X- Epoch of the Dragon

Facing the soul control of Yiluo Xiang's all-out effort, the leader of the death salon, Yang Tian, ​​hissed a long hiss, and suddenly burst into the dust of the sky again, turning slightly into a gray-black tornado rolled over the two of them. .

"I rely on it!" Seeing this, Xin Yun scolded and shouted. For the past three days, Xin Yun had always thought that the leader of the salon was only the leader of the ninth order and the tenth highest order dragon, but watching the scene in front of him, Xin Yun knew that his judgment was wrong.

If you want to become a leader dragon, it is usually a starry dragon, and the lowest is nine stars. Compared with Xin Yun, it is eight or nine stars worse, but you need to know that even if the average salon leader has reached ten stars, it may not be able to perform. Make this move-sand explosion!

The so-called sand-dust explosion is that in the form of sand and dust, Sharon uses the gravel around him to form a sand storm that constantly attacks the enemy. The destructive power is quite amazing. It is a silver-level combat skill that Sharon can master.

Of course, now the leader Dragon is still barely performing, and it is not a real sand storm, but even so, it is enough to prove that this guy is already between the ten stars of bronze and one star of silver! It's only one step away from the real silver stage.

"Run!" Seeing the violent storm coming, Xin Yun didn't hesitate, turned and shouted at Yiluo Xiang while driving Yinglong, whistling and ran away.

Sharon is in the form of sand flow and will not accept any attacks. Therefore, once this sand storm is launched, it cannot be stopped unless the scrolling energy is consumed.

Of course, if you have enough energy to attack, you can also use the offensive to attack to consume the energy of the rotation in the storm. Although it still cannot hurt Sharon, it can stop the sand storm.

Unfortunately, the distance between the two sides is too close now. Even if Xin Yun wants to counterattack and offset the sand storm, but time is too late. Before he can offset the light, the sand storm is already here.

"Eh?" Turning the dragon's head, Xin Yun was about to escape, and looked sideways, Yiluoxiang's Fluttershy butterfly wings fluttered slightly, still floating there, but the body had begun to become unreal.

"No good!" Seeing this, Xin Yun understood it instantly. After three days of escape, Yiluo Xiang spent too much brain power. It was clear that all the potential had just exploded. Now he is in a semi-coma. Now that the status quo, the Morpho Butterfly may fall away at any time.

Looking ahead, the gray-black sand dust screamed and swept towards this side, and between the position of Yiluoxiang and Xin Yun and the sand storm, if you want to rush back to rescue, you will be unable to escape the sand storm. Attacked.

Gritting his teeth, Xin Yun grabbed the dragon horns with both hands, and Ying Long swung back suddenly and hurried towards Yiluo Xiang. At the same time, the dust storm across the river also rushed towards Yiluoxiang.

Although the distance between the two sides is almost far away from Yiluoxiang, once the wings are used, Yinglong's speed is indeed faster than Sharon, so Xin Yun rushed to the front of the sandstorm and successfully arrived at Yiluoxiang.

As soon as Xin Yun arrived, the Morpho Butterfly completely turned into the purple light of the sky and dissipated in the air. Xin Yun held one arm between her arms, just catching the body of Yiluo Xiang falling from the air.

Hugging Yiluoxiang tightly, Xin Yun could not help secretly fearing it. If he took another step late, the consequences would be unthinkable. The current height is thousands of meters above the ground. Once it falls, even a piece of iron can be deformed. Now, if it is a person, unless they reach the diamond stage, they will die.

"Woo ..." Just after Xin Yun was secretly afraid, in a stern whine, the sand storm rolled wildly to less than 50 meters in front of him. Seeing this scene, Xin Yun couldn't help sighing, it was too late to run now It can only keep it!

Xin Bin burst into a flash of light, Xin Yun burst into drink-Dragon Plate!

With Xin Yun's voice, Ying Long's slender dragon body quickly coiled up in mid-air, rolling Xin Yun and Yiluo Xiang in the middle, forming a closed space.

"Wow, wow ..." Almost as soon as Ying Long completed the dragon plate, countless peanut-sized grit whistled against Ying Long's body surface and made a dense noise.

Feeling the impact of tens of thousands of gravels, Xin Yun hugged Yiluo Xiang tightly, the blue tendons on his forehead burst, fierce pain, as if the tide hit his nerves, the bean-sweat beads one by one Scooped out from under the skin, converging into a stream, flowing, and sweating the entire garment in a flash.

In a space where the light is not bright, a tender, white and slender hand was gently lifted up, pitifully wiping the sweat from Xin Yun's face, and at the same time, Yi Luoxiang's voice rang softly: " Fool, why are you coming back, how much will you let me owe you? "

Looking at Yiluo Xiang's embarrassed expression in his arms, Xin Yun clenched his teeth and shivered, "You are mine. In front of me, even death will never take you away. To move you, first To step on my body! "

Listening to Xin Yun's overbearing words, Yiluo Xiang quietly closed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes quickly became wet. Although Xin Yun's words were overbearing, she liked it, yes ... she was Xin Yun, but at the same time Xin Yun is also her. There is no question of fairness or not. She wants to be overbearing.

Finally, the sand storm outside was over. Feeling the outside picture, the gray sand gravel was quickly gathering together, and the body of the leader of the death salon gathered from his feet to his head.

"Cut ..." Seeing this, Xin Yun could not help but grit his teeth. For a long time, the reason why he was so embarrassed was not an unbeatable relationship, mainly because he wanted Yiluoxiang to control the salon, otherwise, Although this leader dragon cannot be killed, there is still hope that he will be defeated.

While in the Longpan array, Xin Yun slowly pulled out his right hand and slowly pulled his fingers together. Since this guy made him so painful, it was also time for him to taste the captivity.

"Huh ..." A fierce fist waved out, and in a moment ... Opposite the newly formed Sharon leader, a claw of a dragon clenching into a fist roared.

"Bang!" In the dull sound, the body of the Sharon leader's newly formed body burst into the gray sand on the spot, and flew away from the distance in a spin.

Seeing this scene, Xin Yun laughed. Although this salon could not be killed, after all, it was only through energy that it could condense the body. As long as it suffered enough attacks, this death salon would also be scattered to the ground. Gravel.

The death salon is not indestructible, but it cannot be completely killed. In addition, there are hundreds or thousands of them, so there is no one to stop them. As for those who can threaten the nine masters, they are all death salons above the diamond level. The leader of the death salon like this one, with the strength of the nine masters, can wipe out a group between waving hands, and there is no difference with the ants.

For the nine masters, let alone this small bronze-level death salon, even if you want to destroy a city with a population of tens of millions, you don't need a second strike, that attack is much more fierce than the atomic bomb.

Slowly opened the coiled dragon body. At this moment, Xin Yun was really angry. The sand storm just made him suffer a lot. It can't be overstated to describe it with thousands of scrapes. If you do n’t teach this guy, Xin Yun couldn't swallow this breath.

In the distance, the piece of sand and dust gathered together again, and in a whirlwind, the leader of the death salon began to condense again. Seeing this scene, Xin Yun probed out with his right hand again, with a sudden grip of five fingers. At the moment of condensing, a huge claw of the supernatural dragon tightly squeezed the neck of the death salon in his hand.

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