Chapter 132 Raging Dragon Fighting Spirit

One of the warriors touched the ground with his toes and flew up. The long sword shot out green sword energy and stabbed at the soles of the low-altitude flying monster. The other warrior used his sword to plunge into the sand. , and then he lifted it upwards, and the sand grains of more than ten square meters were lifted into the sky by him, and they rushed towards the Warcraft like purple steel beads.

"Wave!" The green sword energy stabbed the sole of the monster's foot accurately, but the protective scales of the monster were very hard, and the sword energy had no way to break through the defense, and there was also a rebound force on the monster's body. , and bounced the soldier back, but before his body hit the ground, the monster's huge wings swung and hit him on the top of his head. His brains burst out and he died on the sand.

"Chukas!" Another warrior yelled crazily, and at the same time, the sand was already close to the head of the monster. However, the monster's two huge wings waved, and a powerful rotating airflow was generated, blowing away the purple... All the grains of vindictive sand flew into the distance, pouring down on the desert like rain. Following the giant body of the monster, it slid forward, roared violently, and spread its legs just in time to knock the sand-famous warrior to the ground. , opened its big mouth, clamped its two rows of sharp teeth, and swallowed the whole person into its belly.

"The monster that ran out of nowhere seems to be a level 9 or 10 yellow monster!" This monster is so weird that even a holy warrior like Cylon has never heard of it, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. However, , Sailon's words were so mindless that the three ordinary soldiers behind him felt that their lives were threatened, and they fell back one after another.

"Stop running away. If you run away again, Chukas will be your fate." Sailon also knew that he could never let something like this happen again, so he immediately stepped forward. He had no weapons, but he was actually practicing fighting skills with his bare hands. Holy warriors, I heard that the more holy warriors are like this, the more powerful they are in combat.

A ball of cyan fighting spirit suddenly formed between the two palms of the holy warrior, and expanded infinitely into a ball the size of a bucket. The surface of the sphere shone with dazzling brilliance, and strong sound, light, electricity, and thunderbolts emanated from the holy warrior Cylon. issued from his hand, and he began to stretch the sphere and the thunderbolt current...

"Roar!" A green dragon let out a sharp roar and broke free from the sphere. The instigator flew up to the sky with a pair of fleshy wings and four ferocious claws. He opened his mouth wide, let out a wild roar, and rushed towards the monster. .

"The angry dragon's fighting spirit!"

The three holy warriors standing behind Cylon screamed at the same time, with hope of living instantly on their faces. They clenched their fists one by one and silently cheered for Cylon.

"Fuck, you can actually transform your own fighting spirit into a dragon. This is so amazing! Western fighting spirit should not be underestimated. This dragon has a decent appearance and is no different from a real dragon. I don't know how powerful it is. How is it?!" Compared to the three holy warriors standing with Sailon, Yan Shaofeng was even more surprised and was already screaming like a young girl.

"Boy, please see clearly, this is not a real dragon body, it is just a shadow. It cannot even exert one thousandth of the power of a real dragon." King Ming sneered and said: "If you want to use fighting spirit Transforming into a real dragon, his cultivation level is far from enough, even the top berserker might not be able to do it."

"Roar!" The green dragon transformed from fighting spirit suddenly grabbed the demonic beast with two claws and collided with the demonic beast's wings. The demonic beast let out a wild roar and fell back more than fifty feet. , but Qinglong suddenly exploded into a ball of fireworks in the air and disappeared.

Cylon spread his limbs and roared wildly. His whole body instantly turned green. Unlike other holy warriors, his hair also turned into a moss-like color. His toes were a little bit on the sand, and his waist was bent like a green dragon. , flicked upward, flew hundreds of meters into the air, and suddenly rode on the back of the monster.

"It's amazing. Cylon is indeed a holy warrior. He can use the dragon fighting skills so skillfully. It seems that this weird monster is going to be in trouble." The three warriors saw Cylon displaying his power and had more confidence in him. They couldn't help but started shouting. They all became careless and no longer afraid of the invasion of monsters.

"Look, what is that?!" Just as the three soldiers were "watching the show" with confidence, Xia pointed behind them with her little finger, and Yan Shaofeng discovered that fifty meters behind the three of them The pile of sand there suddenly moved, and a huge toad-like head came out again.

"Mirage, it's a mirage, that mirage is back?!" Yan Shaofeng didn't want to save the lives of the three unscrupulous warriors, but he was so surprised that he screamed out. Although His cry was timely, but for the three soldiers, it was still too late to save their lives.

The huge mirage writhed in the sand sea like a killer whale, and silently jumped behind the three warriors. Just as they turned around and had no time to use their eyes to observe, it swallowed them up, and there was a sudden sound in the air. Then Cylon screamed in agony: "No, you beast!" After losing so many brothers, Cylon was so regretful that he didn't even know how to go back and explain to the superiors of the Natural Disaster Mercenary Group.

Yan Shaofeng hurriedly looked up and saw that the monster in the air took advantage of Cylon's distraction and trembled all over to shake Cylon off his body. However, Cylon was a holy warrior after all and was not like this. It was easy to give in, but his body straightened up, then rolled up like an angry dragon, turned around and shot upwards, and suddenly grabbed the wings of the monster, trying to use the strength to turn over again.

Of course, the Warcraft didn't want him to get what he wanted. While flapping its wings desperately, it kept gliding in the air, trying to use the wind generated by the movement to throw the person away.

"Go to hell, you beast!"

Cylon was obviously really angry. He grabbed the wings of the monster with his other hand and kicked his feet upwards. There seemed to be a dragon roar in the air. Countless green lights shot up into the sky. Two green dragons came from him. The soles of his feet burst out and suddenly wrapped around the body of the monster.

"The angry dragon strangles!"

Cylon let out a hysterical cry, and there was only a crisp sound of "click". The small half of the wings of the Warcraft actually broke. Two white bones pierced the leather wings and punctured out, and red plasma came out. It flowed outward like a fountain, dyeing a large area of ​​gravel below red.

"Peng!" Sailon seemed to have lost some strength. His body fell on the desert like a vertically fired cannonball. He was buried in the sand from the waist down. After five seconds, he struggled to crawl out. His whole body had already He looked as embarrassed as a dying dog.

The monster he injured was not much better than him. The huge pain from the fracture made it fall up and down like an unbalanced kite. Its wings flapped wildly and blood flowed wildly. Wherever it went, violent storms rose, and sand and soil grew, causing the beast to fall up and down like an unbalanced kite. The entire sky became dim.

"Damn beast, let me send you to the ground!" After resting for about a minute, Cylon seemed to have recovered and stood up again, his eyes filled with cyan murderous intent.