"Go to the side." Muria waved forward, standing on the dying white dragon, and the slain dragon hunter whose head was rapidly regenerating, flew, and under the palm of Muria in human form, the hunter The dragon man just flew out of resistance, crashed into the mountains behind him, smashed a bottomless cave, and rolled rocks.

"The human state alone has such a powerful power, such a powerful dragon!" He just smashed the broken flesh and bones under Muria's two slaps, and went mad at the cave smashed by the dragon hunter. Gushing away, as if having their own lives.

Under Muria's gaze, a shameful human came out staggering, and you can see that the skull that had been knocked down by Muria and the collapsed chest are rapidly regenerating.

"The power of terror!" The hawk-nosed dragon hunter tore off the deformed armor on his body, exposed the robes below, and looked at Muria with emotion, "It seems that I am dead today. . "

"You know what you know." Muria glanced at the white dragon who resurfaced the Greek wings, cold eyes, "but don't you try to escape? Maybe you can run out."

"You don't have to try this. I played with so many dragons and knew that one day, sooner or later they would be killed by a more powerful dragon." I want to fight back. "

Speaking, the dragon hunter ignited a faint hemorrhage, his breath quickly rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a black snake coil exuding an eerie cold flew behind him, burning blood with him, Increasingly huge.

"Ridiculous."

"You dragons are always so arrogant. If you can be a little bit jealous of our ants-like humans, you may not have me now."

The dragon hunter who had burned himself completely disappeared, turning into a huge black snake, exuding a smell of bad smell, the rock and ice in contact with it, making a "zizi" sound, and then the black snake roared. With a decided, forward-looking momentum, he bite at Muria.

Muria did not say anything, but pulled out a handle more than one meter, the sword of the ancient **** inscribed on the ridge of the sword, and then slanted down against this huge black snake, a pale golden half-moon sword Mang flew out, swallowing the power of the surrounding elements, and quickly expanded, soon covering the sky, flooding the sight of the black snake.

And in the eyes of the dying white dragon, when Jian Mang appeared, this side of the world became dark, and only this golden Jian Mang became the only thing in his eyes. This Jian Mang fell to that human On the black snake formed by the dragon hunter, the snake body it turned into was cut off by the sword like a hob cutting butter.

"My journey of dragon hunting in this life is over." Just a moment of contact, there was no annoyance in the heart of the dragon hunter whose body was destroyed. Then he had the day he started the dragon hunting. Psychological preparation.

In his capacity, he can enjoy the glory and wealth of a lifetime in the human kingdom. He is the greatest deterrent if he only exists, but he only chooses the most profitable and most dangerous path of dragon hunting.

The original dragon hunting did not have any special reason, just for revenge, for the revenge of a parent and siblings swallowed by a dragon beast, and for the hometown that was destroyed by the trampling of evil dragons, just that's all.

"I've killed enough dragons." The body was exploded by black snakes cut into sections, turned into a mist, and then exposed the dragon hunter, and then looked up and stepped on the top of the crystal dragon head. Looking down at Muria.

"But I'm still not satisfied! I haven't killed enough dragons yet." The dragon hunter who had been twisted in the lonely dragon hunting journey long ago looked at Muria with a twisted smile on his face. Like a ghost.

Then the hemorrhage that had gradually extinguished on him burned again, but it seemed to be inadequate. Then a new force soon merged into this flame. In fact, his vitality burned with the **** blood, Suddenly it became somewhat transparent, and the blood in it gradually faded and became somewhat transparent.

"Burning the soul, but what's the use of it? It's just dying."

"What's the use?" The smile on the dragon hunter's face became more weird, and then he was a little embarrassed, his body seemed a bit illusive, "I can leave a trace on your dragon celebrity, let you remember me This insignificant human ant. "

In this fierce voice, the dragon hunter's body completely disappeared, and turned into a black thorn with a length of less than one meter. This black had just formed, and hurriedly shot at Muria's eyebrow, with the misfortune of the same result. Definitely imposing.

"Boring." Muria snatched the black thorn in his hand, his hand trembling with thunder, and then he held the black thorn blandly, and a violent corrosion sounded, Muria's palm Countless black smoke emanated from the gap. This black thorn violently conflicted with the thunder in the hands of Muria. Then the size of the black thorn became smaller and smaller, and eventually became nothingness.

"It's too weak, leaving no traces on me." Muria spread her palms, her fingers were red and her skin was fair and tender, without any traces.

"Unfortunately, I still want to torture him with the set of dragons, so that he can experience it for himself, it is really dead, it is really cheap for him."

"You can try it at other dragon-slayers ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Hear Muria, the crystal Gulong at his feet advised," It is best to let those dragon-slayers die in endless suffering. . "

"Can you stand up?" Muria didn't seem to have any emotion in her eyes, and looked at the white dragon with ecstasy in her eyes. "The guy just seemed to torture you in a lot of ways. Did you remember it? ? "

"My body has all been written down, respectable lord," Bai Long's face showed the color of hatred, pulling scales, chopping skins, cramps, and deboning ... It has experienced the Dragon's most painful criminal law once.

"If I let you apply all of your criminal laws to humans, do you have that ability?" Muria asked.

"Yes," Bai Long replied sternly. He probably guessed why these two powerful dragons came from here. This is their dragon's counterattack on the dragon hunters.

"Then follow me!" Muria reached out with a wave, and took the two dragons out of the snowy mountain, and tracked in the direction of the other dragon hunters he knew. His duty this time was to clean up. Those human legends who are purely fond of dragon slaughtering have solved them.