Chapter 289 Come, Summon Your Dragon

"Okay, you can stop now..."

Ye Meng wanted to fight the Phantom of Despair a few more times, but Ye Luo stopped them.

The Phantom of Despair obediently came to Ye Luo and stood behind Ye Luo like a bodyguard. Ye Meng glared, "Little brat, remember to eat but not fight. Is that position yours?"

Ye Luo looked at Ye Meng's right hand. Although the two blood marks there were not very obvious, the faint smell of blood could not escape Ye Luo's nose.

Ye Meng noticed Ye Luo's gaze and blushed, "Ahem, well, this guy's attack power is a bit strong..."

Ye Luo stroked the Velociraptor's head happily, "At enough speed, a small bird can crash into a passenger plane. Someone once said that in the world of martial arts, only fast ones can't be broken. This sentence is placed in the vast universe. It may not be the truth, but it can also represent the importance of speed..."

Ye Luo was full of praise for the Phantom of Despair, which made Ye Meng feel sour in his heart.

According to the records and analysis of the insect nest just now, the speed of the third-level velociraptor Phantom of Despair has reached level 14, and the attack power has also reached level 14. But if it really fights, the Phantom of Despair's adrenaline will explode, speed and attack The strength will never be lower than level 15!

"Level 15! A unit with a **-level combat effectiveness has reached level 15 combat effectiveness in just one promotion. The leap in life level is extraordinary..." Ye Ant sighed with emotion about life next to Ye Luo.

Ye Luo shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity. I asked the insect nest to melt all the demons' magic weapons into basic energy. Otherwise, with more than 5,000 magic weapons, we might be able to add a few Phantoms of Despair or Where is the Death Claw..."

Ye Meng raised his arms and clenched his fists, "My emperor, it doesn't matter, there are many demon clans on this continent, hehe, there are still many of them on this continent, including the God-Slaying Sect, the Earth Fire Sect, and the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. As the pinnacle of power in the continent, they The magic weapon will definitely be more delicious, my emperor, please give me the order!"

Ye Wan chuckled, "Little Mengzi, do you think my emperor has never thought of such a thing? Before the battle is over, my emperor has already ordered the insect nest to hatch combat units with all its strength. Now, my Zerg army has half an hour to go. We can reach the boundary between the God-Slaying Gate and the Earth Fire Gate..."

Ye Meng's eyes lit up, "My Emperor, then what time are we wasting? Let's go!"

Ye Luo waved his hand, "No rush..." His eyes drifted to Wumus at Ye Lei's feet. This unlucky ambassador of the demon world had his eyes closed tightly, his breath was weak, and he was in a coma, with scratches on his face from time to time. A painful expression...

Ye Luo was a little confused, "Didn't he gradually recover? Why did he faint again?"

Ye Lei scratched his head naively, "My emperor, this guy was dishonest just now. He was chirping and mumbling. I was afraid that he would disturb you, so I kicked him unconscious..."

Ye Ci, who was beside Ye Lei, shook his head slightly, "Twice..."

Ye Luo smiled, "Wake him up..."

"Oh!" Ye Lei agreed with a smile, and then stepped hard on Wumus' hand with his right foot.

"Ah!!!" Linking their fingers to their hearts, what happened to the demons? The difference between immortals and demons is only in their thoughts and cultivation techniques. Physically, they are all the same. Ye Lei, a giant man, can break the ground with one kick. Stepping out of the spider webs, Umus's hand bones broke almost instantly, and he woke up from his coma with a cry of pain.

"Who! Who did it? Who doesn't have eyes..." Before Wumus could complain, he opened his eyes and suddenly saw that the brothers of the swarm had surrounded him, and he immediately remembered his current situation.

The cursing voice immediately disappeared. He looked at everyone with an aggrieved face and quietly turned the demonic energy to repair his palms. "Then, um, even if I am a prisoner, you, you don't have to be so cruel..."

Ye Luo grinned and squatted down, "Mr. Messenger, let's discuss something..."

"Wums, just call me Wums. I really don't dare to take it seriously. Also, Master Ye Luo, can you stop smiling like that? You, when you raise the corner of your mouth, I feel my heart being tightened. "It's..." Umus felt like a little sheep falling into the hands of a big gray wolf.

"Your magic dragon is pretty good, let's summon him..." Ye Luo's voice was very soft, but it was no less than a thunderclap when it fell on Wumus' ears.

He looked at Ye Luo in horror, "You, you said you wouldn't kill me. You forgot about the black swamp, the fire in the center of the earth, and the water of the underworld. Without me, you can't attack the two." From the same sect..."

Ye Luo shook his head, "I didn't say I wanted to kill you, but if you, a seventeenth-level powerhouse like you, are placed beside us, I won't feel safe if you keep your full combat power..."

"Brother, what's wrong with me being at level 17? I can't even beat any of you. There are more than a dozen of you who are bullying people. You don't have to be such a bully. Are you the demon clan or are we the demon clan?" Wu Mus was going crazy.

Ye Lei kicked Umus on the spine from behind. Umus sat upright with his entire upper body, and his crying expression immediately turned into pain. "If I ask you to summon me, just do it. Where does all this nonsense come from!" Ye Lei shouted loudly.

Umus wanted to die.

Ye Luo still looked at him with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm just doing an experiment and it won't kill you. On the contrary, Umus, if you are smart enough, you will know that without the magic dragon, Your chances of survival will be better, right?"

Umus knew what Ye Luo meant. Without the true body of the magic dragon, his strength would have to drop to level 14. By then, although he would no longer be a threat to Ye Luo, Ye Luo might not bother to kill him. He could save his life by chance, but he would fall from the peak of level 17 to level 14, and he might never be able to advance. He didn't think he was ready for this pain.

Ye Luo shook his head, stood up, and snapped his fingers, "It seems that we need to help you make a decision!"

"Roar!" The Phantom of Despair appeared in front of Wumus at the right time, revealing a hideous expression of "forcing a good woman to become a prostitute".

"Either you summon the magic dragon and be eaten by his companions, or you, completely eaten by his companions, Wumus, make your decision in five seconds!" Ye Luo's voice was no longer polite, but cold.

Wumus was trembling from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Five!" Ye Luo began to count down.

Wums shuddered, and he suddenly thought of those demons who died in battle, those demons who were much lower in level than him, but were brave enough to die in battle! Sometimes he also wanted to die like a hero, but when he thought that after his death, he would never see this colorful world again, enjoy the high respect, play with the graceful women of the Mei clan, and feel the satisfaction of the progress of strength, he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

He was afraid of death!

It's not shameful!

Because even many immortals who claim to be upright and fearless of darkness are afraid of death!

"Four!"

But, but if there is no magic dragon, there will be no power. If there is no power, what is the difference between being dead and being dead?

Wums was confused.

"One! What a pity, the swift worm came up and swallowed him!" Ye Luo's remaining four fingers suddenly became one.

The Desperate Phantom bit Wums's right leg and dragged him back to the insect swarm.

"Stop, stop, I summon, I summon!!!"_xcxs