He opened his arms, as if he was embracing the world, and the invisible power spread, and the space in front of him suddenly shone brightly.

The light rays from far to near, and this world that only flashes with glimmers at specific locations is like being returned to the embrace of the sun, and the entire world seems to be being changed.

Xia Mi was shocked all over and looked at the scene with a shocked face, feeling extremely shocked and shocked.

This is Nibelung!

What's more, his belonging is the most noble Emperor of White.

No one has ever made great achievements to change the ownership of Nibelon roots, even the noble first generation.

The Dragon King, who has absolute control over the corresponding elements, cannot do it. At least as far as she knows, the complete God of Death Hela cannot do it.

Perhaps the emperor on the throne had done this, but it was not reference at all because it was meaningless.

perhaps......

Feeling the heavier elemental tide in front of him, an inexplicable light flashed in Xia Mi's eyes.

.............

The dragon was roaring, and its blue-gray scales contracted like an indestructible wall, with the fiery tongue licking Him, and the scales burned in the flames and cracked.

The dark heat waves rolled, and the whole world seemed to be swallowed by flames, and there was a red wave within the sight.

The dragon roared, and the words were filled with incredible and anger.

Why do kings still have such a submissive attitude when they are with despicable mixed races?

Yes, in the eyes of the dragon, he was puzzled by the behavior of the supreme king. He was obviously the supreme, but he walked with inferior species.

why is that!?

The dragon roared silently, He could no longer speak, His life was passing by, this is the ultimate of the god's words, who had killed another god.

Here is His descendants!

The dragon wanted to tear the four seemingly fragile bodies apart.

Only a few dozen meters away, for a huge dragon, it is even closer than a face-to-face distance.

But that close distance is indeed a distance that He will never reach.

The dazzling golden eyes lit up, and the pressure was like a wave, covering the sky and filling the whole world.

The dragon seemed to be shocked by this scene and was stunned.

In an instant, accompanied by a thunderous sound, a flashing sword light flashed and the dragon fell to the ground.

This sword accurately destroyed His consciousness.

The dragon's vitality remains, and the boundless wave of flames gathered together, condensed around the dragon.

The deep flames of the underground abyss climbed around the dragon. The dragon's body began to melt, and the red liquid flowed, like hot iron.

The invisible mold fixes the flowing form, the flowing "iron" fixes, and the cross-like dragons gather their wings and lie quietly in the void, as if they are sleeping, just like their destiny.

“Good harvest”

Ying Chen took the cross of the dragon bone, picked it up and chewed it into pieces, and turned into spots of light particles and merged into his body.

"Are you sure you can digest this way?"

"Can"

Xia Mi looked at this scene with a question mark.

You are now a mixed-race species, and you are not the Dragon King, how can you do this? Are you not afraid of indigestion in the middle of the night?

OK, really not.

Xia Mi pulled her head, as if she was in deep thought, thinking about why she couldn't just eat the keel cross like this.

Even I have to sit quietly and absorb it.

After thinking for a while, she finally chose to give up. The gap between dragons is sometimes even bigger than that between dragons and people.

Can't compare, can't compare.

"Okay, Xia Mi, don't stop suppressing the Internet. What a big deal, you have to learn to get used to it."

When Su Mei saw Xia Mi who was thinking again, she also came to persuade her.

After all, it’s good to be used to this kind of thing. I didn’t just meet him, so don’t make a fuss.

"You don't understand anything."

Xia Mi looked at the silly Su Mei and said helplessly.

Sometimes ignorance is really a kind of happiness. Don’t think about so much, don’t worry about so much, just live in the present moment.

"Okay, okay..."

Su Mei, who was idle, pulled Xia Mi to start chatting.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Bai Ling didn't care about what he had done just now, after all, these small operations were normal.

"First go to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River and take out the Seven Deadly Sins. I will re-exercise it to upgrade our combat weapons so that we will not be broken by touching it now."

Ying Chen threw away the broken disposable holy sword in his hand.

This thing is strong, but its durability is too low, so it only lasts for ten minutes to fight.

However, this is also the reason why it is strong. In order to squeeze it to the greatest extent, Ying Chen sets its characteristics to start self-destructive enhancement as soon as it is started.

The most urgent task now is to find a suitable weapon, and Ying Chen also missed the previous anger.

"Yeah, listen to my brother."

"Leave"

"Come"

"Wait for us!"

The space was broken, and several people appeared in a vast dense forest.

"Ha, it's a lot of gains."

Xia Mi stretched her body, as if she was lamenting their luck.

"It's just a bit troublesome to jump into the plane. I hope everyone is fine next time."

Ying Chen looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was not at all.

After leaving Nibelungen on Mount Fuji, they bought tickets and rushed back to their country after a day of rest (after digestion).

The middle of the way, Ying Chen began to kindly throw the seeds down the sea and made significant contributions to the greening of nature.

But there were unexpected situations in the world. When several people were flying back to China, Xia Mi suddenly sensed the existence of Nibelungen.

Because of eating a lot of White King's authority, Xia Mi's sensing ability has become much stronger.

So the few people naturally used the spirit of the word to create hallucinations and jumped directly into the plane.

Then, it was naturally the same process, forcing it into, killing it on the spot, killing the dragon and taking the bones.

When I thought of the Dragon Cross, I was overly excited and didn’t think about the funeral. Now I guess I have to run back.

"who!"

Ying Chen suddenly looked at the woods beside him. The rustling maple leaves fell under the evening breeze, but he felt a figure.

After just getting familiar with the energy that perceived the dragon clan's surging rivers, he actually ignored this tiny ant for a moment.

"Good evening, a few people"

It seemed that I didn't expect that I would be discovered. The figure in the dark was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and walked out openly.

It was an old man with silver hair, with this pair of vicissitudes and history, wearing a white shirt and a black vest.

Just like an old gentleman, but with his strong and upright figure, few people will regard him as an old man with no power.

“A very familiar style.”

Ying Chen said intimately.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Angers, and you probably know me too. I am the president of Cassel College."

Angers raised his hands high, as if he was harmless.

"Why did the principal of Kassel come back here?"

Ying Chen nodded. Whether as a time traveler or a hunter, he should know this man named Angers.

Kassel's principal, the legendary Dragon Slayer, may be able to enter Kassel Academy directly through him.

"Dragon Slaying"

When Anger saw the head of the "gang" in front of him, he smiled with a hearty smile, pointed to the body behind him and said.
To be continued...