But one of his disciples was more unlucky. He had already dodged the attack head-on, but the flames spewed out by the purple-winged dragon and lion struck a stone wall, and the reflected flames suddenly touched his arm. [ ] In an instant,
, the blazing flames extended from his arms like tarsal maggots.
"Ah, it hurts. Brother Yan, come and save me."
This unlucky disciple immediately howled and rolled on the ground, but not only failed to extinguish the flames on his arms, but also ignited all the weeds on the ground, making them ablaze.
"The amethyst dragon flames of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion carry the dragon's breath. They are basically indestructible. Cut off your arm quickly, otherwise when the amethyst dragon flames spread to your chest, the gods will not be able to save you!
"Yan Huanxing immediately shouted anxiously. He didn't expect to lose two of his men immediately without even seeing what the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion cub looked like. It was such a failure.
"Cut off my arms, no, you can't. All my strength lies in a pair of palms. Without my right hand, I'm nothing!" The unlucky guy yelled, and the amethyst dragon flames in his eyes were about to spread.
On his neck, Yan Huanxing immediately moved slightly, and the sword in his hand immediately struck his shoulder fiercely.
"Pfft"
Blood flew out, and an arm with blazing purple fire flew out, fell to the ground, and soon turned into a pile of charcoal. But the purple fire refused to be extinguished, and even clung to the rock and continued to burn.
"Give my hand back!" The unlucky disciple looked like a madman, holding Yan Huanxing's collar with one hand and yelling. All his strength was in his hands, and he lost one of his hands.
, suspected to have destroyed half of his strength.
"It's good if you can save your life. You can practice other magical powers in the future and you'll still have a chance to make breakthroughs! Now it's important to deal with the purple-winged dragon and lion. Get out of here!" With that said, Yan Huanxing grabbed the unlucky disciple.
He stopped him, stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, then immediately turned around and ignored him.
Seeing the tragic situation of the unlucky disciple, several other Ming Jianfeng disciples also showed the sorrow of a rabbit dead and a fox. They looked at each other, like frightened birds, looking at the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion in front of them in horror, and did not dare to go up.
forward.
"They are all a bunch of trash. They can't even beat a beast that can't move. They are so stupid!" Seeing his disciples cowering in fear, Yan Huanxing immediately became filled with anger and yelled furiously.
"Get out of here, I'll do it myself!" With that said, Yan Huanxing raised his long sword and rushed towards the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion.
Before that, the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's mother had given birth to three children, and each child took away a lot of vitality from it. But just now, in order to stop Yan Huanxing and others, it roared and vomited.
The last bit of strength has been exhausted. If time permits, it may wait until its strength recovers before giving birth to a fourth child, but now, it has to make a choice.
"I'm sorry, my child. My mother could or could not protect you from being born safely. I know you must be very sad, but for the safety of your three brothers and sisters, your mother had to give up on you. You will not die like this in vain.
Yes, I will definitely let these damn humans be buried with you, I will use them
Feed your brothers and sisters with your flesh and blood, so that your life can continue in them!" The purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's eyes fell in vain with two drops of purple blood tears, tenderness, kindness, reluctance, grief, hatred and other emotions.
Intertwined together, that scene moved even the hard-hearted Yan Huanxing to the bottom of his heart.
I saw the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion mother wailing, her voice was so heartbreaking that her lower body suddenly erupted with a dazzling purple rhyme rainbow light, a burst of energy, and immediately pulled the half-born fourth purple
Pterodactyl lion cub, forcibly removed from mother's placenta
He dragged it out. As soon as this purple-winged dragon-patterned lion cub was born, its pink body immediately turned purple, its furry little mouth opened gently, and it let out waves of weak and painful moans.
It seems that he is blaming his mother, why does it hurt?
The purple-winged dragon-striped lion's mother gently carried it to the side of the other three cubs. Its three brothers and sisters seemed to have sensed its reasoning, and immediately made way for a warm place to let it lie there.
The fragrant milk was right next to its mouth, but it didn't even have the strength to open its mouth. Only its belly was still rising slightly, sitting there struggling for the last time in its life.
"My child, your three brothers and sisters are all with you, and your mother is also here. Don't be afraid!" The purple-winged dragon-patterned lion gently licked the fourth cub's body with his deep tongue, but he couldn't lick it no matter what.
The purple traces on its body cannot be removed. Although the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion has the strength of a ninth-level monster when it reaches adulthood, when they were just born, they were weaker than them. Even if they were contaminated with a trace of outside energy, they would soon become weak.
Will die young.
"roar"
When the fourth child was dying, the mother of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion finally became angry. Its blood-red beast eyes with a strange purple light suddenly burst out with Ling Liebi's murderous intent. The overlord of Qingyun Mountain was finally revealed.
It showed its ferocious true appearance.
"Human, die!"
The purple-winged dragon-patterned lion roared in grief, and its huge body, which was seven or eight meters long, stretched out. The domineering force of the vast edge swept over the sky and overwhelmingly. The entire cave began to tremble, and large rocks rustled.
The fall. The one behind
He flapped his purple wings back and forth a few times, and immediately the huge body of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion rose into the air. Clusters of lavender flames spread like a flamethrower, covering the entire cave in an instant.
stand up.
The four thick claws of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion lightly stepped on the void, and a vast energy wave spread immediately. The whole earth seemed to be shaken, shaking violently. The mountains and the ground were all shaken.
There were cracks one by one. The purple flames that spread throughout the cave turned into a restriction and enveloped the four cubs. The vibrations from the outside world could not affect them at all.
"What are you still hesitating about? Don't take action quickly, otherwise we will all die!" When the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion cruelly abandoned his last child, Yan Huanxing finally felt that something was wrong. Even for the most ordinary mortal, Yan Huanxing finally felt that something was wrong.
Mother, in order to protect her children,
Any crazy thing can be done. And if a ninth-level monster goes crazy, it will definitely be a disaster that will destroy the world. Not to mention Yan Huanxing, even the master of Ming Jianfeng will not be able to bear it.
Live the anger of a purple-winged dragon-patterned lion who wants to avenge his children.
"The Proud Sword Code, the sword that rules the world!" In an instant, Yan Huanxing burst out with an earth-shattering sword intent. The wind on his clothes moved automatically, and a sword energy that penetrated the rainbow and swallowed mountains and rivers swayed out from the long sword in his hand.
, like thunder, roaring towards the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion in the sky.
At the same time, the other five Ming Jianfeng disciples who were still intact immediately raised their swords, and waves of majestic sword intent burst out from them like stormy waves.
"Five Swords of the Underworld"
"Tianxin Chain Sword!"
"Thunder Sound Sword Technique!"
"Phantom Sword Technique!"
"Blue Sky Sword Technique!"
In an instant, five radiant sword qi roared towards the huge body of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion. Each of these sword qi contained a vast coercion of will, sharp and fierce, like any other sword.
Anything in front of you will be shattered with one blow.
"Even masters at the realm of martial arts dare not accept the joint attack of our six disciples. This purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's strength has been greatly reduced, and it is definitely not our opponent!" Yan Huanxing's heart palpitated, and he looked at the six majestic attacks.
The sword energy hit the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's body hard, and he finally laughed.
However, soon, the smile on his face suddenly solidified!
Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!
The six sword qi fell on the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion, bursting out with waves of low roars. At the same time, the dragon scales on the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's body erupted with purple halos, and the sword qi hit them,
Even the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion's body collapsed immediately without touching it.
Yan Huanxing and his party did one thing wrong. When they saw the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion abandoning his fourth child, they should have turned around and fled immediately, instead of attacking without overestimating their own capabilities. Although the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion has great vitality,
Injured, it fell to the realm of an eighth-level high-level monster, but with its strong body defense, even if it stood still and allowed Yan Huanxing and others to attack, it would not be possible to break through the defense of its dragon scales in less than a day and a half.
"Get out, get out, let's get out!" Yan Huanxing woke up in an instant. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst. With a horrified roar, he immediately turned around and flew out of Qingyun Mountain without hesitation.
If you leave, I'm afraid there will be no chance of escape.
"I just hope that this purple-winged dragon-patterned lion will not come after me in order to protect its remaining children after it has just given birth. Otherwise, it will be dead!" Yan Huanxing felt a chill running down his spine and he was sweating heavily.
, my clothes got wet after a while.
When the other six disciples saw Yan Huanxing fleeing, they immediately fled like frightened birds, but their movements were one step slower than Yan Huanxing's, and this step was enough to cost them their lives.
"roar!"
The purple-winged dragon-patterned lion roared, and a purple inner elixir about the size of a basketball flew out of his mouth. As fast as lightning, it caught up with the panicked Mingjianfeng disciple and hit one Mingjianfeng disciple hard.
behind.
With a loud bang, the unlucky disciple's body was immediately exploded by the inner elixir of the purple-winged dragon-patterned lion. The scattered corpse fragments were immediately burned by the blazing amethyst dragon flames before they even hit the ground.
turned into powder.
The surging amethyst dragon flames spread like an overwhelming force, sweeping across thousands of armies. In one breath, they covered a radius of 100 meters. The remaining five Ming Jianfeng disciples had no time to escape.
When he went there, he was immediately touched by the flames of the amethyst dragon. He screamed in pain and turned into piles of charcoal in a short time.