Chapter 474: Master of the Fire Stirrings Up Another Attack

Although the hermit couldn't die in such an unclear way under a breath of dragon, the plundering and cutting ability of plague energy is cruel after all.

So no matter what she originally looked like, congratulations to her, now she doesn't need to disguise herself anymore.

Because when the green flames stop, there will only be a piece of dry charcoal left there, not to mention the appearance, even the human form can hardly be seen.

"Tsk!"

The old man was also shocked when he saw this, and he didn't dare to neglect it. While the commander-in-chief was in the afterswing of just releasing the big move, he stepped on the ground and "flew" up.

Adjusting his posture, he twisted his body and stored a powerful whirlwind kick like a clockwork, and then banged it twice, sweeping it directly on the big face of the demon dragon.

The commander-in-chief: No quality, right!

And if Lord Xi is the radiant boxing king, then the old man is the deep forest leg... Damn, no matter what adjective is added, it's very... Forget it, anyway, the leg method is very strong.

So the two kicks were so powerful, like two heavy hammers hitting the same place in succession, immediately breaking the dragon's facial bones and almost breaking its neck.

But a corpse doesn't feel pain, so the angry commander-in-chief didn't even wail and immediately launched a counterattack, stabbing the old demon with his claws like several sharp knives.

Unfortunately, the old man knew that he couldn't be greedy when fighting a boss, so he took advantage of the force and jumped back to distance himself.

When the commander-in-chief's claws came late, the old demon had already turned over and ran away.

Being treated like a dog, the commander-in-chief cursed loudly because his attack missed.

"I'm so angry, you shameless thief!"

However, the dragon's weapon has never been just breath, so even if she cursed, it didn't stop her from going down and clawing at the old thief's head again.

"!!!"

Mo Xinglan had never fought with a legendary creature like a giant dragon. She didn't expect that such a big guy could react so quickly.

She frowned and mobilized all her blood and qi. Just as she was about to fight the dragon head-on, she saw a cold light flying up from the ground.

That was the ring blade of the hermit. Although the surface of her body had been burnt into charcoal, she still attacked with this layer of crispy skin.

And the black lady really held back. The ring blade she threw with all her strength not only had wind and fire special effects, but also had sharp sound effects, which was extremely powerful.

So the commander-in-chief, who had the terrible instinct of a war machine, didn't hold back. He roared and hit it with his strongest claws.

In an instant, the steel clashed, sparks flew, and even the surrounding mountains and forests were blown to a rustling sound. The sound of the fight between the level 70 strong men was enough to shake the mountains.

But when two strong men meet, there must be a twist. In the collision, it was the flesh of the demon dragon that was at a disadvantage, and a finger was cut off by the ring blade.

And the old demon was pretending that he couldn't fly. He used his blood and qi to condense a pedal under his feet, and used the force to kick the demon dragon's face twice.

Commander: QWQ again? ? ?

But bullying the silly dragon was not without cost, because when the hermit who played the key rescue carefully retracted the ring blade, although he was not burned, he immediately made a sharp explosion.

There was no way, the force was mutual, and the price of cutting off the bronze dragon's claws was that a clear crack appeared on this old ring blade, which was basically scrapped.

If it was a person like the old demon who was decisive, ruthless and black-hearted, he should have thrown the weapon on the ground and prepared to use the enemy's head to forge a new one.

Even ordinary people would quickly turn their attention back to the life-and-death struggle after a brief regret. It's just a weapon, a consumable item. At most, I can keep it and put it at home as a souvenir.

As a result, the black lady seemed to have a sudden attack. She knelt on the ground with the ring blade in her arms and started crying, crying, crying, crying, as if the Dragon Mental Hospital had expanded its enrollment again.

The old man had just boldly made another slash and was about to discuss with the hermit to join forces against the enemy. After saying the nonsense of "splitting the spoils in half", he saw this extremely terrifying scene.

"Oh, I'm so scared! I'm so scared!"

And the old man's "scared" soon turned into "harm".

Because in the eyes of the commander-in-chief, losing a fight means being inferior to others, and I have to admit it. And there is no such thing as not getting hurt in a fight. Just reconnect your fingers if they are broken.

However, if a warrior loses his face, he can never get it back!

Now my face is being stepped on repeatedly in public. This is trampling on my dignity and bottom line. How can I not show off this beast! ?

"Give me, die!"

"Fuck!"

The old man yelled very ungracefully, and he almost risked his life to barely avoid the dragon's condescending move of standing on one leg.

And he didn't dare to breathe after landing, and immediately jumped to another direction, because the dragon still had another leg waiting for him.

Alas, it was really interesting.

There was such a wonderful pair of opponents fighting against each other, and a scene that made every spectator nervous appeared.

On the wide temple platform, a dragon with half of its face collapsed like a rooster, chasing the old man who was jumping back and forth like a cricket and stepping on him.

It was as if he was saying - you like playing with your legs, right? You like stepping on the dragon's face, right? Today, the ancestor will give you a teaching game!

The old man, on the other hand, dodged and moved flexibly, relying on all kinds of incredible aerial leverage and powerful body movements to shuttle through the deadly large-scale AOE skills. Although he was in a mess, he did not fall down.

As if to say - what level are you at? Why are you still learning from others? Get yourself to the King level first before you talk nonsense!

Although everyone was happy to watch, for the few people present, it was just four players in prison playing together.

The commander-in-chief was in prison. She just wanted to step on someone to death. What was wrong with her? Why was this guy with a blurred face so good at jumping!

The old demon was also in prison. Didn't I just throw two lightning whirlwind kicks at her? Why was she so angry? Can you find someone else to vent your anger, such as that little black!

The hermit was also in prison. Now she was rolling on the ground like a maggot with the ring blade in her arms. Moreover, she was crying like a witch in the deep mountains and forests, which made everyone feel a little scared.

Ji Ming was even in jail. He had planned to lure the dragon back to the city to watch them beat their brains out, but Principal Ti was defeated on the spot, Auntie Black laid on the ground with her weapon broken, and the most reliable old demon was spinning around with the magic power of the dragon, creating a show effect!

If this continues, when the Demon Lord comes out, he will definitely be able to leave, and 80% of the people present will be able to leave, but the people of Qixia City and even more places will definitely not have a good ending.

There was no other way, Ji Ming had to go down in person and act as the nail that broke the situation, adding fuel to the fire of the current situation.

So he saw that the mechanical moon in the sky temporarily cast more monitors to the distant battlefield, so he opened the teleportation array, took a high-level tree spirit that could simulate the breath of others from Grayson, planted it in the original place without anyone noticing, and acted as his substitute.

Then he used the breath-holding talisman to make a big circle, quietly came to the north of the platform, put on the black crown, and switched to the form of the eye demon.

That's right, the long-lost Shadow God Chosen form is activated!

"Hey!"

Just when the people on the field were having fun, a black shadow flew up from the cliff in the north, and the thing wrapped in it fell on the platform with a loud bang.

The old man and the commander-in-chief looked in the direction of the sound, and found that as expected, it was another thief with his face covered!

And the previous ones only covered their faces, at most disguised their voices, but this one was covered with blurry shadows all over his body, like a fake person.

Hmm? What on earth does this person do? Does he need to use such a disguise...

But Ji Ming is a good person and doesn't want to waste other people's brains, so the next moment, they know why this is happening?

Because the black shadow didn't hesitate at all, regardless of anything, striding towards the long steps, and when they reacted, they had already rushed out dozens of meters away.

That's right, I'm going to use the mind of a beast, while everyone is fighting in a mess, rush to the finish line at the fastest speed, pick the peaches directly, and win the final victory!

"What? You!"

This old man is naturally a smart man to be one of the highest-ranking flower-level messengers under the throne of the jungle god.

So he has seen the situation clearly, at least he can tell everyone's IQ, and he immediately roared at the commander who was fighting with him just now.

"Demon Dragon! This guy is so bold, let's kill this thief together!"

In a flash, the smart brain of the demon dragon didn't know which line was connected, and he actually replied anxiously.

"Okay, let's go together!"

After that, she jumped up and rushed towards the black shadow, fighting hard without reservation, and fighting to move the old man.

But how could the old man bear such a huge shock in his heart, and Mo Xinglan suddenly felt dizzy and leg cramps.

"Ouch, ouch, no, the old man has a headache, you go first, you go first..."

She said goodbye in a voice that no one could hear except herself, and then she stayed there and started to hang up.

But the commander-in-chief was an honest person, and she didn't care whether the old man was with the group or not. Anyway, she went hard this time.

It was because of this that she caught up with the black shadow in a moment after entering the evil spirit again, and the plague dragon breath poured down mercilessly.

But the black shadow shook before being burned by the dragon breath, and rushed to the other side of the stone steps like a stream flowing out of thin air, causing her entire skill to be empty.

Yes, it was a good thing that the commander-in-chief could catch up, but in the final analysis, she would only be successful if she could catch the target.

However, the current situation was that the black shadow's movement was extremely evil, and the commander-in-chief was so angry that he even used the sniper, but he could only sterilize the ground with high temperature.

And although this dragon breath is a standard skill of every big lizard of the dragon clan, according to the first law of thermodynamics, even if you use divine arts, there will inevitably be consumption.

Now the commander-in-chief has fought three games in a row, and the evil spirits in his body have reached the bottom. He can only replenish them slowly over time. Now he really can't spit out a mouthful.

"How dare you play tricks on me!"

But it doesn't matter. The commander-in-chief entered the melee mode again, smashing and stepping with two small claws and two big claws, making Ji Ming look like he was playing Temple Run.

But you can't even hit him with long-range attacks. Now you want to do a great dunk by stretching your arms and legs, which is too foolish.

So the commander-in-chief could only be angry for a while in a rage. Except for making his scales red like a living dragon, he did nothing.

But don't worry, because Ji Ming is more anxious!

He jumped out to further stir up the water, completely forming a melee situation, and reduce as many people as possible before the Demon Lord came out.

However, the current situation is that he ran too fast and things went too smoothly. He was only less than 300 meters away from the activated stone wall.

Whether it is smashing the stone wall to destroy the Demon Lord's inheritance, or directly entering it to snatch the Dao Fruit from the Demon Lord, both paths are within reach and are easy to do.

But.

The conscience of heaven and earth, am I not a bystander? Why am I about to eat chicken!

This is not okay. As the savior, how can I compete with the people for profit? I have to think of a way!

And just when he was about to continue to increase the pressure and urge Thyme to "sneak attack" him and make him exit the game quickly, an unexpected situation occurred.

"Uh ah ah ah (you disturbed Witch) How dare you destroy my things, dragon, I'm going to kill you!"

That was the recluse who had finally disconnected and reconnected. As soon as she returned to the battlefield, she wielded the only remaining ring blade in her hand and landed on the demon dragon's back with a few clicks.

He shouted angrily, gritted his teeth, and started to spin the windmill vertically by looking at the scales under his feet.

"Death, death, death, death..."

"!!!???"

So before the commander could even react to what was happening, he felt a sharp pain on his back, as if he had been chopped alive.

The posture that was originally flying in the air and waving its claws to hit the black shadow instantly changed its shape, and it could only roll on the ground in confusion.

Ji Ming actually planned to take advantage of the situation and lie under the dragon's claws, and then say "Ah, I'm so hot!" with a strong voice to complete the mission of this trip.

But seeing the outburst of the hermit guest even suppressing the dragon for a while, the opportunity was precious, so he simply shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Haha, now the three demon dragons are restrained, and the demon king will be in a weak state again during the ceremony. I have decided on this purple lightning godhead!"

Like a lunatic, he left this "Declaration of Imminent Victory" that was comparable to an announcement to the whole audience, so it was destined to alarm everyone present, and then he ran towards the stone wall without looking back.

There was no need to explain at all. Immediately afterwards, Thyme, who understood everything, revealed her presence and raised her arms.

"My compatriots, that godhead is definitely something my Lord needs. As a child of God, we must not let it fall into the hands of others today!"

"Leader, we all listen to you!"

"Then come with me and practice our faith!"

"Come on!"

And this move means everyone moved. From then on, there were no more spectators on the Meteor God Peak, and everyone present started to charge.