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Chapter 369 Taking the Dragon King as a Ration to Snatch

Demirin squirmed like a rotten mountain, and glanced at Comilla lying on the ground. His eyes were as black as ink, and a cold light shone. Rolled into the air.

While Han Zheng was stunned, Comilla was actually eaten by Demirin in one bite. Amidst the screams, the sound of bones being crushed was so ear-piercing that Han Zheng's heart trembled.

"What is this picture, what is this, why bother! If I die in my hands, I will still have a whole body!"

"The taste of paralysis is really unpalatable!"

There was disdain in Demirin's voice, and he forgot to glance at the other necromancers, "Why are you looking at me numbly? Your bodies are too unpalatable, and I don't have any appetite, but well, the body smell of oriental humans is not Let me miss you so much!"

Han Zheng smiled, and hooked his fingers at the Undead Dragon King with his right hand deep in the depths, meaning that if you have the ability, you can let the horse come over. Demilin just raised his head and gave a long roar to Han Zheng's provocation, and rushed out suddenly. The light curtain that formed the formation came out.

"Damn it, how come the undead are not blocked by the light curtain?"

Han Zheng's whole body was shrouded in the halo of the system. The light burst out of the siege of bone soldiers and undead and rose into the air. The Taiji diagram under his feet rotated, suppressing the spatial fluctuations within ten meters, causing the undead Dragon King, which is a thousand meters long, The coercion cannot invade the ten meter area around him.

"Oh, not bad, not bad, to be able to cultivate the true meaning of Tai Chi, if this is the case, this king will definitely eat you up!"

There was a greedy gaze in Demirin's eyes, it was really greedy for Han Zheng's body, and when a pair of wings covering the sky flapped, two tornadoes were rolled up and swept towards Han Zheng.

When the powerful tornado was ten meters away from Han Zheng, it was suppressed and dissipated by an invisible energy. Demilin was testing Han Zhen's strength. The undead dragon king who has lived for countless years has a steady mind too much.

"Hey, old dragon, don't be tempted. If you have any skills, hurry up and use them. I don't have time to waste it with you!"

In Han Zheng's heart, Demilin is also a delicious meal. He is not as deep and stable as Demilin. The Taiji diagram under his feet shrinks so much that it becomes a slap and floats above Han Zheng's head. Killed towards Demilin's huge body.

boom.
When Han Zheng was only ten meters away from Demilin, Xiao Shanda’s dragon head raised its fangs, and a mass of black flames so thick that Han Zheng’s heart trembled erupted instantly, and the black dragon flames expanded rapidly when they gushed out. To the range of 20 meters.

"Damn it, the power of this dragon flame is really strong enough. The goblin stands up to me and I jump onto the dragon's head, absorb its energy, and let the proud guy tremble under my crotch!"

The extremely hot black dragon flames made the system light outside Han Zheng's body vibrate slightly. From this, it can be seen that the pressure of the little goblin is not easy, and the space covered by the dragon flames emits a scorching sound.

"Old reptile, today is the happiest day in your life. I hope you will remember that I gave you this opportunity to relax!"

"Ow"

The mighty dragon chant covered up the screams of killing all over the sky. Satan, who was fighting King Qin Guang on the battlefield, flashed King Qin Guang's tyrannical punch in the tremor of the twelve wings behind him, and he dodged a hundred meters away. He looked at the huge figure in the sky of his own camp.

"Who on earth summoned the Undead Dragon King?"

There was disbelief and worry in Satan's eyes. His worry was not at the Dragon King, but at the expression of King Qin Guang. As expected, when King Qin Guang saw the huge body that was a kilometer long and covered the sky, There was a dazzling brilliance in his eyes.

"Satan, do you really want to break the agreement between the two parties? It seems that you have no chance of winning this war. If you invite the Western Dragon Clan to participate in the war, then the agreement between us has been broken. Do we have to go to hell?" How about inviting Shura from Shura Hell to join the battle?"

King Qin Guang's threatening words caused Satan's face to twitch slightly, and then a smile bloomed on his face. He looked at King Qin Guang and said, "This is a misunderstanding. Some of you sneaked into my camp. Want to come here?" There is no way to coerce a necromancer!"

"what!"

Hearing Satan's words, King Qin Guang was also puzzled and quickly relieved. He laughed and said, "For now, let's continue to fight. That guy is not under my control. What he wants to do Satan, you still have to do it yourself." Please be blessed!"

Qin Guangwang naturally saw Han Zheng riding on the dragon head of the Dragon King. He was overjoyed that Han Zheng could join the battle. With the message from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he would not care what Han Zheng wanted to do. It was bad luck anyway. It’s fine if it’s hell but not his hell.

Clenching his fist seals, he rushed towards Satan with his unrivaled fist. With King Qin Guang's guarantee, Satan often let out a sigh of relief. No matter how capable Han Zheng was, he wanted to sneak into hell. Not everyone can break through, not even if the Ten Temples of Hades join forces.

Hell is protected by a holy light enchantment, and the underworld naturally also has it. That is the sea of ​​bitterness where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sits. Even if hell wants to break through the sea of ​​bitterness with the purification power, it will have to pay a huge price. It is also difficult to break through.

"Hey, can you be honest, how can I make you feel as comfortable as you roll like this?"

Han Zheng clamped the dragon's head tightly between his legs, pressed his left hand on Demilin's forehead, and held the dragon's horn with his right hand, and the green-gold halo was so intense that it covered the dragon's head, absorbing it crazily. With his enormous energy.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Han Zheng, Demilin spewed out thick jet-black dragon flames from the dragon's mouth, and a five-meter-diameter fireball submerged Han Zheng in it. He wanted to use this to burn Han Zheng into ashes , but his idea is doomed to be powerless.

Although the Black Dragon Flame can't do anything to Han Zheng, Han Zheng's taste is also uncomfortable. The halo of the system is all concentrated on the dragon's head, absorbing its energy with all its strength, and the protection on his body can only suppress the space with the Taiji diagram. Use this to defend against the burning of Longyan.

But the power of Long Yan made Han Zheng underestimate. Although Long Yan couldn't burn his body, the extreme heat roasted him like a suckling pig, and his white skin was baked into wheat. The color of wheat also turns to dark black over time.

"This is a good opportunity to practice. Demirin's dragon flame is just right for you to temper your body. I will slow down absorbing its energy and use part of the energy I absorbed before to forge your body!"

As the little goblin's words came out, the coolness gushed out from the brain and poured into Han Zheng's body, nourishing his physical body!

Demilin felt extremely aggrieved at this moment. As the undead dragon king, he was also the overlord of one side in the undead world. He was summoned with great difficulty today. Before he could unleash his prestige, he was deprived of it by a tiny human riding on his head. own energy.

(End of this chapter)