The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

The blood-red sword was held by the Golden Dragon God with its claws and wings!

The dragon's claws have become radiant and golden, but it's just that some dragon scales were chopped off. At the same time, Gongyang Xinghan's light-type magic healing curse, with a gesture of free money, poured towards the claws of the Golden Dragon God like a fountain. Going up Kuangsa, looking at the enemy opposite, the corners of the gorgeous blood beauty's mouth twitched.

Soon, the scales that had fallen from the claws and wings of the Golden Dragon God, as well as the broken skin that had just been broken, were healed. The scales might not grow back for a while, but they were not injured.

"Is this the power of a god?" Golden Dragon God felt that he could kill a god at this moment.

"I just let you feel the power of the gods. What do you think of my proposal?" The other party told Jinlongshen: "This is just a little bit of my power."

Jin Longshen's heart sank, a little bit of strength made him resist with all his strength, if he squeezed himself to death with all his strength, wouldn't it be the same as crushing an ant to death?

Gongyang Xinghan also felt that the gods really existed, and they came to take revenge.

That's right, according to what he said, there is no living person in the demon capital of the demon world, and the twelve high priests and His Majesty the Pope have all been killed.

The Great Sovereign has also been completely annihilated, and there are probably very few people who escaped. The entire Demon World is in chaos. The melee for power and profit has started immediately. After all the battles, who will devoutly believe in the Demon God?

Faith has dropped so much all of a sudden, no wonder the demon god wants to ask them to reason.

"Even if you kill us all, I won't let him go with you." Golden Dragon God insisted: "We will not separate."

Gongyang Xinghan touched his dragon horn: "Yes, this demon god, we will not separate, we will only die in battle."

When Gongyang Xinghan said "death in battle", the blood prison lord shivered.

"I just want you to become my believer." The blood prison lord said dryly: "How? Just believe in me."

"I won't believe in you." After Gongyang Xinghan saw the gorgeous blood beauty and its body, the look of disgust in his eyes became more and more obvious: "I won't go with you, I will only fight you until I die."

"Why don't you listen to me?" The other party is still trying to persuade: "As long as you believe in me..."

At this moment, the prayer of His Majesty the Pope finally came to an end, countless white bright flowers were sprinkled down, and the accumulated bright flowers were fragrant.

In the sky, the black clouds were already whitened by flower petals, and a huge sky gate flashed in the air, from which flew out a hundred two-winged angels, then eighty four-winged angels, sixty seraphs, and Forty eight-winged angels.

After they flew out, they all lined up and stood in the air.

When the people in the holy capital saw the angel, they cheered and cried emotionally.

Finally, a twelve-winged angel flew out. This angel... Gongyang Xinghan looked familiar.

At least six points like a big aunt!

"Devil God, you have crossed the line." This angel looks like a big aunt, but has pale golden hair, and looks a little contemptuous in his eyes, which is not right.

The eldest aunt is a very powerful rural woman. Although she later settled down in the city and has no worries about food and clothing, she is still the heart of the peasant family. The flower beds in her own small villa and all kinds of beautiful flowers planted by other people’s homes are hers. But they opened up wasteland and planted green onions and coriander, and even built a grass shed on it in winter, with big radishes buried in the soil, which can be eaten all winter.

In fact, he felt that it was a waste for the eldest aunt to build a straw shed and keep warm in the straw shed so as not to freeze the radishes. This cost is more than ten times more expensive than going to the supermarket to buy radishes in winter.

But the eldest aunt insisted that she always thinks that the things from her own home are the best, and she can’t trust other people’s. Even the frozen cabbage is only bought in autumn when she buys it. Every autumn, she buys a carload of Chinese cabbage. Sauerkraut, frozen cabbage, dried cabbage and so on.

Persuasion is useless, the eldest aunt has her own insistence, just like the eldest cousin's marriage back then, she did not agree, but the eldest cousin was in love, the more she objected, the more she insisted, and finally...

Gongyang Xinghan recalled the past, but the Golden Dragon God didn't. He was looking at the twelve-winged angel.

"I'm just here to find the murderer who killed my walker on the ground." The blood prison lord's eight legs were covered with barbs, and one of them raised it and pointed to the Golden Dragon God and Ram Xinghan: "They all admitted it themselves , you don't want to stop me from sending down divine punishment for revenge, do you?"

"Your revenge will not prevent my walker from the world from praying to me." The twelve-winged angel looked at him: "And what did you just say? Do you want Abraham to believe in you?"

"Is it not possible?" The blood prison lord held back for a moment.

"How dare you think about it!" The twelve-winged angel is obviously possessed by the spirit of the God of Light, and the God of Light seems to have a cleanliness habit. Even if the god descends, he must use his spare body instead of finding someone in the world to descend. .

It is obviously not the same god system as the demon god.

"My twelve ground walkers are gone, so why not let him be my ground walker." Demon God's claw pointed at Ram Xinghan: "I think it's very suitable."

"I don't think it's suitable." The twelve-winged angel immediately retorted: "He is very suitable to be my holy son." "I don't recognize it!" Gongyang Xinghan immediately shouted: "I have a mother, I don't want someone like you Mom!" Although it looks mighty, but a body of three or four meters high, with twenty big wings on its back, if you just admire it, it's still a bit worth seeing, you want to see it as a mother?

Let's forget it, although his mother left him at a young age, but she is his biological mother after all, so what is this?

What kind of large chicken feather shuttlecock is installed in the wings of the whole body?

The demon god was taken aback for a moment, and then "hehe" let out a shrill laugh: "It turns out he doesn't like you either, ahaha..."

Gongyang Xinghan is a little confused, but he really doesn't want to have another mother. His mother is unique and irreplaceable.

The Golden Dragon God didn't do it either: "I don't want you with wings like this..."

mother in law?Mother?Or... mother?

He didn't want it anyway.

The opposition from one person and one dragon made the face of the twelve-winged angel even colder: "I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't be able to let it go!" At the same time, the demon god descended from the Lord of the Blood Prison and immediately launched an attack. He wanted to kill the golden dragon God, robbing those behind him.

No matter how fast it is, can it pass the twelve-winged angel with six pairs of wings?

One red and one white collided.

The aroused element vibration ripples spread out, and the ice-built separation wall was blown into powder, half of the holy capital was razed to the ground, and the sky and the earth were discolored.

When these two fought against each other, it was like a meteor hitting the earth.

Gongyang Xinghan grabbed the dragon horn of the Golden Dragon God and muttered to himself: "No wonder you have been lingering here in the holy capital and can't return to the Dragon Realm. The destructive power of such a fight is too amazing..."

If this was in the Dragon Realm, all the giant dragons would be out of luck, but this is not the Dragon Realm, it's the Pope's Kingdom!

It's a good place, with the blessing of the God of Light, without igniting wars at home. Although this method is a bit damaging, as long as the Dragon Realm can be kept safe and sound, the Pope should not mind this.

Besides, among the people they went to, there was Ansair. He was the successor of the next pope, and it was impossible to say that he had nothing to do with the Holy See. Therefore, it was only natural for the Golden Dragon God to use the power of the Holy See.

The Golden Dragon God was also watching them fight, the battle of the gods, although it was just a simple descending of the gods, it was still a battle between the gods, he watched it very seriously, and was comprehending the moves they used casually.

The gods are those who have mastered the laws of the heaven and the earth. They live as long as the heavens and the earth, shine with the sun and the moon, and they are using the laws.

However, this technique of presence of the gods is not the gods fighting in person. They fight fiercely, and it is estimated that they have not yet shown one percent of their strength.

But these are enough for the Golden Dragon God to understand.

Gongyang Xinghan was also watching, and he found that their moves were very special.

Even though light magic is the most peaceful and kind, it is not kind at all when fighting.

The blade of Aurora cut across a large area, and even the space was a little unstable.

The Extreme Light Blade can only see a small point across it, but it can cut stones as smoothly as cutting tofu. It can be seen that it is sharp, but such a sharp little thing is only as big as a palm.

And the lord of the Blood Prison who descended from the demon god showed his housekeeping skills, once again set off a monstrous wave of blood in the blood-colored domain, making the white light magic stand out in the blood wave, in order to prevent himself from being hurt by someone's backstabbing. At the same time, he The blood magic was used on the twelve-winged angel, and the magic of absorbing blood was used immediately.This is the natal magic of this monster. As long as it has blood, it will enhance its own abilities.The blood of the twelve-winged angel is white, with a faint white magic light, but the blood of the twelve-winged angel contains light-type magic, and it is also blood stained with the breath of the gods. The opponent is indeed a monster , this Warcraft is an evil existence, and it is inherently hostile to the God of Light. It has absorbed such blood, which is no different from an old birthday star who drank arsenic in one gulp.

After only absorbing the blood, it immediately let out a scream.

Although the twelve-winged angel lost blood, he sneered at the other party: "You stupid guy, you still want to seek... Humph, don't you know that the blood of angels is composed of light elements? How can such an existence be contaminated with light elements? The magic? You don’t have to feel guilty about committing suicide.”

Twelve-winged angels are possessed by the God of Light, and they are qualified to laugh at the Demon God's cleverness.

"I... didn't expect you angels to be quite powerful." The demon god suffered a loss.

Maybe it's because the Demon God's body doesn't have eight legs?The demon god is a little uncoordinated in his actions, because he always swings the wrong claws.

And because there is a monster's soul here after all, and the body also has its own instincts.

So when it comes to fighting, he suffers a bit.

But the God of Light is different. The God of Light is a self-provided descending angel, who can be used like an arm.

In addition, the space door of the family has been open all the time, leading to the heavens, and the bright magic elements have been leaking out all the time. The negative emotions brought about by the demon gods are also soothed by the light breath, melting like snow in the sun.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Twelve-Winged Angel pulled out a sword of light from behind, one-handed, but with surging light magic elements, and stabbed at the Lord of the Blood Prison, straight to the heart, this is what he wanted Life.

The demon god is a god anyway, so he dodged after rolling, and the twelve-winged angel followed, not wanting to let go of this opportunity, but he forgot that this was not a demon god, but a monster.

Although the demon god is not familiar with this body, he is familiar with how to plot and catch the enemy by surprise.

After the twelve-winged angel approached, he immediately raised his tail, which was barbed like a scorpion!

The barbs are extremely sharp, and the venom in the poisonous naan is like blood, and the red ones cannot be redder.

Hearing the sound of the wind, the twelve-winged angel turned over and escaped, but his wings were not able to dodge in time, they were caught by the hooks, not only stuck in the wing meat, but even the feathers were pulled by the machine Down a few.

"It turns out that having too many wings is not a good thing." The demon god regained his face, and laughed at the other party for the barely a draw, and laughed at each other.

However, the monster possessed by the Demon God cannot be visited by him for a long time. It also has its own consciousness, and its body is not what he is used to. If it continues like this, he will soon be unable to hold it...