Chapter 1087 Food Tribute
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The ancient red-striped dragon has a long neck as noble as a swan, and its cheeks are opened like an ancient lizard, with incomparably beautiful red spots and red stripes on it, just like the queen of strange beasts in the Gobi, but when it opens its mouth , the mouth full of conical fangs is really scary, this kind of fangs are typical of carnivorous dragons, specially designed to bite off the bones of prey!
"Crack!"
Finally, the ancient red-patterned dragon opened its mouth and bit the head of Zhou Feng who was kneeling in front of him!
The head disappeared suddenly, Zhou Feng was still kneeling there, because the speed of the bite was so fast that Zhou Feng's neck began to spurt blood crazily, as if the head had been chopped off by a skilled executioner.
The ancient red-patterned dragon chewed a few mouthfuls, then swallowed Zhou Feng's head.
It proudly glanced at the headless human corpse that slowly fell to the ground, as if it had no interest in other parts except the head, but it felt a pity to throw it here.
The ancient red-striped dragon grabbed Zhou Feng's body with its claws in disgust, then spread its wings and flew into the air.
In mid-air, the body hanged upside down by Zhou Feng was still overflowing, blood spilled down in the direction where the ancient red dragon flew away, and printed on the gray ground...
Even Zhu Minglang felt weird watching this scene!
Why did that Zhou Feng go out by himself.
Moreover, Zhou Feng's behavior really seemed to be seeing a god, walking towards the ancient red-striped dragon recklessly, even kneeling in front of it, allowing it to bite off his head!
"Miao~~~~~"
Xuanlong stood aside, and its silver-red eyes were also staring at the direction where the ancient red-striped dragon flew away, as if curious about the opponent's ability.
In this world, is there still the ability to let food be delivered to oneself?
In an environment like the ancient jungle, it is not easy for a level like Xuanlong to have a delicious meal...
"Mr. Koi, what kind of dragon was that just now?" Asked if he didn't understand, Zhu Minglang also felt strange, so he asked.
"The red-striped death dragon, didn't those people just say that?" Mr. Jinli said.
"The man just now,
Was the mind manipulated? "Zhu Minglang asked again.
"I can't remember this, but it is said that the red-striped Death Dragon has the ability to choose tributes. Whether it is other dragons, immortals, monsters, or humans, as long as it chooses, it will involuntarily sacrifice its life." Mr. Koi said.
"Then the red-striped death dragon just selected you, or me, how can we break its ability?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"I can't remember, I only know that they have a big appetite and they can't stop eating."
Zhu Minglang thought for a while.
Forget it, if you encounter it, try to detour as much as possible, why should you be so stubborn, there are so many strange abilities and supernatural powers in the world, how can it be possible to decipher them one by one.
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Zhu Minglang continued walking along the southeast corner.
Except for the red-patterned dragon, the god of death, Zhu Minglang never encountered any existence that was too bizarre and powerful.
This made Zhu Minglang a little puzzled, where did the female sword masters who went to explore the way go, and what happened to them...
There was no point in going too far. After Zhu Minglang checked some places with herds of animals and ancient caves, he began to return.
The days are so short that it feels like half of the time is gone.
The sky darkened again, Zhu Minglang flew back to the place where Yuheng's personnel gathered, and found the forest to the east.
The ancient trees are towering, even if it is a forest in the Gobi, they grow stronger than ever before.
Surrounded by twilight, Zhu Minglang found where Wei Huan and the others were. They were forming a ring formation with a bonfire in the center. Most of these sword masters who practiced swords in the deep palace were not used to the wild, and they were even more pampered. I hate this kind of barbaric environment where you have to get grass on your buttocks even when you sit down.
However, judging by their state at this time, they should have completely adjusted their breath.
Some little sword fairies even changed into clean and comfortable clothes, just like fairy girls in the sacred forest.
Under the canopy and between the tree trunks, bright flying swords are flying back and forth. They are like holy guards, guarding the sword masters of Yuheng Xinggong. A group of men guarded the wind to prevent some ferocious things from approaching.
"How?" Seeing that Zhu Minglang had returned safely, Wei Huan asked.
Zhu Minglang shook his head and said, "I didn't find the missing disciple. There are some dangerous caves along the way. Just avoid them."
"It's fine if we can't find it, we can't stay here for too long, we still have a mission." Linghu Yunying said.
"Hey, that's the only way to go, young master, you take a break, and we plan to start following the path you walked." Wei Huan said.
Zhu Minglang nodded.
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The sky was completely dark, Zhu Minglang fed the dragon for a while, let Xuanlong go back to rest, and let Xiaobaiqi accompany him.
After swallowing the Ten Thousand Years Ninghua Orchid, Xiaobai Qi's cultivation base is about to rise again, and he feels that he can rush to the level of a high-ranking god master in a few days.
A few months ago, it broke through to the main level of God. This one is already a high-ranking dragon. Zhu Minglang is now quite satisfied with the speed of his strength improvement. The dragon advanced to become the Dragon Lord, and he took off on the spot by himself!
Nuwalong's cultivation base is also skyrocketing.
The book of soul words is a special divine scroll. Now Nuwalong holds this book of soul words and recites it silently for a while every day, and the soul will be strengthened.
The cultivation base of Nuwalong is related to the soul, and it does not rely on the spiritual resources of the gods, so as long as it slowly raises the soul, Nuwalong will become stronger and stronger.
"Pimpypypypyrim!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Da da da da da~~~~~~"
Just as they were about to set off at night, there was a sudden burst of noise outside the forest.
The sound was getting closer and louder at the same time. The ear-piercing cries were connected together, no less than lightning flashing past the ears, making people have a splitting headache!
"It's the ancient eagle!"
"They're here again!!"
"Don't go out of the woods yet!"
Just about to leave, the ancient eagle came again.
Moreover, they do not enter the forest, but hover over and around the forest, as if waiting for the prey in the forest to come out.
These people in the Yuheng Star Palace have been tortured by the ancient eagles to the point of collapse. They wish to kill them all and wipe them out. However, the entire Gobi ancient eagles do not know how many groups there are. After killing these, a large group will fly again. Incessantly, it will only make you exhausted in the end.
"If there were no dragons, wouldn't they come again?" Linghu Yunying began to doubt Zhu Minglang's deterrent power.
Zhu Minglang tried to call out the mysterious dragon, but the situation did not improve. For some reason, the deterrence of the dragon had no effect on these ancient eagles.