Elven Supervillain

When he arrived, Ye Tong immediately felt that something was wrong. On the ground in front of him, there were many such things of different sizes, and there were also some building residues.

"This Haziku is still filming some dangerous action scenes."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Tong read a sentence, his eyes moved, and a peak appeared again in the distance.

"...Climb."

Picking up a piece of gravel, Ye Tong waved his hand without saying any more, and continued to move forward.

And going forward along this road, all kinds of gravel and construction leftovers are becoming more and more.

Ye Tong didn't care at first, but when he saw the blood on a stone, there was a strange look in his eyes.

It's not right, it doesn't look like the movement caused by filming.

"Go up and have a look." Ying Luoshui made a sound and said to Ye Tong.

"Okay." Ye Tong nodded quickly, held down the elf ball, and borrowed the power of the Onion Ranger.

With new power pouring in, Ye Tong's body became light again, and he quickly shuttled between the broken rocks, and climbed up the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Soon, a platform appeared in Ye Tong's sight. Ye Tong narrowed his eyes and jumped up, everything in front of him came into view.

The ruins, the ruins, the scene in front of me is simply terrifying.

Here, a terrible explosion took place.

Many people died, and there were even various broken bodies.

With just one glance, even Ye Tong, who has experienced many battles, felt a little terrified.

"Here is..." Taking a breath, Ye Tong was making some guesses, and then his gaze focused.

Among the ruins, there was a huge black dragon lying there dying.

"Czechrom?"

The moment Ye Tong saw the black dragon, he was startled, and quickly walked towards the center of the ruins.

It's really Zekrom. At this moment, this huge black dragon has suffered terribly traumatic injuries, with several scars on his body that can be seen deep into the bones.

But these are not fatal, the most important thing is that there is a wound on its forehead.

The wound was not big, but the place where it pierced was terrifying. It had almost taken the life of the black dragon in front of him, which symbolized the ideal passage.

Ye Tong stretched out his hand, pressed it on Heilong's body, closed his eyes, and immediately showed a surprised expression.

Good guy, still angry.

"Ye Tong." The black dragon suddenly made a sound, which scared Ye Tong back several steps.

However, the black dragon didn't explode, it was just panting, and then said in an extremely weak voice:

"kill me."

"My good fellow, is there such a good thing in this world?"

Ye Tong was overjoyed, he was still worried that he had no place to kill the black and white dragon, the blood that the **** sent up.

"Come here, take my knife."

Jihad, if you kill a Supreme, he will take part of the Supreme power to improve his own power.

He was just about to say to see what the effect of this jihad would be, and it came so suddenly, which surprised Ye Tong a little bit.

"Hoohoohoo."

On the side, Lao Ping tore off the long sword from Ye Tong's waist, and stuffed it into Ye Tong's hand.

Here comes the knife, here comes the knife.

"Huh?" Seeing the sword in his hand, Ye Tong's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head to look at Lao Tie. He didn't speak, but conveyed it with his heart.

"Are you a tiger? Do I really want to chop it up? Just hand over the knife as soon as I ask you to, so how do I perform next?"

"call?"

Feeling the curse in Ye Tong's heart, Lao Jie was stunned.

ha?Not really chopping.

"What do you think?" Ye Tong still spoke in his heart, staring straight at Lao Ping.

That's all my fault.

Lao Ping responded, with his ears covered, he took the sword from Ye Tong's hand and put it back on Ye Tong's waist.

"Hoohoo."

After finishing all this, Lao Jie hummed to Ye Tong.

Look, I put it back for you.

"Damn it..." Ye Tong's eyelids twitched, looking at Lao Tong, he didn't know what to say for a while.

wow.

And when one person and one dragon froze, the mark on Ye Tong's forehead suddenly lit up.

Kyurem appeared on the field.

"Heizi, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Zekrom who was dying in front of him, Kyurem's voice was a little sad, and he came to Zekrom's side.

The big head lowered and nudged Zekrom lightly, as if trying to ease its pain.

"Kurem."

Zekrom's voice sounded, but the voice was full of weakness and complexity.

"Why are you only showing up now?"

After saying a word, Zekrom's head fell to the ground, and his vital signs began to dissipate rapidly.

"Ye Tong, save it!" Almost instantly, Kyurem looked at Ye Tong in front of him, "Please, I know you can save it!"

"Hmm..." Ye Tong had a headache.

Good guy, I was planning to subdue Zekrom while others were still alive, why did you jump out?

Now the last breath of the person is gone, you asked me to save him, how can I save him?

"Conquer, you can subdue Heizi." Kyurem said, his big eyes full of anxiety, "Heizi's consciousness has not dissipated, as long as you are willing to subdue it, it responds to you, and it can cling to your body."

"Do you want to tame it?" Hearing this, Ye Tong frowned. It's not impossible to tame the injured beast, it's already dead, okay?

Who cares, try it first, if it doesn't work, I'll give it a knife, which can be regarded as a reward.

"Zekrom!"

Ye Tong shouted loudly, and pressed his palm on the wound on Zekrom's head, his voice rang like a bell.

"Answer my call and make a contract with me!"

"I don't care about the past, if you want to fight the future with me, just respond to me!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the invisible force lifted up Zekrom's huge body and appeared directly above Ye Tong.

"System prompt: Complete the lifelong mission [Jihad] to be the first, gain part of the abilities of the black dragon Zekrom, and the physical skills have changed."

The system sound sounded at this moment, and Zekrom's huge body turned into countless light spots at this moment, rushing towards Ye Tong.

The light spots surrounded Ye Tong, and in an instant, Ye Tong felt that his body was being strengthened rapidly by external forces.

In the combat power panel, the original perennial combat power of 250 is rapidly increasing!

However, Ye Tong, who was surrounded by light spots, was not excited at all, instead, a curse sounded.

"Damn it, I want to subdue Zekrom, not kill it."

"I don't want a reward, give me Zekrom back!"

"Thief system, give me back the darkness!"

Chapter 597 Killing two birds with one stone! Terrifying Quecchis!

The curses echoed on the mountain, but nothing changed, and Zekrom's huge body finally dissipated.

pat.

Ye Tong landed on the ground, watching his own combat power increase from 250 to [-], and then looking at the sad Kyurem in front of him, unconsciously, he also became sad.

"The thief system is too bad!"

"Jekrom, will you change me to 750 combat power? Wouldn't it be ten thousand times better for me to match Diablo?"

Saying that, Ye Tong hugged Kyurem in front of him, one person and one dragon, crying with his head in his arms.

Crying and crying, the voice gradually decreased, and suddenly, Ye Tong's voice sounded.

"Hey, something's wrong."

"Why is my neck itchy?"

Saying that, Ye Tong raised his head, stretched out his hand, and scratched his neck.

There seems to be something behind the right ear.

Ye Tong's actions also caught Kyurem's attention. When he looked up and saw Ye Tong's imprint, Kyurem suddenly froze.

This time, Kyurem stopped crying, stuck out his tongue, and licked directly at Ye Tong.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ye Tong was licked by Kyurem's big tongue, almost drool all over his body, and immediately retreated to the back. Looking at Kyurem who still wanted to excitedly run up to lick him, he vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"What's on my neck?" Ye Tong asked, looking at Lao Ting who was on the side.

"call."

Lao Ping leaned his head over, his eyes wide open, he stared at Ye Tong's neck for a long time, and then slowly gestured.

I don't know, a black thing, maybe a birthmark.

"I'm pregnant..." Ye Tong rolled his eyes at Lao Tong, took out his communicator, and put it behind his ear.

After taking a hard look, Ye Tong was startled, a small black dragon circled around, it was Zekrom's mark.

"Damn it, Zekrom isn't dead?" Ye Tong made a sound, without saying a word, opened the system panel.

Ye Tong quickly flipped through the line of the elf column, and soon came to the bottom, a line of text glowed faintly.

"Czechrom: (seriously injured and not awake)"

"I really got it."

Seeing this line of words, Ye Tong was completely sure that Zekrom was finally subdued by him.

It's just that there is no way to summon the black dragon now, probably because the injury is really too serious.

But, it doesn't matter!As long as the black dragon recovers enough to be summoned by itself, it doesn't matter how much strength it has left, as long as it can merge with the darkness!

"It's taking off!" Ye Tong became a little excited, but soon, he seemed to feel something was wrong again.

"What do you mean by jihad reward?"

Ye Tong scratched his head, feeling that his body was obviously filled with a lot of strength, and then glanced at Kyurem not far away.

"Could it be that the system judged that Zekrom was dead, so he gave me a reward, but in fact, when the judgment was made, Zekrom had already agreed to surrender, so I also have his mark?"

"This, this, this, kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone??"

"Oh no no no, good people get rewarded!"

……

pat, pat.

In the plasma team temple, Quecchis came back, holding two bottles in his hand, with some radiant blood inside.

The blood of the black and white dragon, or in other words, the blood of the blood of the chosen one.

"The blood this time is enough for Akromar to create a higher bloodline fruit." Queches said, with a frightening gloomy voice.

Arriving in the temple, Quecchis seemed to have thought of something, and walked to the front of a house.