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Chapter 1797 Great Showdown(2/5)

In just one short month on weekdays, it is extremely long in Wang Lang.

There are all kinds of things to do every day.

The big black dragon still did not completely digest Zhu Jiuyin.

The members of the Antaka gather together every day and travel around under the leadership of Lei Huaer. Later, a group of people fell in love with hot pot. In the craziest days, all three meals a day were hot pot.

Later, six of them went to Linghe City to go to the Anorectal Hospital before they stopped.

A group of people never stopped eating junk food every day and wanted to settle here.

Time flies, and another half a month has passed.

The big black dragon has digested 90%.

News came from the Longmen that Zhang Minghao, who was the lazy person on weekdays, was the first to break through the realm of creation. Immediately afterwards, Huang Wang and Li Yan broke through the realm of creation one after another, and Zhou Lanfeng and Hu Die were just one step away.

The brothers and sisters all made great efforts. Each of them could break through before, but they did not make any breakthroughs. They only made breakthroughs one by one until now.

Four of the six Dragon Kings are now in the realm of creation, and their winning rate has been greatly improved.

Half a month later.

Linghe City, which was originally clear and clear, suddenly became dark clouds.

Everyone was unaware of it, so they looked up at the sky.

Wang Lang felt something was wrong in his heart.

There is a vague premonition.

He headed towards the hotel as fast as possible.

As expected.

Wang Lang just arrived.

I saw the hotel wall breaking, a ferocious huge head breaking out of the wall, and a long roar towards the sky.

The sound shocked everyone and everyone was in a daze, and many people looked at the figure fighting.

"Dragon! Dragon!"

Someone shouted loudly.

The big black dragon completely turned into a dragon after swallowing Zhu Jiuyin.

Moo!

An angry roar like thunder came from the black dragon's mouth.

The huge body broke through the wall and finally wrapped around the building.

Everyone below stared at him.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

roar!

The black dragon broke through the void and came towards Wang Lang, with a strong wind blew.

Lightning and thunder roaring in the sky.

Everyone fled in panic.

In the end, only Wang Lang, who was left in the crowd, stood alone and stood still.

Crack Crack Crack!

The floor at the soles of Wang Lang's feet began to freeze, and then it became farther and farther away. With the soles of Wang Lang's feet as the center, all ten meters in radius became ice sculptures.

The black dragon came in an instant.

Arrived in front of Wang Lang.

The ice sculpture melted instantly, and in a moment it turned into water and water vapor, and the mist was bright.

Wait until the fog is gone.

There was no one in the place.

"Look!" Someone pointed at the sky.

I saw a black dragon rolling among the clouds.

A man stood on the back of the black dragon, with his hands behind him, the best in the world, just like the overlord who examined the people.

The clouds rolled, and the black dragon held people into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

"Who is Lei! King? Is he really one of the Creation Gods?" The members of the Dark Thorn couldn't help but ask Lei Huaer after watching all the performances in amazement.

Lei Huaer smacked her lips and pushed her sunglasses.

"Damn it! I want to know too!"

In the sky, Wang Lang glanced below and found that no one was looking at it. He hurriedly sat on the back of the black dragon.

"Your uncle! Fly low! I'm scared!"

Wang Lang cursed.

It was like a roller coaster. The black dragon swooped down.

Finally landed on a mountain.

Wang Lang jumped off the back of the black dragon and sat on the ground.

"It's exciting!" Wang Lang grinned.

Lying on the ground, Wang Lang squinted his eyes and looked at the sky.

The black dragon plate is next to Wang Lang.

The big black dragon finally turned into a dragon, and Wang Lang finally let go of his worries.

However, the black dragon's skills seem to be infinitely close to the extreme realm, but they are not the extreme realm yet.

He felt a little relaxed, and Wang Lang fell asleep unknowingly.

When I woke up.

I found a person sitting next to me.

Song Buwen.

"Old Song? Why are you here?" Wang Lang rubbed his eyes.

"I have always been here." Song Buwen smiled gently.

Wang Lang turned his head and found five people standing next to him.

Five Elements Slave.

Song Buwen reached out and placed his hand on Wang Lang's shoulder.

"Wang Lang, do you still remember what I said to you?"

"Remember. What's wrong?"

""Bandits outside the territory are more cruel than wild dogs in their nests, so when you close the door and beat the dog, you can't have any trouble."

"I know this, you don't have to worry about it."

"If Dragon Slaughter has three clones, if three are combined into one, no one can do anything. You are not his opponent now."

"I have him." Wang Lang pointed at the black dragon.

Song Buwen shook his head.

"He can't participate in this unrest."

"Why?" Wang Lang couldn't help but ask.

"The reason why Dragon Slayer is called Dragon Slayer is because someone from his ancestors can use Dragon Slayer, which is also why Dragon Slayer wants to be the king. If you take him there, he will most likely die, but if you keep him, then when the thieves from the outside world attack, he will burst out with the greatest power." Song Buwen said softly.

Wang Lang didn't say a word, looking at Song Buwen.

Both of them were silent for a long time.

"So what happened to sir?" Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

Hahaha!

Song Buwen smiled and kept stroking her.

"If Huangfu Ji had not sent you abroad for ten years, your name as Wang Lang would have spread throughout the world."

"Don't seek fame to spread throughout the world." Wang Lang said softly.

"The only intelligence among your dragon gate is the Blue Dragon King Zhang Minghao. He should be a famous person in history." Song Buwen sighed softly.

Wang Lang didn't say anything.

Song Buwen shook his head and smiled.
To be continued...
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