Super Dragon Evolution: 153 Promoted to Level 3 Flying Crocodile [Five Changes]

In the suburbs of Chang'an City, Fang's Animal Husbandry, around No. 2 and No. 3 pigpens.

The security guards stared nervously at the night sky, keeping an eye on the movement in the surrounding sky.

"The flock of eagles that stole all the pigs in Shed No. 1 should be the murderous eagles in the zoo, right?"

"It should be."

The two security guards were talking quietly.

"Then if they continue to come tonight..."

"Don’t worry, tonight our security guards are equipped with anesthesia guns, and even if they come again, we only need to withdraw into the office building. Then they will only be passively beaten. And pigs 2 and 3 There are power grids around the shed. They come again, and they are completely self-catching."

"Well, listen to you."

When all the security guards heard this, they were relieved.

As everyone knows, Wen Zilong at this time has already quietly entered the inside of pig shed 2.

Bite a pig on the leg, then quietly hide in the corner.

After no pigs reacted, he continued to bite the next pig.

All the 15 pigs in the entire pigpen were bitten. Five minutes later, all the pigs were poisoned to death.

Wen Zilong began to gobble up.

This is the last time I have been in this farm, so I don't have any scruples, let go of eating.

This is the posture that foodies should have.

Half an hour later, Wen Zilong had already swallowed five pigs.

He ate so much that his mouth and face were covered with blood, and he looked like a blood jade crocodile just carved.

At first, I was careful to avoid the bones to avoid the sound of bone biting from going outside.

But now, he has eaten like a drink.

It doesn't matter that much.

I bite my bones and creaked, like eating broad beans.

Crack and crisp.

Outside the pig shed, a security guard asked a little puzzled: "What sound?"

"It sounds like the sound of eating broad beans. Fatty, have you eaten broad beans again?"

The fat security guard was a little aggrieved: "No."

"I heard this sound as if it was from a pig shed."

When the security guard said so, the other security guards were taken aback.

"Go in and have a look!"

The security guard headed toward the inside while talking.

Other security guards also ran towards the entrance of the pig shed.

"Be careful not to touch the grid."

The headed security guard reminded, opened the cotton curtain and got in.

At the same time, in Wen Zilong's mind, the progress bar of the amount of meat has reached 100 tons.

The progress bar began to glow silver.

The system interface pops up and a line of writing appears:

【100 tons of meat, it can be used to upgrade the form of the golden **** or the flying crocodile form. Note: The golden **** form, which consumes 50 tons of meat, can be upgraded to level 4; the flying crocodile form, which consumes 100 tons of meat, can be upgraded to level 3. 】

Wen Zilong was overjoyed and said: "Upgrade the flying crocodile form."

This is something he has considered for a long time.

At present, the defensive power and offensive power of the flying crocodile are much stronger than the golden eagle form.

And the most important thing is that in the flying crocodile form, the food is very large.

After reaching level 3, the appetite will inevitably be greater, and then it will be much easier to get the meat of the golden eagle.

As soon as Wen Zilong's voice fell, three groups of fireworks rose on the system interface.

Boom bang bang——

Next, in the midst of the rain, four gleaming silver writings appeared.

[Congratulations on upgrading! 】

With the display of these four handwritings, Wen Zilong's body shape began to change rapidly.

Inside the body, the bones began to make a clicking sound.

The figure grows quickly.

From the original half a meter to a meter long.

The scales on his body are thicker, bigger and harder than before.

According to Wen Zilong's estimation, although the scales are still unable to withstand the attack of bullets, they will not be scattered with a single shot.

At least two shots are required to penetrate his scales.

The strongest thing is the scales on his pair of fleshy wings. I'm afraid it takes five shots to penetrate.

Of course, this also depends on the power of the gun.

If he came across an anti-material sniper rifle, he would still be bombarded with meat in minutes.

As his body grows longer, his limbs become stronger.

In a huge mouth, the teeth are sharper.

The bite force is even more amazing.

Wen Zilong tried to bite the brick wall next to him.

Crack--

The red brick wall was bitten by him directly.

Wen Zilong was overjoyed.

He used to have a strong bite force and can crush bricks, but it is still too difficult for him to bite the 20 cm thick brick wall directly into the gap.

But now the bite force is already so strong, awesome.

While sighing, Wen Zilong habitually vomited another sentence: a crocodile was so idle that he was holding a brick wall and chewing, mdzz.

Just as he complained in his heart, the light in the pig shed was suddenly turned on.

Next, messy footsteps came from the direction of the door.

Wen Zilong's heart moved slightly.

It's also time to leave.

Thinking of this, he lifted the cover and went into the sewer again.

When he closed the manhole cover, the security guards had already arrived in front of the pigpen.

"My grass!"

"Nima!"

"What...what's going on?"

Several security guards suddenly screamed.

The scene before them made them all startled in a cold sweat.

I saw broken limbs scattered all over the pigpen.

Blood flows down the small hole under the manhole cover.

Half a pig's head, staring at them with horrified eyes.

"Hurry...call someone, call someone... let the Tibetan mastiff out..."

Those people exclaimed.

Wen Zilong's heart shuddered when he heard this call.

Without time to think about it, he rushed to the well behind the previous office building.

He didn't go up immediately.

After all, being cautious or timid is his usual style of behavior.

Look around with Thermal 2.0 first.

I saw a mess in the pig shed, but behind the office building, it was as quiet as a virgin.

Only Wen Zilong quietly opened the manhole cover and crawled down lightly.

However, when he turned his head, he found a big guy one meter tall, squatting behind him.

There was a threatening growl in the throat: "Snoring—"

Wen Zilong was taken aback.

It's not that he is too scared of this big guy.

But in the middle of the night, this guy stood silently behind him, his eyes reflecting the blue moonlight.

Is this **** going to make a horror movie?

Look at this big guy again at this time, about one meter two in length.

The lips are opened, and the teeth are sticking out.

The flesh on his nose was wrinkled, which reminded Wen Zilong of the ravines on the Loess Plateau.

Total up and down, there is endless mighty and majestic.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but think of the man with horses.

Damn, Tibetan mastiff.

You don't **** sing rock and roll, come here to **** at the pig farm.