Furious Dragon Slaying System

Jiaolong now believed that Sulong could help him improve his bloodline, so he gritted his teeth and let go of his soul.

"Surrender."

"Yes, you have some insight. Although I know you are helpless now, I believe you will be grateful for today's actions in the future."

Without any unnecessary nonsense, he directly controlled the dragon without any surprises. Moreover, Su Long was not a nagging person, so he directly received him into the Dragon Slaying Tower.

"There will be some pain next, you have to endure it, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

"Don't worry, I can endure any pain for Jackie Chan."

Su Long directly cut the dragon's artery, causing the blood in the body to flow out continuously, leaving no trace left. This process is equivalent to slow death, but as long as it survives this process, the dragon can exchange blood and transform into a dragon.

The blood kept pouring out, and Jiaolong's body became weaker and shriveled up. The blood flow became slower and slower, and it took a day before all the blood was drained away.

At this time, the dragon had no fighting power at all and was on the verge of death. If he didn't exchange blood, he would die directly.

"Hold on, try to absorb this blood, don't let it conflict with your body."

Directly and slowly inject the blood of the Dark Dragon Clan into his body, and being nourished by the blood, the Jiaolong's body began to slowly become mellower.

It's just that it's very uncomfortable to see the dragon, but Su Long can't help. The rest can only depend on his own destiny. If he can absorb the blood, he can become a dragon. If he can't absorb the blood, he will eventually explode and die. Death.

After finishing everything, Su Long left the Dragon Slaying Tower directly and began to search around the Dream Ancient City.

"This should be the back garden of the ancient dream city. It's too big. Only the Lord can live in this place."

Su Long had been searching for the past two days and found that he had been teleported to the back garden. There were no big treasures here except some medicinal materials.

Of course, the dragon is the best treasure, but I don’t know what’s going on.

Su Long got into the Dragon Slaying Tower and saw that the situation of the dragon had stabilized. The dragon had begun to try to master these powers and its appearance had begun to change.

The dragon horns, dragon shape, and dragon scales have gradually gotten rid of the dragon form.

"He should have successfully transformed in two days."

One day outside is a hundred days inside, which is enough for him to master these powers.

The back garden has been almost searched by Su Long. There is not much gained here. The good things should all be in the main hall.

"Mo Qingqing, don't go too far. I found this knife first."

"Are you talking to me? Xie Dao, are you too arrogant? Do you dare to talk to me like this? Do you want to die?"

Everyone else was teleported to different places, and everyone had their own opportunities, but more people still died here. Although there are many treasures in the Fantasy Ancient City, they are also accompanied by more dangers.

The monsters guarding the treasures were very powerful and could crush most of them, but more people died at the hands of those around them.

They fought against each other for a treasure, and suffered heavy casualties.

But now Mo Qingwu and Xie Dao collided together. Xie Dao found a magic knife and was about to take it away when Mo Qingwu interrupted. The two looked at each other.

This magic knife is very important to Xie Dao. With this magic knife, Xie Dao's strength will at least double. But now that Demon Qingqing is here, it will be difficult for him to collect this magic knife.

Although Mo Qingqing's strength is slightly lower than them, his strength is stronger than them. His tyrannical body is unmatched by anyone except the Dragon Clan. Their attacks cannot cause much harm to Mo Qingqing.

"Mo Wuqing, what are you going to do? You are not a knife player. I owe you a favor. Give me this knife. If you find one that suits you, I will give it to you."

Xie Dao had already made a big concession. If someone else dared to grab the knife from him, he would just go out and kill them.

But in the face of Xie Dao's concession, Mo Qingqing didn't appreciate it: "Are your favors valuable? In my opinion, you are just trash. Get out of here now, otherwise, don't blame me for killing you."

Xie Daoqi's teeth were itching, and he pulled out the knife on his body and pointed it at Mo Qingqing. It was impossible for him to give up the knife in front of him. Since he couldn't solve it calmly, he could only fight.

Mo Qingqing loves fighting even more. Now that the evil sword has been measured, if he doesn't fight, he will be looked down upon.

"It's good to be like this soon. Strength determines everything. If you can take ten punches from me, it doesn't matter if I give you this knife."

"It's a shameless statement." Although Xie Dao said he looked down on Mo Qingwu, he tightened his grip on the knife. He would not underestimate Mo Wuqing. This guy was very strong.

"Magic Fist."

"Evil knife slash."

"boom……"

At the moment of contact, the evil knife flew backwards, leaving a slight trace of blood donation at the corner of his mouth, and there was also a trace of white marks on Mo Wuqing's fist.

"Not bad, not bad. It can actually pose a slight threat to me. It seems that I have to be more serious about the next nine punches."

Xie Dao wiped the blood donation from the corner of his mouth and concentrated all his energy. He did not expect how big the gap between the two people would be. He just punched him and rewarded him. This is twenty-one and thirty-six. Is there a difference in names?

"Have you made a breakthrough? Your strength is definitely more than twenty-one."

"Twenty-one? Hahahaha?" Mo Wuqing smiled disdainfully, how could his strength be only twenty-one: "My target is six of them."

The corner of Xie Dao's mouth twitched slightly. Mo Qingqing was so arrogant that he actually wanted to challenge the first six people. The first six people were invincible. Their strength was about the same, only half a move away from each other.

And they are all experts at the highest peak. Although she admits that Mo Qingqing is very strong, it is simply impossible to challenge the first six people. It is just a matter of death.

"You are too conceited. Your strength is far from enough, Evil Blade Genkiri."

Compared with the previous move, Xie Dao's move was more powerful, but the response was only Demon Wuqing's punch: "Demon Fist Suppresses the Mountain."

The same solution, but with more serious injuries and a huge gap in strength, the evil sword was blasted away again, and the power of this punch almost failed to damage his internal organs.

"Is this the only strength you have? It's too weak and not challenging at all. There are still eight punches. My fists will only get stronger and stronger. I will destroy your confidence with one punch and you will die in the end. On my hands."

Mo Qingqing has no intention of letting Xie Dao go. If Xie Dao can receive ten punches from him, he will turn around and leave. However, with Xie Dao's current combat power, picking him up for two rounds is his limit.