered directly, as if in the blink of an eye, the wind and snow receded and the rising sun appeared.

This is obviously not the case.

Lin Jin knew that Lao Long was severely injured before, and his own coiling needle smashed one of the other's meridians, so Laolong was only at the end of the fight. At this moment, the momentum overflowing from the crack of the door was borrowed by Lin Jin and wrapped around a coiling needle. Blasted out.

The silver needle was so small that it was difficult to detect it. I saw the old dragon startled in the air, then screamed and gushed blood.

It appears to have been severely damaged.

It's just that no one noticed what happened just now. Everyone only saw that a door was opened behind the curator. Under the light, the imposing old dragon collapsed directly.

"The curator is really amazing!"

"This time, the curator probably didn't plan to take action himself, but this old dragon was courting death and hurting the curator's disciple, which led to the curator appearing in person. This old dragon, he is courting death himself."

The Black Crow and the Evil Scholar exchanged glances at this moment, and both saw their thoughts in each other's eyes.

The ghost baby and the coffin bearer have the same idea over there.

At this moment, the curator just released the breath of supernatural powers and landed the serious injury of the old dragon to the ground. Naturally, the curator did not need to do anything again. The coffin-carrying man rushed forward and punched the old dragon fiercely.

Although Lao Long was severely injured at this time, he still has the power to fight back, but against a master like the upper coffin man, at this time, there is only a chance to be beaten, but after a while, he is already dying.

The coffin-carrying man was covered in black energy, his muscles and bones were like steel and iron. He respected the curator. At this moment, he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and immediately retreated. This old dragon has no strength to resist. What to do next is definitely the curator. long to decide.

At this time, Lin Jin took an extra look at the coffin-carrying man.

This coffin-carrying man is very winking. Just as the old dragon fell, the coffin-carrying man knew what he wanted, and immediately stepped forward to smash the old dragon, and he should have used the power of corpse terror, and then voluntarily retreated and let himself decide. .

is a wonderful person.

Don't look at this coffin-carrying man who looks cold and terrifying. He doesn't talk much, but he is very thoughtful and extremely smart.

At this time, Lin Jin naturally nodded approvingly.

The black crow and other talents over there reacted, and secretly said that the coffin bearer moved so fast, and he regretted it. Why didn't he expect that the coffin bearer would take the lead. From the appearance of the curator, it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the coffin bearer. .

Failed!

Now that the overall situation has been decided, Lin Jin is walking towards the old dragon.

At this moment, the old dragon was crouching on the ground, dying. The jade scales and armor all over his body were covered in scars. Dragon blood was constantly pouring out of the old dragon's mouth.

Of course, this is also something Lin Jin got wrong.

The reason why the old dragon was injured so badly was not just because of a silver needle. The main reason was that the old dragon was interrupted abruptly when he was using the spell, and was attacked by the spell, which made him look like this.

However, Lin Jin didn't know about this kind of thing, and the others didn't even understand it. Naturally, they all attributed the credit for defeating Lao Long to the curator.

Seeing the curator wearing a ghost mask approaching, Lao Long tried to lift his head several times, but couldn't do it. Lao Long had lived for more than 400 years and was extremely smart, so he naturally knew what was waiting for him next.

"Cough, cough!" Coughing out a mouthful of blood, the old dragon said at this time: "I will admit defeat, the real person has a high level of cultivation, and Yuhong sighs at himself. It's not easy, but also ask the real person to raise your hand and spare my life, I am willing to take back the power of the curse, and at the same time, I will tell the real person a big secret."

At this time, I know I am afraid and want to ask for forgiveness?

late.

Not to mention what would happen to a real expert, at least in Lin Jin, he could no longer trust this old dragon.

What's more, Lin Jin already knew at this moment that the old dragon was dying. Even if he didn't kill it, it wouldn't live long. The power of the curse was the key to its lifespan, could it be easily recovered?

Nine times out of ten, it's time-consuming again.

As for the so-called big secret, Lin Jin also lacked interest, and it was very likely that this old dragon had made it up.

So Lin Jin didn't say a word, the old dragon guessed that the momentum was not right, and hurriedly said: "Zhenzhen, do you really want to kill me? If you kill me, the power of the curse on the sixth princess will never be broken. She In the end, there is no escape.”

Lin Jin shook his head.

At this time, Lao Long is still talking nonsense. Others may be suspicious of this, but when it comes to Lin Jin, it is a hundred people who don't believe it.

Because of how to lift the curse, Lin got the answer from the museum as soon as possible, that is, just kill the old dragon directly, and he doesn't need to do anything else at all.

Seeing that the curator hadn't spoken yet, Lao Long was really panicked this time.

Having lived for more than 400 years is considered a long time, but the more this is the case, the more afraid of death.

Possibly knowing that the time of death was approaching, the old dragon was trembling all over.

At this time, Lin Jin secretly pinched a magic trick in his sleeve.

The next moment, Xiaohuo suddenly rushed over, became bigger, and bit the old dragon's neck.

The sharp teeth directly pierced the neck of the old dragon, and the dragon's blood splattered. The old dragon twisted and struggled, but it was gradually weak.

"You can drink as much as you want. This is dragon blood, a great tonic. It is a hundred times stronger than dragon blood pill." Lin Jin opened his mouth and told Xiaohuo.