Chapter 81 Destroy the dragon! Golden box!
He waved without thinking, and with a bang, Yang Gan caught the Yuan Turtle Crystal Steel Shield that had just flown back without looking back.
Glanced at the black mist on Mo Jiao's body.
"Body-protecting Mo Yun!" Yang Gan's expression remained unchanged. He had already expected this. He kept activating the power of the Shuiyun Sword. In a moment, he had already cut out ten There were so many swords that they had the potential to break through the black mist, but with a slight flicker of his eyes, he withdrew some of his magic power.
Even so, Mo Jiao went a little crazy under the pain, swung his tail, and hit Yang Gan like a hill.
In an instant, Yang Qian calmly raised the Yuan Turtle Crystal Steel Shield, and a layer of black flowing aura immediately appeared on the surface of the shield. The impact of the ink dragon's tail sent out a shock wave visible to the naked eye.
Yang Qian’s feet didn’t move at all, but Mo Jiao opened his mouth wide and bared his teeth as he kept moaning. He was actually stung by the force of the counter-shock.
Taking this opportunity, Yang Qian sneered, stepped forward, and suddenly raised his right arm, swish, swish!
The sword light of Shuiyun Sword in his hand left a series of afterimages. Yang Qian beat Mo Jiao until he screamed in pain. He had almost no power to fight back, but he avoided the opponent's vital points just right. .
'It's time to advance,' Yang Gan thought with a calm expression on his face.
Hands on.
Almost all of Mo Jiao's counterattacks were blocked by the Yuan Turtle Crystal Steel Shield. Occasionally, a few drops of black water splashed by the liquid fell on Yang Gan, but they could not break through the Vajra Technique and the Taiyi Yin Jingzhi’s double defense.
However, Yang Gan's face became more and more ugly in response to the black liquid on his body, and the attacks on his hands became more fierce.
Under such intensive attacks.
After a while, Mo Jiao suddenly let out a long and shrill scream, the sound was several times louder, and at the same time, the scream was full of pain and despair.
I saw that the strange black mist on this black dragon monster had completely dissipated, and wounds of various sizes appeared on its body covered with black scales.
Under the continuous slashing of Shuiyun Sword, Mo Jiao's black scales could no longer resist, but there was no joy on Yang Gan's face. Instead, he stared at Mo Jiao's movements strangely.
As expected.
Just when Yang Gan swung the Shuiyun Sword again, "hiss", a weird tearing sound sounded in the air.
Yang Qian looked attentively.
The black dragon monster disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a piece of tattered black scale skin covered with blood.
Without the slightest panic, Yang Gan looked around calmly for a moment, and finally found the swimming dragon on the side of the white jade pavilion.
At this time it has a new look, and its appearance is very different from the original one.
The jet-black body became snow-white without scales, and its length increased from three to four feet to five or six feet, and it was more than a circle thicker. Only faint scars were left on the injured areas, which was light and refreshing. Barely visible.
The most surprising thing is that the triangular snake actually has an inch-long black sharp horn on its head, which is faintly shiny, and there is also a pair of white claws on its abdomen, which are extremely sharp.
This monster turned into a snake, and its shape was exactly the same as the legendary dragon.
"Advanced! It does look a bit like a dragon, but I don't know if it is somewhat related to the Golden Dragon King." Yang Gan's eyes lit up and he looked at it intently.
Now this Mo Jiao has evolved, and its strength at this time is a bit stronger than ordinary monks in the early stages of foundation building. But because of this, the current physical materials of the Mo Jiao are even more valuable. Yang Qian stared at Mo Jiao's body with joy, and he was already planning in his heart what kind of magical weapons and spiritual tools he would use the materials from Mo Jiao's body to refine after he went out.
Mo Jiao seemed to feel the heat and greed in Yang Gan's eyes. His two small eyes suddenly opened wide, roared, and rushed to the sky above Yang Gan as fast as lightning, mouthing With one click, an endless stream of purple liquid spurted out of the mouth.
Yang Gan grinned, and his body also emitted a dazzling lavender light, sizzle!
Putting the Yuangui crystal steel shield in front of his chest, Yang Gan faced the liquid sprayed by the ink dragon and pushed forward without fear.
"Ouch!" Mo Jiao roared, and Yang Qianru's divine and demonic figure was reflected in his two green eyes.
After some time.
Bang!
Mo Jiao's huge body covered with sword wounds was broken into two pieces and hit the ground. A large amount of blood gurgled out. Although most of the scales on his body were left behind, there was still a small part due to Because of the Shuiyun Sword, it was chopped into pieces and obviously couldn't be used.
As for Mo Jiao's two small green eyes, they have completely lost their luster now, and they are obviously silent.
Yang Gan stood in front of Mo Jiao with a happy face. The golden light and silver fine scales on his body had long faded. He held a small black porcelain bottle in his right hand and muttered something in his mouth.
A moment later, Yang Qian pointed his left hand at the front half of Mo Jiao's body, and a lavender electric light flew out from his fingertips and jumped into Mo Jiao's body.
The next moment, a slender arc of electricity wrapped around the half body of Mo Jiao, and actually brought out a small green dragon that was exactly the same as Mo Jiao.
The little green dragon struggled desperately with all its teeth and claws, but it was of no avail. It was quickly pulled into the small black porcelain bottle by the light purple light.
“Boom”!
Yang Qian closed the lid of the black porcelain bottle and felt the small green dragons running around inside the bottle. There was a trace of satisfaction on his face, and he nodded and put it into the storage ring. Inside.
As soon as his eyes changed, Yang Qian looked at Mo Jiao's body, waved with a smile, and directly put away the two corpses on the ground.
Gulu, when collecting the body, a somewhat eye-catching round ball fell from half of the body of the ink dragon to the ground.
"Huh?" Yang Qian said softly, staring at a red ball the size of a fist on the ground, with a strange look on his face.
After taking a closer look at this legendary dual cultivator, Yang Gan shook his head. This is the ink sac of a male dragon, which means
he does not need such a thing.
Yang Gan glanced meaningfully, crossed over, and went straight to the white jade pavilion.
"Golden box." Yang Qian's eyes moved slightly, staring at the huge golden box in front of him, exuding a faint golden light, with excitement on his face.
The box itself is not a magic weapon, but a key to the third floor of the central area.
"Tian Yuan Pagoda." Yang Gan muttered to himself with an inexplicable expression. He held the golden box in his hand and studied it carefully.
About Mozhan Tea Kung Fu.
Yang Gan sensed the changes in the bloody forbidden space, and his expression suddenly tightened.
After calculating the time and not daring to delay any more, Yang Gan put away the golden box and rushed to the last area of the Bloody Forbidden Land without hesitation.
(End of this chapter)