Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 37
The reverse scale on the chest became hotter and hotter, and the black dragon felt that his whole heart was about to be melted, and the anger in his mind spewed out like a volcano.

With the appearance of Ni Lin, the black dragon's dry body gradually regained strength, and the waving of the dragon horn sword in his hand became more and more powerful.

"Ping—"

This time, when the dragon horn sword collided with Wei Zheng's guillotine, it was no longer as weak as before. Wei Zheng was also a little surprised, thinking that this was the reflection of the black dragon before he died.

"Go-go-ah!!"

The black dragon has a ferocious face, its teeth are clenched together tightly, and dragon scales stand erect on the only remaining right arm.

The change is not limited to this, except for the dragon scales on the arms, a layer of black dragon scales covering the surface of the black dragon's body has also changed.

The pitch-black scales gradually turned red, steaming like a red-hot soldering iron.

Two hot breaths spurted out from the black dragon's nostrils, forming two white pillars in the air.

With the change of the black dragon's form, the situation in the field also began to deflect slightly.

Feeling the great force from the guillotine, Wei Zheng's tense mind became more solemn again, and he paid more attention to the black dragon's counterattack before he died.

Many times we will hear some rumors, such as some 80-year-old lady flipped a car with her bare hands to save her grandson, or someone smashed a wall with his fist when he was trapped in a sea of ​​fire.

It is undeniable that although most of these are false rumors, there are also real cases caught in them.

It is indeed easier to stimulate the potential power of the human body in critical moments, and ordinary people can do this, let alone monks.

It is not unreasonable that many monks like to wander between life and death to seek a breakthrough.

If you just practice with normal means, you don't know how long it will take before you can break through.

There is great terror between life and death is not a joke, as long as one can survive the hurdle of life and death, it is not surprising that one's cultivation level will improve.

The strength of the black dragon is gradually rising, and it will reach the point where Wei Zheng can feel great pressure in a short while.

Previously, for the sake of safety, Wei Zheng did not use his full strength in the fight against the black dragon, but maintained a weak upper hand, hoping to consume the black dragon to death.

Such an approach may sound silly, but it is indeed a good strategy.

When he didn't have overwhelming strength, he had to ensure that he had enough physical strength to prevent accidents, and he had to always be on guard against the black dragon's counterattack. In this way, his calculation was not wrong.

The only thing missing is probably that their opponent is the Black Dragon...

The Dragon Horn Sword smashed onto the guillotine with an irresistible force. The sword, which was originally famous for its elegance and elegance among various weapons, was used like a mallet in the hands of the Black Dragon. Without ambiguity.

Wei Zheng was obviously used to the black dragon's roughness, and his gestures were all indifferent.

However, Wei Zheng's face changed in the next moment, his arms were numb from the shock of the dragon horn sword, and he was crying in his heart.

Is this really the return of the black dragon?Why is the war getting more and more fierce?
Wei Zheng was puzzled, and Fu Jiu was equally puzzled.

There was something wrong with Heilong's behavior, which didn't match the information he had received earlier.

Isn't the reverse scale the weakness of the Dragon Clan?Why does he feel that the Black Dragon is getting stronger after Ni Lin came out?

Fu Jiu's face was ugly. He must have been deceived by the third prince. No wonder Ao Bing was willing to take the initiative to reveal the secret of the Dragon Clan's Nilin. It turned out that a hole had been dug for him to jump into.

Just imagine, if Fu Jiu fights against a sixth-order dragon without knowing it, and wants to use the dragon's reverse scale to subdue the opponent, he will definitely suffer a big setback in the end, and he may even capsize in the gutter.

The golden light on the dragon-horned sword in the black dragon's hand became brighter and brighter, like a guiding light in the dark night, but this light did not point to the road to life, but the dead road leading to the underworld...

"Whoosh-"

The panting became heavier and heavier, maybe it was an illusion, but Wei Zheng seemed to vaguely see that the hilt of the Dragon Horn Sword was fused with the right arm of the Black Dragon, and the two complemented each other, and the sharpness on the sword gathered more and more.

The black dragon raised his right hand, and a golden light appeared in his blood-red eyes.

Different from the previous madness, the first impression of the current black dragon is that of indifference from the heart.

However, who is the black dragon in the field is not clear?His behavior didn't seem like his anger disappeared, but more like his anger reached the extreme and finally calmed down.

"Death!!" Heilong spat out the word slowly, and the dazzling golden color instantly drowned Wei Zheng.

"Pfft~"

Wei Zheng flew upside down, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out several meters away like money, Zhanlong Gui also dropped his hand and fell to the ground.

Black Dragon's eyes were indifferent, and he walked straight towards Fu Jiu without even looking at Wei Zheng.

One step, two steps. Every time the black dragon took a step forward, the pressure on Fu Jiu's heart became heavier.

Li Si, who was watching the battle from a distance, clenched his fists, wishing to rush to support immediately, but was stopped by Bai Qi.

"Trust him!" Bai Qi said.

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of Li Si's mouth, and he let go of his hand helplessly. This was Fu Jiu's choice, and they could only choose to believe it.

"Are... are you afraid?" Heilong walked up to Fu Jiu step by step and asked, if the boys from the Black Dragon Society saw his indifferent expression, they would definitely suspect that the black dragon was an outsider in disguise.

Fu Jiu shrugged: "Why are you afraid? You are the only one who is afraid, and you are the only one who fears the Emperor of Heaven, isn't it?"

The black dragon grinned, a bit miserably.

"You don't know, you don't know anything!"

"boom--"

The huge momentum raged everywhere like a tsunami, and Fu Jiu in the tsunami was like a helpless boat in the wind and waves, and it might be overturned by random waves.

Fu Jiu's complexion changed, the feeling of this aura pressing on him was not pleasant, but it was far from enough to make him afraid.

No matter what he was in his last life, he was a sixth-level powerhouse. If he was overwhelmed by the aura of a fourth-level monk, wouldn't he laugh his ass off after being found out?
But now is obviously not the time to hold on, Fu Jiu is short, as if he was bent over by the black dragon's aura.

"Why do you have to hold on? Isn't it good to kneel on the ground honestly?" A look of nostalgia appeared in Heilong's eyes, as if recalling himself back then.

He who was in front of Immortal Emperor Haotian at that time was just like Fu Jiu who was in front of him at this time, that person could overwhelm him with his breath alone.

The scene at that time emerged in his mind, and the golden eyes of the black dragon became more and more indifferent.

"Since we are all going to die, why not experience the real power before we die?"

As he said that, the dragon horn sword in Heilong's hand stabbed at Fu Jiu unhurriedly.

The current state of the black dragon is very strange. With the blessing of Ni Lin, his strength is much stronger than that of his peak, and he has even touched the threshold of the fifth level.

"Power? Hehe..."

Fu Jiu held the Tang knife horizontally in his hand, blocking the stabbing dragon horn sword. Of course, it was only temporarily blocked. After only a few breaths, cracks appeared on the Tang knife.

The material of ordinary knives is naturally not comparable to the magic weapon in the hands of the black dragon, and Fu Jiu did not expect to use it against the black dragon.

Not to mention it, even if you take out the Qingming sword, it's useless. The difference in strength between him and the black dragon is too big, and it can't be made up by a Qingming sword.

If this goes on like this, he will eventually die, not only him, but also Wei Zheng, Li Si, Bai Qi, and Cyclops will all die in the hands of the black dragon.

If you want to survive, you can only find a chance to kill with one blow! !

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