Chapter 1008 Prisoner of the Dragon (8)

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A bolt of thunder struck down, and Bai Tang stopped his hand.

The intense resentment that followed frightened Bai Tang.

She also heard a very suppressed and painful dragon roar, but she only heard it once.

Right under this cemetery.

Her sky thunder happened to strike at a very critical position, directly destroying seven or seven hundred and eighty-eight.

Such a big gap is enough for the things underneath to tear open quickly and come out.

When a dragon is angry, it is a dragon's resentment. Unless the blood is splashed three feet, the descendants will have to be calmed down.

But such strong resentment has no aura at all.

Below this is a demonic dragon.

Once born, life will be ruined.

Although Bai Tang didn't know what was going on, he secretly helped Shang Yuan and suppressed the demon dragon.

She must see this demonic dragon and figure out what's going on.

They were about to come out, but they didn't know who was helping them, and they were pushed down again.

Cong Huai was furious. Before he was pressed down, two scales fell off his body, and like two whirling knives, they quickly scraped away at the people around him.

MD!

What a blind bitch!

Destroy his good deeds!

He must be good-looking!

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By accident, four Taoist priests lost their lives to the dark dragon scales.

The dragon scales fell to the ground, still wrapped in a mass of black energy.

The living people all vomited blood.

The thick black clouds in the sky dispersed after a few breaths, and the sky became clear again.

It was as if the feeling of being out of breath just now was just an illusion.

"Dad, what is this?"

Sikou Yinmo wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and helped Sikou Ziming up.

"Why is there such a monster under our cemetery? It's so scary."

Sikou Ziming signaled Sikou Yinmo to help Shangyuan. He did not plan to tell his second son too much for the time being.

Siko Ziming: "Master, are you okay?"

Shang Yuan asked his disciple to pick up the two dark dragon scales and looked at them carefully.

Si Kou Ziming was about to speak but stopped: "Master..."

Shang Yuan: "It is really a very powerful demonic dragon. Head of the family, Pindao once thought that the legend about dragons was just a legend. Even if the master told Pindao, Pindao didn't believe it. Until today... it turns out that there really is a dragon. It's a pity. The poor Taoist has not cultivated enough to kill him."

As long as it is a demon, killing it is a meritorious deed.

What's more, this is an extremely powerful demon dragon.

Dragons are spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, and are protected by heaven. Anyone who harms the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth will surely die badly.

The premise is that he is a spirit body, not a demon body.

The merit of slaying the demon dragon is enough for him to have no worries for the rest of his life, and his ascension is extremely possible.

But I can only think about it, this demonic dragon is too powerful, and now that the spiritual energy is exhausted, there are not many capable people left.

Thousands of years ago, no one killed the demon dragon.

Thousands of years later, it will be even more impossible.

I just hope that this demon dragon will never be born and die.

Si Kou Ziming's eyes were quite strange: "Master, are these dragon scales from the demon dragon?"

Sikou Yinmo looked at the dark mass without interrupting.

Shang Yuan: "You can't touch this thing. It still has the demonic power and resentment of the demon dragon. You are just ordinary people. If the resentment invades the body, it will cause great damage."

Siko Ziming: "Then I'll trouble you, Master."

Shangyuan put away the two dragon scales. When he put them in, he didn't notice that the two dragon scales had disappeared.

The coffin is buried and the tomb is built.

"This woman has a really good destiny."

Shang Yuan couldn't help but sigh again.

"Master, within a hundred years, the demon dragon will not be able to come out."