Chapter 201 Dragon Abuse

"Thank you brother Morea for your concern, I don't need it for the time being." Hearing the voice in his ear, the golden dragon Kaslana's dragon pupil squinted slightly with a smile.

"Is it really not necessary?" Morea asked again.

"It's just a group of green dragons, my sister can handle it."

"Okay, then I'll deal with that red dragon."

"Hmm!" Casting the Sword of Mordencan to smash a green dragon, the golden dragon Kaslana swung up her staff and swept away a green dragon that was rushing up. Cardinal Archbishop.

"Could it be that the Church of Dawn paid for the help of younger brother Moreya? It's possible. Anyway, this kind of big church is not bad at all, but it is also possible that younger brother Moreya took the initiative to help?"

Jinlong belongs to the lawful good camp. Seeing the existence of the evil camp, it is completely normal to want to fight.

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On the other side, the red dragon, the Scarlet Wing Outlets, who attacked the Variantian defense circle with the four soul-level werewolves and the four blood marquis, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

Just when the red dragon, which was spitting out dragon flames vigorously towards the shield, was just about to follow his instinct to escape, a portal suddenly opened beside its ferocious dragon head, and a huge golden dragon claw protruded from it and grabbed it. He grabbed the red dragon's thick neck, carried it, and threw it directly towards the werewolf army that surrounded Variant.

In the midst of the hurried escape and screams of many werewolves, the Red Dragon Outlets crossed a straight long rainbow and smashed heavily into the suburbs of the wilderness. The huge inertia caused it to draw a nearly kilometer long line on the ground. The ravines, boulders, vegetation, and low hills encountered along the way were all turned into powder.

As for the werewolf standing on top, naturally there are not even bones left. The inertia of the red dragon with a body length of nearly 100 meters is not these bronzes that do not even have the ability to fly. Silver-level low-level werewolves can resist.

"Who is it?" The Red Dragon Outlet, who was suddenly caught and thrown out like an item, got up and stared at its original location, roaring angrily, "Dare to offend the great Scarlet Wing."

Just now, the portal that protruded a dragon's claw quickly expanded under the watchful eyes of the public. Then, a golden dragon with a dazzling light paced out in a leisurely manner, and the huge and majestic dragon body was entrenched in the air. , the dragon head with six sinuous dragon horns looked down at the red dragon just thrown by him below.

"Me! Do you have an opinion?"

"I..." Red Dragon Outlet looked at the golden giant dragon that suddenly appeared, the dragon body stronger than him and the dragon scale armor that Wangzhi gave the dragon a sense of heaviness.

He opened his mouth and squeezed out a word for me, but he didn't hold back the second word.

The impact of the Moria dragon form was too great, especially the six dragon horns on his forehead that twisted and twisted like a crown, which deeply suppressed it.

It is not a dragon beast without inheritance. Of course, it knows what these six dragon horns represent.

"The descendants of the first dragon king!"

"Just recognize it. I'll give you a chance to surrender to me! I'll spare you!" Mu Ruiyayao's golden dragon eyes stared at the old red dragon, which was not much smaller than it, and said in a flat tone.

"..." The Red Dragon Outlet was silent for a while. From the look of Morea, it was obvious that his bloodline originated from a golden dragon, a dragon species that was naturally hostile to him.

If this sentence was uttered by the first generation of the Dragonborn of the Red Dragon King, of course he did not hesitate, and bowed his head without any hesitation.

But, now, this head suddenly appeared, and the one who wanted it to surrender as soon as he opened his mouth was a dragon descendant who was promoted from a golden dragon to become a dragon king. Of course, he didn't want to.

What's more, the strength of this descendant of the Dragon King seems to be only the second rank of Soul Intent, which is three ranks lower than him.

If it can kill or even capture the descendant of the first generation of dragon kings and dedicate it to Tiamat, the great mother of dragons, then it will be possible to obtain unimaginable gifts. For example, take your dragon bloodline up a few levels.

"Oh, you're not too timid." Just as the Red Dragon Outlet was using his crooked brain meridian, Morea felt a strong sense of malice. Red Dragon has always been high-profile and undisguised in his work. The word low-key has nothing to do with the flamboyant and arrogant dragon species like Red Dragon.

"It's fine if you don't want to surrender, but you dare to think about me. Should I say you are bold, or should I say you are ignorant, old dragon."

"Boom!" A thunderous air burst sounded, and on a straight line from where Morea was to the location of the Red Dragon Outlets, circles of air explosions appeared, and the gust of wind blew away how many werewolves and bats. .

A straight vacuum channel appeared, which was brought out when Morea's tyrannical dragon body charged.

After feeling the maliciousness of the red dragon, Morea directly fanned the dragon's wings and instantly crossed the distance of a thousand meters before appearing in front of the red dragon. , drawn to the red dragon.

"Ow!" The Red Dragon Outlet let out a tragic howl. Under the slamming of Morea's thorn-like scaly dragon tail, the huge dragon body of the Red Dragon Outlet, which was like a small hill, was crushed by him. The tail was drawn from the ground into the air, and the dragon's blood splattered like lava.

From his neck to his back, a scar with deep visible bone appeared, and all the dragon scales and flesh on it disappeared and no longer existed, but soon, the flesh and blood around the scar began to squirm and began to grow new muscles visible to the naked eye, revealing It belongs to the exuberant vitality of high-level dragons.

"With this little ability, you still dare to think about me." Morea, who pulled the red dragon into the sky, sneered, vibrated his wings and chased after him. A muscular dragon claw stuck out, and he had to catch it again. To the neck of the red dragon.

"Even if you are the descendant of the Dragon King, you can't treat me like this!" The Red Dragon Outlet, who had been hit twice, saw the undisguised arrogance and indifference in the eyes of the chasing Murray Yaojin Longtong, and immediately went berserk.

It has always looked down on other lowly creatures with this kind of aloof eyes, but now suddenly in a city in a principality, he is being looked at by another dragon whose strength level is weaker than his.

It can't accept it immediately, even if it is the descendant of the first generation of dragon kings, according to the inheritance description, it is a more noble existence than the ancestor dragon. He couldn't accept it either. He couldn't bear this kind of contempt.

"Roar!" Blazing hot dragon flames poured out, and the Red Dragon Outlets used the dragon's signature ability to breathe.

"Disgusting!" Facing the red dragon's breath, which was so hot that it seemed that even the space was slightly distorted, Morea didn't do anything to dodge. The dragon's claws directly went against the red dragon's breath. Hold it by the neck, then hold it, and smash it to the ground with an irresistible force of the red dragon...