Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 144 Frost Freezing
Looking ahead with tired eyes, I don't know how long it took, he took out the potion from the storage ring and drank it, shook his head, shook the rainwater off his head, put on the hood again, and pulled it down slightly with his hand .

The soul power circulated the medicinal power along the meridians to disperse the cold air in the left arm.

The raindrops kept washing away on Zhao Mingyu's body, and the sludge also slid down with the raindrops. He had already figured out his current strength in this encounter.

"With my little soul power, I don't know if I can still link to Avalon."

Zhao Mingyu's space teleportation was a little tricky. He returned to Avalon first, and then went to the coordinate point from Avalon. Even in this kind of enchantment, he can still ignore it, but the disadvantage is that he can only bring those few people...

"I can't leave a mark here, so what's going on, the soul power mark disappears too quickly? After I leave, I may never be able to reach it again."

Zhao Mingyu was walking in the heavy rain, and climbed up a big tree. The forest was endless... Is it too big?

"Sure enough, this island is the so-called [Different World], and it's much bigger than I thought. Now that I've found it again, I'd better go straight ahead and have a look. I always feel like I'll get lost."

Jumping down from the tree, when he could directly sense the powerful aura after all, Zhao Mingyu went up and bypassed it.Now he can't even control the familiar. During this period of time, the power of Qi and blood has been gathering in the dragon's heart, and his physical strength has dropped a lot.

Cut off the thorns with the holy sword and advance in the dense forest that is difficult to walk.

"hiss!"

"Are there underground worms in the forest?" Zhao Mingyu quickly jumped up to avoid its attack.

Mouth full of sharp teeth, and a forked tongue several meters long, yellow and white skin covered with scales near the head, body full of spikes, arms and legs constantly moving, sand worms bit Zhao Mingyu.

"Is it a bug again?" Zhao Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The small black eyes kept staring at Zhao Mingyu's actions, and the air holes in his big ugly mouth absorbed a large amount of air and made a sharp and piercing sound, which Zhao Mingyu was not familiar with.

Zhao Mingyu kept stepping back, looking for a suitable place to fight, a large amount of sour night sprayed out like a high-pressure water gun, extremely fast!

The attack of the sand worms was completely haphazard, but the power of the acid night was extremely powerful, even with the dilution of rainwater, a large number of trees were melted, fell down, and continued to burn and carbonize.

The area of ​​[-] meters was completely destroyed by sand worms.

"Is that guy able to sense heat? That's how he discovered me." Zhao Mingyu leaned against a big tree surrounded by several people, panting, if he was hit head-on, he wouldn't die.

The corrosive sound entered his ears, and the acid night had passed through the tree trunk and shot towards him. Time seemed to slow down, Zhao Mingyu's eyes slowly widened, and his head began to tilt back.

"boom!"

Then, the sound of crunching, crunching came out, Zhao Mingyu threw away the black robe with one hand, and threw away the corroded clothes on his left hand, and several backflips brought him to a puddle to dilute the acid night.

"Ah, it hurts." Zhao Mingyu scolded, seeing the sand worm's big mouth biting again, and the pain mask on his face hadn't disappeared, so he quickly dodged.

The sand worm, which was more than ten meters long, couldn't control its huge inertia, and smashed towards the ground. Zhao Mingyu would not let this good opportunity pass.

The wind element is constantly flowing on the holy sword, and the holy sword wrapped in the wind king's enchantment grows, piercing from the eye of the sand worm, directly penetrating the head and piercing the ground from the other.

After a pause of two or three seconds, he silently withdrew the holy sword. He almost fell backwards, covered his chest and coughed a few times, recovering too slowly.

"The brain is damaged, he should be dead..." Zhao Mingyu's eyes were tired, but he took out the Frost Spear with his right hand and kept shooting until he ran out of bullets.

Every time the sand worm was shot, it let out a painful howl, constantly twisting the ugly body, and made a final blow, and the huge body bumped towards him.

Zhao Mingyu pushed back and fired while shooting. The last two bullets shot directly from the wound in front. The icicle exploded, the skin bulged, and the sand worm's bloody mouth opened wide, before the upper body fell heavily on the dirt.

The cold air emitted by the body froze the surrounding raindrops, and the ooze turned into frozen soil.

After firing the bullets, the right hand was covered with frost, and the capillaries on the surface must have been frozen... Ignoring the pain, I held the holy sword in my left hand and pierced through the whole body from the head. Two halves.

Zhao Mingyu thought of something, and hurriedly ran to the back. He had only jumped more than ten meters when a huge shock wave came from behind him.

Fufu appeared and tried her best to tear off the debris on her back with her small mouth. Blood kept gushing out. Zhao Mingyu wiped off the blood on his forehead and stood up with his hands supported.

His head trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth cracked, he wanted to laugh but he didn't, the rain washed the blood from his body to the ground, and it was so red that it flowed down the soil and spread.

Zhao Mingyu walked on the rocky cliff with heavy steps. The one-inch-long wound on his forehead could clearly see the pale bones, and his back was also bloody and bloody.

After throwing away the half-shattered mask, the blood had already flowed from the forehead into the eyes, and then divided into two paths and covered the face. At this moment, Zhao Mingyu looked a little ferocious...

"Fu!?" The little beast jumped onto Zhao Mingyu's shoulder, kept licking the blood on his face, and kept rubbing his cheek against his cheek, making a comforting cry.

"..." Zhao Mingyu was already silent, and walked towards the shelter yesterday, he still remembered the way he came here very clearly.

"Woo!" The little beast patted Zhao Mingyu's shoulder lightly with its small paws.

Only at this time did he react: "Fu Fu."

Zhao Mingyu's mentality collapsed. The enemy who was supposed to be dealt with easily, not only had to fight to the death, but almost overturned.

"Yeah, I have to get used to the current situation. Good luck can't always favor us." If you keep moaning, you're really waiting for death.

Zhao Mingyu drank the recovery potion, and after a while white smoke began to rise from the wound on his body. After walking a few hundred meters, the wound had barely healed, and he would have to wait for several hours.

In the afternoon, the sky gradually cleared up. Zhao Mingyu stretched out his hand, as if he could feel the breath of light.

But even with the sun, this place still feels uncomfortable, so Zhao Mingyu returned along the same route.The tall stone wall could already be seen from a distance, so he quickened his pace and walked towards it.

"At the beginning, I was in good condition without soul power. With the power of qi and blood, my physical skills would not drop too much. Now it is double suppression. This place is really not suitable for soul masters to fight."

Zhao Mingyu came to the front of the crack and sniffed, feeling that something had come.

"Oh no…"

Zhao Mingyu started to walk to the notch on the other side, bent down and walked in, just sat here, with the flow of the wind, Zhao Mingyu disappeared, and a breath-blocking prop was stuck on his clothes.

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