Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 84
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong finished their dry food and prepared to continue on their way.

The two stood up, slapped away the blades of grass sticking to their bodies, and set off in the originally planned direction.

"Rongrong," Xiao Wu suddenly said with some discomfort, "Why do I feel weird?"

"I feel like I can't breathe," Xiao Wu's complexion was indeed a bit grim.

"Ah? No way? Did you eat something bad?" Ning Rongrong asked worriedly when she saw the abnormal Xiao Wu.

"I don't know," Xiao Wu shook her head and said, "It's as uncomfortable as if someone suppressed her heart."

"Then let's take a rest?" Ning Rongrong suggested worriedly.

"No, don't," Xiao Wu quickly refused, "I can bear it, let's get out of here quickly, I feel weird."

Just like a creature's instinct to face danger, Xiao Wu was not at all willing to stay in this forest for too long.

"Okay," Ning Rongrong took Xiao Wu's slender hand and walked forward.

In an instant, the vision of the originally peaceful forest suddenly changed.

The birds in the forest flocked for some reason, making the originally quiet forest noisy.

All kinds of beasts fled desperately in one direction as if they had made an appointment, and their rapid and low-frequency panting sounded through the entire forest.

In the noisy forest, there are some weird chaos.

A colorful tiger skipped past the two of them, this animal didn't have any thoughts about them at all, the only thing it was doing now was to run away desperately.

Xiao Wu's primitive instinct is also telling her that she must run away from this place quickly.

"Rongrong, let's go," Xiao Wu said to Ning Rongrong, then jumped onto the top of a tree and started running forward.

Ning Rongrong opened the Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, accelerated the two of them, and then also started to run away.

After advancing for a while, the pressure on Xiao Wu's body not only did not decrease, but became more intense.

She gradually began to be out of breath.

This is the natural reaction of living things in the face of powerful natural enemies!

"Xiao Wu!? Are you alright?" Looking at the pale Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong asked worriedly.

"It's okay," Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and said, "If you encounter danger at that time, you can leave me alone and just run away, understand?"

"Are you kidding me?" Ning Rongrong glared at Xiao Wu, "How could I leave you alone?"

"I'm serious," Xiao Wu said helplessly.

"I'm serious too," Ning Rongrong replied firmly.

The pressure was getting closer and closer, and Xiao Wu could feel her heart beating more violently.

She began to have difficulty breathing, maybe one inattentive, the next moment she would pass out and fall to the ground.

[Why, in this kind of place, it will also be encountered. . . 】

Xiao Wu's vision gradually blurred, she forced a breath, and continued to run forward.

Right at this moment.

A dragon's roar pierced through the Nine Layers of Clouds and swept across the entire forest.

This dragon roar seemed to be able to directly pierce Xiao Wu's eardrums, making Xiao Wu dizzy for a while.

Before Xiao Wu could recover from the dragon's roar, she suddenly looked ferocious, and a stream of bright red heart essence spewed out from her mouth!

She just felt dizzy, and after a useless confrontation, she lost consciousness and fell straight from the tree.

She was a little stunned, as if she felt Ning Rongrong who knelt down and called her.

She wanted to tell the human who couldn't hear the dragon's roar to leave quickly.

But he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

She has been swept by the darkness of coma.

[Run quickly. . . 】

【Hurry up. . . 】

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"Master? Where are we going?" In a certain forest, a little book boy carrying a book basket was asking his master playfully, "Aren't we going to get something from Uncle Bailu? "

"Well, I'll get it later, and now I'm busy with other things," said the master who was walking beside him, a taciturn man.

This man was about the age of Ruoguan, with a good appearance, his long hair was tied in a knot at the head and fell down casually.

"What are you busy with? Master?" the book boy asked curiously.

"I'll know when the time comes," the man shook his head and led the book boy forward.

"Farewell, master," the book boy panicked when he saw that the master didn't want to talk to him, "Master, why don't you tell me what you want to do first? Last time you led your senior sister to kill an ancient auspicious beast without saying a word. The senior sister can't eat for three days, for fear of being sanctioned by God."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, the book boy continued to chatter: "No, Master, why don't you talk to me?"

The man got a little impatient with the book boy, but he still explained calmly: "That unicorn has been swallowed by the evil way, killing him is also a relief for him, and it is a great merit for us." , I am not your Uncle Bailu, how could I slaughter Ruishou indiscriminately? I am still on the side of order and goodness."

"No way? Uncle Bailu is a nice person? How could it be that the order is evil?" The book boy said with some doubts.

"Who told you that he is orderly and evil?" The man rolled his eyes at the book boy, "It's a compliment to say he is chaotic and evil."

"Uncle Bailu, is it so scary?"

"He's far scarier than you imagined." The man shook his head and stopped the topic, "Let's go to the front, there is movement there."

"Ah...Master, I didn't use this Book of Vientiane to hurry...Master, can't you respect me, the quasi-sacrificial wine of the Taiyin Academy?" The book boy complained, but he still took it out honestly. I read an unremarkable ancient book on bamboo skin.

Unfold.

The myriad rays of light from between the heaven and the earth swallowed the two of them, and when the two of them saw the surrounding scene clearly again, it was already a terrifying vision that covered the sky and the sun.

A huge flood dragon is ahead.

It turned the faucet and looked at the man and the book boy.

The low-pitched dragon pant could hardly conceal its excitement, and the flying authentic dragon beard seemed to tell everyone all the time.

It, soon to be Him.

The bookboy opened his eyes wide and swallowed viciously.

"Master...is this animal about to turn into a dragon?"

"Well, it's just one step away. Look at its two dragon beards. They are the most authentic water dragon beards in the world," the man said, "This dragon has been cultivated for at least a thousand years."

"Then master, how does this dragon compare with the unicorn that senior sister met last time?"

"Only strong, not weak," the man put his hand on his waist.

The sword at the waist has the sound of deer.

"Look hard, study hard," the man said softly.

The sword is unsheathed.

The man jumped up high and sat like a god.

In an instant, the situation changed.

Seeing that the man was going to attack, the flood dragon immediately rolled up a sea of ​​air and surrounded the man and the book boy.

The sea of ​​qi seemed to have its own consciousness, wrapped in a powerful dragon pressure, and attacked the atrium of the two people's qi palace.

At the same time, it let out an angry dragon roar, and rushed towards the man.

Realizing that his Qi Palace was already in a bleak state, Shutong couldn't help shouting: "Master! Die, die, die, die!!!"

The man wrapped in mid-air by the sea of ​​qi didn't pay attention to the book boy's trickery, he just said helplessly: "If you follow your Uncle Bailu, you will definitely have a promising future."

The man still didn't move, and the unsheathed sword drew another three points.

A dark green light suddenly appeared in the forest.

The sound of deer crowing resounded everywhere.

The man closed his eyes.

The thousand-year-old flood dragon realized something was wrong, and hurriedly performed a magical escapism to retreat a hundred miles away.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The blade is fully unsheathed.

The extremely crisp sound of the deer's cry was like the sound of nature.

The man waved the sword in his hand lightly.

Lu Ming Yo Yo.

The thousand-year-old jiao, who was trying to cross the dragon gate and turn into a real dragon, was chopped straight in half before he could even escape for a hundred miles!
Already dead can not die.

The sea of ​​energy surged all over the man's body, and the lethality of these flowing clouds engulfed in the pressure of the dragon was even higher!
It seemed to be dying, and it seemed to be revenge for his master.

The man didn't show any fluctuations in expression, he just raised his fingertips and pressed down.

This pressure not only suppressed the yin and yang soul of the flood dragon trying to escape.

It also suppressed the two heavens of air and sea.

(End of this chapter)