Chapter 158: It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a miracle
Ye Fujing had the illusion of riding a roller coaster.
It starts with Zhao Yan summoning giant howling flesh and blood.
When Lin Ze's two pet beasts broke through to the seventh level one after another, Zhao Yan immediately sacrificed the blood source heart to strengthen the giant howling flesh and blood to the seventh level and ninth level.
Then the strength of the Stone-condensing Demonic Dragon suddenly skyrocketed.
The situation experienced ups and downs and reversed several times.
And her mood was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs that made people unable to breathe.
At this moment, looking at the stone-condensing dragon in mid-air, Ye Fujing's mind went blank, and his head turned into a ball of paste.
Zhao Yan was horrified, looking at the Stone-condensing Demonic Dragon with disbelief in his eyes.
"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"
Why did the aura of the stone-condensing demon dragon suddenly increase so much?
And it seems that it even suppresses the crying flesh and blood that has been strengthened by the blood source heart!
You must know that the latter's level has reached the seventh level and ninth level at this time!
Could it be that...the Stone-condensing Demonic Dragon has broken through to the eighth level?
The thoughts that flashed through his mind startled Zhao Yan himself.
No, impossible!
How ridiculous!
No matter how powerful the magical objects and soul skills are, it is impossible for a pet beast to directly cross an entire high level and improve to a full nine levels!
Rare items like the Bloodborne Heart, which can elevate a pet beast to five levels, are already extremely rare.
Zhao Yan subconsciously rejected his guess.
However, what happened next made his eyes widen in shock.
Hearing a loud dragon roar, lightning flashed out from the stone-condensing demon dragon, and in an instant it was in the sky above the head of the giant howling flesh and blood, grabbing it head-first with its claws.
The giant howling flesh and blood punched out with a backhand.
A blow that was enough to knock the earth spirit away from a distance was shattered under the claws of the stone-condensing demon dragon.
The huge fist made of flesh and blood couldn't hold on for even half a second, and instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
"Woo!"
The giant howling flesh and blood immediately let out an extremely shrill howl.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Yan's face turned extremely pale.
By this time, he still didn't understand that the worst situation had happened.
The stone-condensing dragon in front of me has definitely reached the eighth level.
"Now you know how those companions lost to me."
Lin Ze's calm voice sounded slowly.
He fixedly stared at Zhao Yan, whose face was pale.
"By the way, the strengthening time of my pet beast is only half an hour, but..."
"Can you last this long?"
Zhao Yan said the same words not long ago.
When it came from Lin Ze's mouth at this time, an indescribable irony suddenly formed in the air.
Zhao Yan's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
His eyes were red and he glared at Lin Ze with hatred.
If looks could kill, Lin Ze would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.
It's a pity that eyes can't kill anyone.
After the stone-condensing dragon dived several times, not a single piece of intact flesh could be found on the giant howling flesh and blood body.
His whole body was covered with deep marks left by sharp claws and blackened wounds caused by dragon's breath.
When it rushed into the sky for the last time, the stone-condensing dragon's lightning claws were explored.
Countless gray mist with the aura of death emerged out of thin air, forming a giant hand and grabbing hard at the giant howling flesh.
Death grip!
The giant gray palm grasped the giant howling flesh and blood.
Corroded by the power of death, a large amount of white smoke suddenly erupted from the latter's body surface.
The giant howling flesh and blood suddenly howled miserably and struggled wildly, trying to break free from the giant gray palm.
Unfortunately it doesn't help.
Gradually, the screams gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
By the time the giant gray palm was released and dissipated into the air, the giant howling flesh and blood had already collapsed on the spot, its body was charred black, and it had long since lost its life.
Zhao Yan looked at this scene with a pale face, stagnant and speechless.
After getting rid of the giant howling flesh and blood, the Stone-condensing Demonic Dragon spun around and quickly rushed towards the Dark Touch Lord who was fighting fiercely with the Thunder Mark Puppet.
Sensing the threat of death, the Dark Toucher let out an ear-piercing scream of terror.
Not caring about resisting the attack of the thunder-marked marionette, all his attacks were frantically aimed at the stone-condensing demon dragon.
The latter didn't even look at it, letting his tentacles hit the hard scales.
Bang!
Bang bang!
The dull thumping sound was as dense and continuous as the sound of heavy rain.
Unfortunately, the tentacles all over the sky not only failed to break through the defense, but were scraped bloody by the sharp dragon scales.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Stone-condensing Demonic Dragon had already flashed in front of the Dark Touch Lord, and its sharp claws tore through the void and struck out fiercely.
Shit!
The crisp sound of flesh being torn apart erupted.
The figure of the Dark Touch Master suddenly froze.
The next second.
Several cracks slowly emerged.
As blood spurted out like a fountain all over the sky, the Dark Touch Lord's body was broken into several pieces from left to right, and he was already too dead to die.
The power of the stone-condensing demon dragon has not stopped yet, and it turns around again to attack the body-burning flame spirit.
It was just a breath of dragon's breath, and the poor body-burning flame spirit couldn't even resist, and was completely destroyed.
The gulf-like power gap between the seventh level and the eighth level is fully exposed!
The three-headed demon beasts were completely wiped out.
By this time, the outcome was very clear.
When the stone-condensing demon dragon came back to his senses and looked directly at Zhao Yan with his cold vertical pupils, the latter couldn't help but take a step back, and a fear that seemed to tighten his heartstrings instantly grew in his heart.
"Wait, wait a moment, we can discuss..."
Zhao Yan completely lost his previous ferocity and pride, and his face was full of horror and fear.
He tried his best to put on a flattering smile and wanted to beg Lin Ze for mercy.
It's a pity that Lin Ze has no intention of conceding to him.
The stone-condensing demon dragon, which sensed its master's thoughts, looked up to the sky and howled loudly, and in a flash, it appeared in front of Zhao Yan.
Just spin around and whip away with a tail flick.
The ear-piercing sonic boom exploded immediately.
Under the terrifying impact force, Zhao Yan's soul guard was completely unable to play any defensive role.
The moment it comes into contact with the dragon's tail, it shatters and dissipates like bubbles.
at the same time.
His body instantly exploded into blood mist.
Not even a bit of residue is left.
The surroundings suddenly returned to silence.
Only the whistling sound caused by the flapping wings of the stone-condensing demon dragon was left.
Ye Fujing stood there blankly, looking at the situation in front of him with a dazed expression on his face, his mouth wide open and he could not recover for a long time.
Is this the end?
A dignified deacon and cadre of the Red Moon Society, a powerful fallen person with three seventh-level beasts, died like this?
And he died so painfully.
After using the rare item trump card to strengthen the pet beast to the seventh and ninth stages, he was still brutally killed.
And the person who did all this is still a student who is only 18 years old.
Ye Fujing looked at Lin Ze blankly, her heart unable to calm down for a long time.
Before entering the cave, she never imagined that the situation would develop like this.
All the strength and methods Lin Ze has displayed so far are far beyond her imagination.
Is this really an eighteen-year-old student?
Isn't he some reclusive old man who has rejuvenated his youth?