I Killed the Dragon

"Roar!" The dragon was injured and roared in anger. It rolled its body vigorously. The huge body rolled in the forest, like a bulldozer operating, and the forests fell.

Because of this action, Gray's sword was deformed and its strength was greatly reduced. Only a blood mark was drawn on his neck, which cut through his hard skin.

Gray hugged the dragon's neck tightly, not caring how he rolled, because it didn't work for him, and the same was true for the dragon. Both are typical of the rough skin, and ordinary swords are difficult. Hurt, how could it be hurt by vegetation?

Wow!

With the sound of running water, one of the trees in the forest was instantly drained by Gray, and countless rivers flew over, forming a huge lake on the ground.

"How can...cuckoo..."

The dragon's face was full of horror. How could this be possible? Although this guy was very strong last time, he was not invincible. If he didn't make a mistake, he should win.

But this time, he actually mastered a new magic, and such a huge river was easily pulled over by him.

How could this be possible? He was a dragon just like himself. He should be more friendly to fire attributes. How could he master such a powerful water attribute magic?

Wrapped by the river water, the dragon felt a strong binding force. It seemed that the river water was no longer river water, but a huge and heavy mass of steel, trying to crush him to the bottom.

The dragon wanted to resist, but found that he had really become a prey in the water.

Everything in this water is under that guy's control, and all the water follows his instructions and moves with his will.

He is the **** in the water, even if it is a giant dragon, he can only be slaughtered in the water, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The best way is to stop him from touching himself with water at the beginning, but unfortunately, if he can run under normal circumstances, he is powerless now.

When the other party was doing it before, he immediately abolished one of his wings. Even if it could fly, it would not fly high and could not move flexibly.

Under the water, the vines of roses grew freely and instantly entangled the limbs of the dragon, further suppressing his resistance.

Gray raised the sword. In the water, the water was not his hindrance, but his help.

His movements will not be deformed due to the resistance of water, but the water will push his arms, making him stronger and attacking stronger.

The blade of the long sword pierced the dragon's neck along the cut cut previously. The scarlet dragon blood poured out from the wound, but did not melt into the water, but became a mass by itself.

"You can't kill me!" The dragon struggled violently.

Gray paused for a while, wanting to hear what he had to say. In such a situation where the opponent had no resistance at all, he didn't mind listening.

But he didn't remove his hand, as long as he moved, the sword would cut off his head.

"I'm your father, you can't kill me!" the dragon said sincerely.

The dragon blood in Gray's body is his son's, and it is naturally his bloodline, so he made no mistake. Judging strictly from the bloodline, Gray is indeed his son.

"Crack!"

The dragon's head and body were separated, and Gray dispelled the surrounding river with a black face, allowing them to return to the previous river again.

"Made, I shouldn't stop, and provoke me if I die." Gray spit out unluckyly, and jumped off the fallen dragon.

However, although the dragon's head and body were separated, he did not completely lose his movement. His blood was boiling, cooing out of the dragon's body, and then stretched out blood tentacles towards Gray.

"I said how there is a familiar feeling. When I killed your cub, it seemed that I cut off my head with a sword from behind. Now you are like this. You father and son are really destined."

Gray sneered, took out a beautiful small bottle from the backpack space, and pointed it at the dragon blood that was stretched out.

The mouth of the bottle produced a suction, and all the dragon blood was put into the small bottle. The soul in the dragon blood seemed to be unwilling and roaring, but all this was useless.

"Bathing in dragon blood is indeed awe-inspiring, and you can also get some powers belonging to the dragon, but I still think it is better to refine you into a potion.

Gray smiled, trying to put the dragon blood into his backpack, but found that it couldn't, only put it in his magic pocket.

Then he took out a box and put away the dragon's body, this time it was smoothly put into the backpack space.

"Master, you are too good!" The lady witch jumped over bluntly, and shot a series of flattery around His Majesty.

"Hmph, he has fallen down before I make a move!" Little Jasmine sneered while inserting her waist, even though she hadn't planned to do it.

But Ruimeier said that what you do is to pay attention to a momentum. When the enemy falls, this sentence is more appropriate.

As for the dragon who killed, the dragon and the elf are friends?

What did that have to do with her little Jasmine, she didn't do anything, and Gray still killed the dragon, the dragon **** it.

The burning castle before that it was an evil dragon has already proven it, and there is no need to verify it. This is an evil dragon, **** it!

The elves would not be friends with such evil dragons, only good dragons like Gray are the elves' friends.

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to Little Jasmine." Gray put away the long sword and bronze spear, and looked at the elves who were hiding behind the tree and looking at him cringly.

"You..." he just said, the elves in front wanted to explode suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ surged over.

"Look, it's an elf, he's a friend of the elf!"

"A friend of the elf, and of course our friend, a friend of the elf."

"Thank you for helping us!"

The elves rushed to thank you, and some wanted to get close to the elves.

The elves are a special kind of elves. They are not small elves. If you want to talk about small elves, there are so many elves in this kingdom, but they are all ordinary elves.

"You're welcome!" Gray twitched at the corner of his mouth, pointing at Mary Faison who fell to the ground in the distance, "Your queen is injured, don't you go and see?"

Fortunately, these guys are not their own. Otherwise, if they were seriously injured, they would still thank others happily. If no one cares about his own words, he will surely come back to life immediately, and then teach them severely.

"Ah, the queen is injured, go see the queen." With a loud cry, the elves retreated like a tide, and rushed towards Mariefsen.

Gray also stepped forward and walked in front of Mary Faison.

At this time, this woman was so angry that her life was at stake.

"Is the queen dying?" a fairy asked sadly with tears in his eyes.

"You can't live this way?" the other elf sighed.

"Why don't you be our king, I believe you can protect us." Another elf looked at Gray innocently and said with a very sincere tone.

The key is that his words also got the unanimous agreement of other elves.

So, originally still discussing whether the queen had any elves to save, the topic immediately became crooked, and began to ask Gray to be their king, no one cared about the queen's life or death.

The corners of Gray's mouth twitched so badly. He swears that he is definitely not the king of these scams.