In the air, there is a disgusting stinky breath, and there is a gloomy whispering in the ears.
Is this hell?
Slap!
Slap!
Two whip, throwing it on the chest fiercely, the severe pain struck, a young man with blood slowly opened his eyes.
It is a sloppy and ugly face that comes into the eyes.
He was wearing a robe and a crown, but he still couldn't hide it, the disgusting face.
It was a piece of scales, close to the faces of the lizard.
"桀 ..."
The monster wearing a robe, holding a steel whip full of stabs in his hand, pumped it on the teenager, making a laughter.
"Boy, you finally fell in my hands, 桀 桀 ..."
"If I am you, I won't continue to waste time, chatter!"
Yan Jinghong stared at the monster, which was Ashura Dragon, and said coldly: "You can let me live for a moment.
"Huh, kill you?"
Ashura Magic Dragon laughed loudly, "Not so cheap! The blood in your body is a good thing, but the extreme cold, even I can't easily refine it."
"However, God is also helping me. The blood of the Extraords of the Protoss can offset the impact of the cold on the cold."
Ashura Demon Dragon sneered, "Wait for me to collect the blood of all the children, and then sacrifice the blood of all the vessels of the Extraorders.
Swallow it, 桀 掉 ... "
Yan Jinghong tightened his fist, and in his eyes, he flashed extremely hatred.
More than a month ago.
It was also the first month after he chased the Ashura Dragon.
This monster is very cunning, and in a month, strength is still increasing.
This monster, as long as the flesh and blood of all kinds of beings is continuously swallowed, the strength will continue to increase.
Although he can bring a lot of injuries to the Ashura Dragon every time, this monster escapes.
In a month, they have already played between them twenty times.
However, in the last battle of a month ago, he was calculated by this monster and fell into a trap. Instead, he was caught by this monster.
In the end, he is just a teenager who is only twenty (PS: Yan Jinghong's settings, which is smaller than Ling Feng). Although he has also experienced countless killings on the edge of life and death, it is necessary to talk about it.
Shura Magic Dragon has survived how many thousand years of monsters.
After being caught by Ashura Dragon, this monster couldn't wait to devour Yan Jinghong.
Unfortunately, can the power of the sky patrol be swallowed casually?
Perhaps the body of the Ashura Dragon, without fear of this level of cold.
But now it doesn't work. After all, he only relied on the body of the demon lord Safiros, so he can barely act.
Although he has been transforming Safiros's body, it is a difference between Yunni.
He couldn't bear the power of the sky patrol in Yan Jinghong's body, and was reluctant to waste this power like this. Therefore, he kept Yan Jinghong's life and lived to now.
However, because Yan Jinghong had created too many times before, and every time he escaped, he finally seized Yan Jinghong. Every time he came to "visit" him, he was cruel.
Abuse.
Unfortunately, every time Yan Jinghong was stunned, he never said a word, but made the Ashura Dragon feel interest.
"Boy, it's a few days!"
Ashura Mo Dragon sneered, "Within five days, the boy and boyfriend will be full. At that time, a city will be buried for you, and your kid will be died enough, hahahaha!"
Papa!
Then, the Ashura Dragon Dragon was a whipping again. After Yan Jinghong's skin bloomed, he went away with satisfaction.
However, after getting out of this dark jail, his appearance gradually changed, becoming the appearance of the Emperor Emperor.
It turned out that one month ago, the Ashura Dragon was attracted by the blood of the Extraords Protoss, and it came here.
He knew that the strength of the Emperor Emperor was not the same, so he deliberately turned into a form of a dragon egg, falling in the imperial city.
The Emperor Emperor was extremely greedy and got a dragon egg of the ancient magic dragon family. Naturally, he wanted to recognize it in the first time.
However, he was also harmed by his greed, but turned into a slave of the Ashura Dragon.
Now, the entire Kings City of the Polar Tao has been controlled in the hands of the Ashura Dragon.
He wants to sacrifice the blood of this family, and the flesh and blood of all the subjects of a city, and completely tame the power of the sky patrol in Yan Jinghong's body.
He has a hunch that after absorbing the strength of qi and blood, he can enter the ranks of the ancestors.
At that time, it was when he recaptured Ling Feng's eight -origin magic beads!
Shortly after the Ashura Dragon left, the stone gate outside was "bombarded" and a faint light shot in, so that Yan Jinghong could see clearly.
The coming person is not the Ashura Dragon, but a woman who looks quite pretty and lovely.
If Ling Feng is here, he can recognize it. This person is the little princess of the Extraords of the Protoss, Wu Yue.
Wu Yue stomped his feet, carefully walked into the dark, holding a lantern in his hand, shining on Yan Jinghong's face.
When she saw Yan Jinghong's shocking wound, she couldn't help but exclaim.
"You ... who are you, why are you being located here by Father Emperor?"
Yan Jinghong glanced at the woman, but said coldly: "Father Emperor? He is not your father."
"you……"
Wu Yue's eyelids jumped, in fact, she already had speculation in her heart.
The current Emperor Emperor is just like two people. Except for appearance, there is almost no common point.
"What do you know?"
Wu Yue bit her lips, Yan Jinghong's words, in her heart, set off a stir.
It can even be said that his words can arouse the heights of the entire Extreme Protoss.
"That monster, control your father, he will destroy the entire city."
Yan Jinghong stared at Wu Yue, saying one by one: "Take me out, I may still reverse the Qiankun."
"I ... why do I believe you? What if you are a bad person?"
Wu Yue watched Yan Jinghong vigilantly.
"Bad people?"
Yan Jinghong seemed to laugh at himself, "Believe it or not, by you."
He is not a good person. In the past, he was a dumplings that regarded human life like a mustard.
But now, after experiencing the reincarnation of life and death, he understands the preciousness of life.
Wu Yue gritted the silver teeth. She looked at Yan Jinghong's deep eyes. His eyes were clear and clear, without any impurities.
"I trust you."
Wu Yue finally nodded, raised his palm, and grabbed the chain wrapped around Yan Jinghong.