Chapter 129 12 Years (2)

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Morea looked at the giant claws condensed from black flames that he grabbed at him. The golden dragon eyes were indifferent, with a hint of ridicule. How many kills in the abyss training ground in twelve years.

The golden dragon stretched out a dragon claw, and the thunder and dragon flames surging around his body completely wrapped his claw. From a distance, his dragon claw seemed to have grown several times thicker at this moment. .

"Boom!" Black sparks splashed and fell on the ground, corroding the ground like acid, making a "sizzling" sound, and Moria smashed the attack of the horned demon with one claw. In the middle, the golden dragon claws patted its ugly head, "Boom!" The sound of bones breaking and the sound of heavy objects breaking through the air sounded together.

"How is that possible?" The black and gray blood was splattered in the air, and the demon with horns crossed a wonderful parabola in the air, and finally crashed to the ground, creating a ravine hundreds of meters long on the ground. In the middle, a little black flame was attached to it and burned, burning the originally smooth ravine into potholes.

"Cough! Cough!" The horned demon staggered to his feet, its neck was twisted at a very weird angle, and it was slapped flying by Moria's claws. Not only that, its head was almost hit by Moria's brute force. It was bent nearly one hundred and eighty degrees.

The demon with horns coughed and vomited blood. By the way, he stretched out a pair of claws covered with scales and black fur, holding his head, "Crack!" and straightened it.

"Hey! It hurts to death." The horned demon gasped for air. One of its demon horns was snapped off, the side of its head was sunken, and the distortion was very serious. It will burst at any moment, making its already ugly head even more disgusting.

"It won't hurt anymore." Behind it, a voice without the slightest emotion sounded, and at the same time, the sound of the air being forced to open sounded.

Although the horned demon was burning with flames, it didn't feel any warmth, and a icy chill swept through the body, making it feel cold all over. It wasn't cold, but when its demon body faced a deadly threat. , an instinctive response.

Six pure black soul circles emerged behind it. Within the spirit circle, faintly, there were tiny creature faces struggling in it. The mourning sound of the soul came from it, the fearful aura spread, and the black flame healed. Exuberant, the air is corroded to a "Zizi" sound.

... After Morea saw the horned demon being slapped flying by his claws, the spiritual light shone under him, a super-large portal took shape, and the dragon wings fluttered and fell directly into it.

Then, a portal of the same size was formed behind the horned demon, and Morea's slender and majestic dragon body drilled out from the portal, accounting for almost half of his dragon's body length.

The slender dragon tail with the tip of the tail like a diamond-shaped spear blade brought wind and thunder to the horned demon's severely deformed and twisted head.

"Struggle to the death!" Morea saw the ring of soul intent behind the horned demon, which seemed to be composed of tragically dead souls, and the anger rose. The soul on the devil's soul ring was not an illusory thing, but was extracted from a living being and imprisoned it. superior.

"Crack!" Accompanied by intensive shattering sounds, and the last sound like the bursting of fruits and melons, broken bones, viscous liquid of white flowers... The mess splashed on the ground in a fan shape, extremely bloody and violent, and then the demon with horns The headless demon body staggered and fell to the ground.

At the irregular break in the horn demon's neck, the tendons, blood vessels, muscles, etc. squirmed, extended upwards, and grew again, as if trying to restore the most important part of the missing.

"Shhh!" Morea flicked the dragon's tail with a tip like a diamond-shaped spear blade, surrounded by dragon flames, slashed the headless body of the horned demon, divided it into countless pieces, and the dragon flames enveloped it. Destroy all life and turn it into ashes.

Morea in the form of a dragon regarded the defense of the second-order soul-intent demon as nothing, and a flick of the dragon's tail blew the demon's head with horns. Because, compared to the dragon's claws, the tail can better exert the tyrannical physical strength of the dragon.

Moreya's three strikes smashed a soul-level demon into ashes, just like a prelude. In the sky, the circling dragons fell one after another, and began to melee the demons who survived the spell attack.

Compared with magic attacks, five-colored dragons prefer melee combat. The younger the five-colored dragons are, the more they like them. They don't need skills. They only need to use the innate advantages of giant dragons to completely abuse their opponents.

"Roar!" "Ang!"... The dragon roars, the devil roars, flames, frost, thunder, acid... All kinds of magic attacks are flying around, when the five-color dragon colony and the devil start melee combat, this area Suddenly it turned into a battlefield, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded from one side.

When the dragon came, this area was protected from a layer of spell attacks that covered the sky. The weak demons were basically turned into corpses in this round of attacks. Only some elite silver demons and gold-level demons survived.

Therefore, when the five-colored dragon group descended, although these surviving demons were brave, their quantity and quality were not as good as those of the five-colored dragon group carefully cultivated by Morea. When the battle began, the demons were at an absolute disadvantage.

One demon after another was torn apart by the dragon, and the death was tragic. Morea even saw a very unlucky demon, and was stared at by five dragons at the same time, and then the limbs, wings, and tail were all killed by these five unscrupulous demons. The dragon is caught together.

"Tear!" The body of this gold-level demon was torn to shreds like a piece of inferior cloth, and there was no room for struggle. For this unfortunate demon, this is not a battle, but a very high-level torture, five dragons splitting the body.

However, the fierce fighting in this area and the clamor of slaughter attracted the attention of wandering demons in the rest of the area. Many soul-level demons began to move to this area, and when the big demon moved, many gold-level demons followed suit. , and then the demons in the entire area moved with them.

Following the strong is the instinct of the weak.

The demons attracted by the battle saw dragons and demons slaughtering everywhere on the black and red earth covered with corpses in the sky. Under the stimulation of the bloody aura, they joined the battle without a second thought. Keep going.

"Morea, there are soul-level demons." Just as Morea commanded the dragon to deal with the attracted demons, a shrill dragon roar sounded.

Morea looked in the direction of the dragon's roar, and the Baro Demon, who was walking on the ten rings of soul intent, grinned, fighting a sturdy red dragon, but the red dragon was at an absolute disadvantage. The dragon wings have been torn off, and the hot dragon blood is sprayed.

The two red dragons with slightly less physique next to them were struggling to interfere, so that their elder brother was not killed on the spot.

"Casio!" Seeing this scene, a dazzling light flashed from Morea's body, and the golden dragon turned into a black-haired and golden-eyed titan. Following his call, a teleportation array appeared beside him. The giant bow emerged from it.

Morea held the metal giant bow in his hand, pulled the bowstring, and the wind and thunder flames swept into the longbow frantically, condensing into an arrow with a bright golden glow.

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