Chapter 745 Purple-Black Dragon

The sword energy of the Blade Storm instantly filled the entire room.

The first to bear the brunt was the crazy Hell Bloodhound!

-495!

-594!

-433!

It must be said that Chen Ming's damage was still very considerable.

He estimated that there was a seven or eight level difference between him and the Bloodhound, and the other party was also blessed by the mysterious power, with additional attribute enhancement. The output of his unactivated Blade Storm was barely enough.

But, it was just barely enough.

Chen Ming could not check the detailed attributes of the other party, but he could see the blood bar above its head... After a Blade Storm, the blood bar hardly changed much, and it was estimated that it only lost about 5% of its blood.

"This attribute is definitely not something I can touch."

Just a glance was enough for the experienced Chen Ming to analyze it roughly.

And the fact is indeed so.

The hellhound was hurt, and instantly lost interest in the boring defensive formation. It raised its three bloody heads and stared at Chen Ming fiercely.

At that moment, Chen Ming felt like he was being stared at by a hungry wolf.

The chill that penetrated deep into his bones made his scalp tighten!

"Lord!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Hide in!"

Murphy and Bart, who witnessed this scene, shouted one after another, and the latter was so angry that he almost rushed out of the formation and headed towards Chen Ming.

But Chen Ming was completely unmoved.

He had no intention of hiding in the formation at all.

Instead, he looked at the ceiling with full confidence.

The sword energy was constantly crisscrossing above.

As they spread brazenly, every corner of the ceiling would be swept up sooner or later.

The mysterious dragon was hiding in the dark, calculating and scheming, and the layout was linked one by one. It was obvious that it was definitely because of his lack of strength.

Disguise...

It is its strongest and most skilled means.

It is also its only means!

"Roar!!!"

The hellhound pounced on Chen Ming like crazy.

Three bloody mouths were about to block all of Chen Ming's retreat routes.

It would only take a moment to bite off Chen Ming's head.

But in the face of this situation, Chen Ming still did not dodge or evade, and stood there with a smile.

The two masters could no longer bear to look directly at it.

Subconsciously, they turned their heads away and shifted their gaze.

After all, they could already predict what would happen next.

However...

At this critical moment!

It seemed that the hellhound was about to bite Chen Ming's neck.

But suddenly there was a bang!

The hellhound disappeared.

Its hideousness, its madness, everything about it, turned into diffuse purple-black smoke after that crisp sound.

Dissipated with the wind.

The two beast taming masters were stunned.

Bart's eyes were filled with disbelief. After a long while, he murmured, "The power that sustains the hellhound has disappeared..."

That's right.

This is why Chen Ming dared to face the hellhound!

Bart had already canceled the summons. The only thing that could keep it here was the power of the mysterious dragon.

As long as the mysterious dragon was attacked, the power that supported the hellhound would disappear. Naturally, it would not be able to maintain its existence, let alone attack Chen Ming.

There was no need to wait until the thick black and purple smoke in front of him dissipated.

Chen Ming, who had already turned on the eagle vision, noticed a ball of gold on the beam above his head...

The gold appeared very abruptly.

It was like the actors in the backstage were suddenly revealed after the curtain was lifted.

Chen Ming's mouth corners slightly raised.

He knew that the guy who directed this big show had been exposed in front of him.

Suddenly.

In Chen Ming's eagle vision, strange vortices emerged on the golden block that was highlighted.

After the vortex appeared, they spun slightly, and actually began to cover up the gold exposed to Chen Ming's eyes.

But the speed was very slow.

In Chen Ming's view, it was more like a futile struggle of a trapped beast.

"Still want to hide?"

Chen Ming raised his eyebrows and fanned away the thick fog in front of him. He no longer needed Eagle Vision to see the guy on the beam.

Thin wings.

Short limbs.

Some sharp beaks, and scales all over the body.

Dragon!

This is indeed a dragon!

But it is completely different from the little dragon. This dragon is mainly dark black... No, not black. Under the change of light, the black scales on its body seem to have some purple!

Black and purple dragon!

At this time, the scales on its body seemed to be engraved with many strange symbols, and those symbols condensed into a group of vortex-like things, trying to hide this black and purple little dragon.

However, the scales on its body had become broken after being baptized by the blade storm.

Blood oozed from many deep wounds, and the concealment effect that the scales should have was completely destroyed.

Even it itself, standing on the beam, seemed a little shaky.

Obviously, a round of blade storm almost broke it.

"Stop struggling."

Chen Ming laughed loudly, jumped up, and relied on his high agility to rush to the beam. He grabbed one of the black and purple dragon's legs and lifted it up upside down.

Wherever I started, I felt a cold feeling.

Completely different from Xiaolong's piping hot.

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

Suddenly, the purple-black little dragon screamed fiercely, trying to attack Chen Ming with its wounds bursting open... But its attack method was just to bend down and bite Chen Ming's palm.

"You're injured like this, why are you still restless?"

Chen Ming changed his hand, from holding it by one leg to lifting it upside down, to pinching the back of its neck.

Something magical happened.

The moment Chen Ming held the back of its neck, the restless purple-black little dragon suddenly calmed down.

The originally ferocious and violent eyes also disappeared, leaving only a pair of large, dull eyes, like black gems, looking at Chen Ming innocently.

"Yo? Are you obedient all of a sudden?"

Chen Ming subconsciously brought the purple-black little dragon closer to him, wanting to take a closer look.

But who would have thought that as soon as the distance was close, the cute and dull expression of the little dragon suddenly changed, and the ferocity and violence just now returned again. With that fierceness, it suddenly opened its mouth!

A dark ball suddenly condensed in its mouth!

It is also decorated with purple patterns!

"Damn, you lied to me?!"

Chen Ming snorted coldly and tilted his head to the side!

The purple-black little dragon has a dirty heart and pretends to be very good, but unfortunately, in the face of the absolute numerical difference, all this is meaningless!

Even face to face and only a few feet away.

Chen Ming can also easily avoid it!

At the moment when the purple-black energy ball condensed to its maximum size, the purple dragon spit out!

"puff!"

"boom!"

The purple-black energy ball exploded suddenly before it came out of the mouth!

Chen Ming only heard a roar in his ears.

A small cloud of purple-black smoke rose up.

Wait until the smoke clears...

Chen Ming saw the purple-black little dragon staring at him hatefully. The bloody mouth that was originally open had been tightly closed, but even so, blood was still flowing out from the seam of the mouth.

Not only that.

Its little deciduous teeth, which had just grown a little bit, were also broken off, leaving only half of the missing tooth with a big gap exposed at the side of its mouth.

Chen Ming:......