The Rules of Cultivation of the Villainous Dragon

The ice-cold power brought the power of the previous elixir into the water polo according to the trajectory of the magic circle, and the water polo immediately began to freeze as soon as it was injected.But Yi immediately turned on his horsepower and began to compress this icy cold force. The thin ice in the water polo began to slowly subside. Finally, under Yi's all-out compression, the thin ice turned into a pinpoint-sized freezing point.Seeing that freezing point, Twilight flicked her tail involuntarily, well, it finally got off to a good start.

If it took Twilight and Yi two hours to kill Alex Al, then it took four hours to freeze the magic power of the water. It was already early morning, and Twilight and Yi finally finished their work. Looking at the beautiful wheel in front of them Beautiful, crystal clear huge ice cubes, two people?dragon?They all involuntarily gave birth to a great sense of accomplishment.

Yi waved his hand to put Xuan Bing into the space, and Twilight changed back to the appearance of a dark mage, and opened the door with little Yi in his arms, intending to go back quietly.

At this time, the corpse of Alex Al, who was lying on the ground silently, suddenly sprang up from the ground like a charred corpse, and went out like a ghost!

Or was he dodged? ? ! !

Yi couldn't believe it, his wings flew out of Twilight's chest like an arrow off the string.Twilight, who was content with hugging her lover at first, felt empty in an instant.Looking at the empty embrace, Twilight gritted her teeth and said, I want to delay Alex Arling a hundred times and ten thousand times!

But when Twilight immediately chased him out, he saw Yi's small body sitting on the edge of a pillar, motionless, looking ahead.Twilight followed his line of sight, and couldn't help being surprised, Alex Al had already died in the hall, and the one who killed him was actually a girl covered in piss.

The girl Yuemo is still a little girl, with a dagger scar on her white neck, which is no longer bleeding, and there are black and red marks on her body, and she also has bruises and scars on her body. Although there is not a strand of it, she doesn't care She hugged this charred figure in a strange posture, with a contented smile on her lips, a dagger pierced her stomach, and also pierced Alex Al's stomach, and the two embraced like this And completely dead.

Yi sighed and turned his head away. People who have lost the courage to live, this little girl doesn't need to save them.Twilight took a look at this scene, turned away in a lack of interest, and pulled Yi to see what the third door was, at least to destroy that hateful flower.

Carefully pushing open the door, I saw the third door should be the place where Alex Al rested and practiced. It also looked gloomy and made people feel extremely uncomfortable. The potted flower was on the cabinet next to the bed, and it was gone. Under the command of the master, no matter how powerful a plant is, there is only instinct left.

Sure enough, after a few powerless resistances, the flames of the Dragon Heart burned nothing left. Yi Yi looked at the remaining flower pots and the black soil, his eyes flashed, and he directly put this thing into the space .There is no time to observe the remaining gates.Yi and Twilight immediately prepared to retreat.

Send a signal in the communication ball, according to the previous communication, let Kewan and Wag outside start to prepare to attack the SAARC camp, and they go back in the chaos.

Frank was already waiting outside, anxious. Since Yi and Twilight sneaked into SAARC in the middle of the night, and now the sky is already slightly bright, and the news of Yi and Twilight has not yet come, so it is possible that something really happened Accident?Kirwan looked at Frank anxiously, but still managed to hold back his temper, and sighed in his heart.Frank is indeed an upright fighter. Even Kewan would appreciate this character very much in all fairness. He is like sunshine and will gather everyone. He is convincing and full of strength, but he is still impetuous now. When will Frank If he can calm down, then he can safely hand over the Northern League to him.After His Majesty Ryan has experienced so many wars, he has long been tired of it. He and himself want to bring Frank to the altar. If Frank doesn't live up to it, is it really possible to replace him with Alger?No!no!The Northern League must not be handed over to outsiders!Alger is now in his prime, and Frank is definitely not his opponent. If he is allowed to ascend the throne, will his children still have a chance to survive?

If Frank had half the wisdom of Twilight Sherwood, I might be able to discuss this matter with him now...

Just as Kewan was thinking wildly, the communication ball began to light up, Twilight and Yi sent a message, Kewan was refreshed, and Frank couldn't wait.

Yi and Twilight have already done what they can, and it's up to them to save Sefu!Wager is also excited, Sephora is saved!Seeing Kewan's "roaring lion" move directly, Jianguang condensed into a lion shape and rushed directly to the gate of the SAARC camp, wanting to tear the gate directly.Just as the lion had already pounced on it, the gate began to emit light like water waves, and a dark magic circle rose up, like a translucent pot, covering the camp of the Southern League.Kirwan's attack didn't work at all.Aubrey's voice came from a distance, "Kirvan, do you want to have a fight?"

"Hmph!" He was answered with a cold snort, Wag's bright energy condensed into a huge glowing finger, and pointed fiercely towards the cover of SAARC, vowing to break the hideous tortoise's shell.

The cover suddenly became thicker by more than ten points, turning into pitch black, tightly blocking the glowing finger, and the "sizzling" sound of water and fire meeting could be heard where the two touched.Frank clenched his fists nervously, the scene looked really evenly matched.

But soon, the fingers that looked like giants were powerless, and slowly dissipated from the tail, turning into light spots that disappeared in the air.

The black cover remained motionless, calmly protecting the SAARC camp.

"Good thing, such a good thing, I have to meet it for a while!" The second elder said loudly, they can't fight each other little by little, the more time they give SAARC, the higher the possibility of discovering Alex Al's death over there , then the chances of Yi and Twilight retreating unscathed will be lower.They must break through this protective cover as soon as possible now!

"You can do whatever you want, but Ansair, don't blame me for not reminding you, this thing is not something that can be broken at your level, I advise you to go home and practice for a few hundred years." Hearing the arrogant tone on the other side , actually meant to let the second elder open fire at will.Beelzebub and the second elder looked at each other, it seemed that now was their chance to play.

Beelzebub held up the magic staff in his hand high. Other people's staffs were either simple or gorgeous, and usually had a huge magic core to enhance their magic power, but Beelzebub's was different.Beelzebub's staff is two strange sticks glued together, like a disposable convenient chopsticks.Beelzebub once said with a cold and gentlemanly smile that this is his ideal.But now, that noble gentleman held up a pair of chopsticks, chanting a mantra devoutly, it's actually nothing, it's all for dreams after all!

The author has something to say:

I watched Wang Dongcheng all day today, and I was so fascinated.

Ever since I opened The Ultimate Family when I was in junior high school, I have been obsessed with ghost dragons, as well as various Wang Dongcheng characters.

Back then, I didn't like Fahrenheit because I simply liked Wang Dongcheng.

I’ve bought a lot of his photos, and I’m still very angry that the photos say that everyone else is a prince and only Dadong is a knight HHHHHH

Watching the ultimate series now feels so embarrassing and funny.

But when Wang Dongcheng came out, he still felt like my god, I was picked up by him