Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

The dragon's body twists and turns, as if interpreting the rhythm of life. Its tail is strong and powerful, and when it swings, it demonstrates unrivaled destructive power. There is a sharp tail needle at the end of the tail, which is faintly visible under the sunlight.

Once stabbed by it, no, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm that was trying to merge itself into Huo Yuhao's body couldn't help but shiver.

The golden dragon pupils were as deep and hot as the flames of molten gold. They were not metallic in texture, but transparent like crystal. This kind of gold gave people an indescribable sense of beauty. Under the gaze of these dragon pupils, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm deeply felt a strong sense of majesty and oppression, as if he was enveloped by an invisible force.

Under the sunlight, the dragon's body glittered, and the golden gem on its chest was even more dazzling. Its huge wings spread out behind it, allowing its huge body to stretch out and float in the air. A terrifying oppressive force lingered in the air.

However, the giant dragon just floated in the air, silently observing the fusion of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Huo Yuhao, and it didn't seem to have any intention of eating it immediately.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm gritted its teeth and thought, it has come to this point, it has to merge first. The white light gradually became more and more condensed, slowly injected into Huo Yuhao's body, and the body of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm gradually became transparent in the process, and its size was also shrinking rapidly. The moment it began to inject power into Huo Yuhao's body, there was no way back.

Huo Yuhao's body had completely turned into jade-white, just like the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm before.

At the same time, a stream of gray air fell from the sky as if it encountered a huge suction force, as if it felt the strong light attribute of the dragon. In just a moment, it fell on the top of the dragon's head.

Not only on land, there are also cities suspended in the sky, and even rivers flowing down from the sky, turning into huge waterfalls.

Various birds and beasts soared in the sky, all of them exuding a powerful aura. Especially the dragons, the flying dragons were huge, but they could coexist peacefully with other kinds of mythical beasts, presenting a completely peaceful scene.

"The world is so beautiful, but you are so violent..." An old man in a gorgeous black robe stood with his hands behind his back. On the black robe, golden runes were shining. Outside the robe was a large white cloak, which formed a sharp contrast with the black robe inside.

While admiring this spiritual scene, he tried to communicate with the evil dragon that told him to get out.

"Old Deng, get out!" The golden dragon roared as it lay on the crater filled with precious metals and gems, "Otherwise, I will make you explode with gold coins on the spot!"

“…This is not good.” Why should the remnant soul make things difficult for the remnant soul?

"Stop making noise." Mu Xing suddenly appeared between the old man and the Golden Dragon King.

The old man looked at her with interest. "Dragon race, what a beautiful and powerful race. Even in my world, I have never seen a dragon as beautiful as you. I originally planned to choose that child, but the range of his spiritual sea is definitely not as good as yours. If I merge with him, it will be difficult for me to maintain my human form now."

He was responded by the sharp blade of the cane sword. The Golden Dragon King seemed to want to join the battle, but was shouted back by Mu Xing, "Stay where you are and don't move." This guy couldn't distinguish between friend and foe in a fight, and his aim was extremely poor. She didn't want to be badly tricked by this old Deng during the battle.

The Golden Dragon King fell back on the pile of gold coins in disappointment. The staff sword in Mu Xing's hand shone coldly in the sun, and every time he swung it, a sharp sword energy was drawn. These sword energies intertwined in the air to form a dense sword net, as if it could cut through all obstacles.

All of this was pleasing to him.

But the old guy didn't look like a pushover either. He flashed and in his right hand he held a staff that was two meters longer than his height. The staff was made up of a mixture of three colors: black, white and gold. The three colors were entangled together, which made the Golden Dragon King feel inexplicably familiar.

The three-colored metal coiled up to form this magical staff. On the top of the staff was a huge crystal that was carved into a white skull.

Out of dissatisfaction with the Silver Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King said that he really did not appreciate the profession of a mage. Although Mu Xing's bloodline came from the Silver Dragon King's lineage, she basically drew blood when she fought, which pleased him very much.

The magic staff held up the cane sword, and the old man was still in the mood to chat with Mu Xing, "I don't have any ill will towards you. Look, our weapons have similar colors. Your sword is also very beautiful. I guess it is also a magic staff. Can you tell me its name?" Often only the most experienced magicians can understand the significance of using a magic staff to chop people. He knew at a glance that Mu Xing had extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, and the number of enemies who died under her blade must be much greater than those who died from her magic.

"Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sword." Mu Xing made up a random name, "You'd better start introducing yourself before I get rid of you."

"Holding the sun and the moon in my hands and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world! The Holy God of the Dead, the Scourge of the Undead, Alex!" The old man's tone was full of pride. "Your name is Muxing, right? This name is meant for me. Are you interested..."

"Who is destined to be with you?!" Mu Xing frowned. The name was really long, and it sounded like it was related to the Holy Spirit Church next door.

"The name is too long, I can't remember it." King Jin Long unconsciously served as her mouthpiece.

Alex stared at the Golden Dragon King squatting in the crater and scattering gold coins with a fake smile, "Have I ever told you that your brain capacity is very suitable for becoming a bone dragon? It's a pity that you are only a wisp of consciousness now."

“Tell Long Xiaoyao to ask his old lover whether this is her dead husband. No matter whether it is or not, take him back for salvation.” The Golden Dragon King gritted his teeth and gave instructions to Mu Xing.

"You're wrong. The Holy Spirit Church doesn't have any salvation business. They only make people never be reborn." Mu Xing calmly pointed out his mistake. "Besides, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui broke up two hundred years ago, and Moon withdrew from it long ago and cut off all ties with Ye Xishui."

"It's just right that they broke up!" The Golden Dragon King bared his teeth and sneered, "Two hundred years is too short. The life-and-death love affair between those three little ghosts seems to have happened just yesterday."

"That's for you." Mu Xing was unhappy because she was the one doing the work all these years.

"Oh!" This time, the old man of the Undead Scourge exclaimed politely, "So there are necromancers in this world too?"

"I told you he's not a good guy!" The Golden Dragon King let out a deafening roar.