The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 57: Despicable Dragon

　　 was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the third floor. For some reason, Zhang Ye became more and more disturbed.

　　 "Ling'er, you and everyone go first." Zhang Ye suddenly stood up from the back of the cow, his voice serious.

　　 "Zhang Ye, let's go together." Han Linger clutched Zhang Ye's cuff. Although she didn't know what happened, she felt Zhang Ye's solemnity.

　　 "Boss Zhang, what's the matter, do you need our help?" The Lingtai monk also felt that something went wrong.

　　 "It's nothing, I just think it's a pity not to pick up the blood **** monk's universe bag." Zhang Ye pretended to be relaxed.

　　 Brother Lingtai heaved a sigh of relief, and then smiled. Zhang Ye is still the same Zhang Ye.

　　 But Han Linger always felt something was wrong: "Zhang Ye, I will go with you."

　　 "No need to go, everyone has a share." Zhang Ye joked, and before Han Linger could say anything, Zhang Ye ordered: "Huang Dou, you are responsible for supervision. If anyone dares to stay in the magical barrier, I can only You are asking!"

　　 "Yes, Boss Zhang!"

　　 With Huang Dou's assurance, Zhang Ye resolutely jumped off the bull's back. In fact, Zhang Ye insisted on separating from the Lingtai monk because he felt that something was catching up. If he stayed with Han Ling'er again, it would definitely harm them.

　　 But Zhang Ye hadn't stood still, the whole ground cracked open, and a huge coiled dragon drilled out of the ground. Its borderless body surrounded the circle for several miles and kept shrinking.

　　 Zhang Ye's heart shook, and the dragon really caught up!

　　 The giant cow soldier beast couldn't stop, and hit the giant dragon with his head fainted, and the monk at the platform also fell to the ground in a hurry.

　　 Zhang Ye saw this and hurried over.

　　 "Boss Zhang, what...what is this!" The monks had no time to cry out, and when they saw the sudden appearance of the behemoth, they were all right.

　　 "The dragon on the seventh floor." Zhang Ye lifted up Han Ling'er with a grim expression.

　　 "Dragon?" Hearing this word, the monks were frightened.

　　Han Ling'er also had a pale face, but she quickly reacted: "Zhang Ye, you just want to take it away when you leave?"

　　Han Ling'er is as smart as ever, knowing that it is this dragon that Zhang Ye is afraid of.

　　 Zhang Ye said bitterly: "It came at me, but I didn’t expect it would still implicate you."

　　Han Ling'er looked at Zhang Ye for a while, she didn’t ask the reason, Yinfang bit her, and shouted: "Finalize, protect Zhang Ye!"

　　The Lingtai monks recovered, immediately drew out their swords, formed a sword formation with Han Linger, and protected Zhang Ye among them.

　　At this moment, everyone did not blame Zhang Ye for causing the disaster, but did everything possible to protect him, which made Zhang Ye particularly moved.

　　 At this moment, a huge dragon head slowly rose up, like the master of the world, looking at the ant-like Zhang Ye and his party indifferently.

The moment 　　 was stared at by the dragon, the monks had no fighting spirit left. Even if they tried their best, they couldn’t even hurt a single scale of the dragon...

　　 The monks felt that their hands were weak, and the flying sword fell to the ground. Han Linger couldn't bear the dragon's prestige, but persisted with perseverance, and scolded: "Pick up the sword and fight it!"

　　 Zhang Ye pulled Han Linger over: "Don't be impulsive, I'll try it."

　　 Zhang Ye held a local tyrant sword, soaring into the sky.

　　 Normally, the beasts of soldiers are transparent in Zhang Ye's eyes, and the body can be seen at a glance, but this giant dragon seems to have real flesh and blood, and Zhang Ye can't see what its body is at all, so , Zhang Ye was also not sure whether it would be effective in one blow like beheading an ordinary beast.

　　 The giant dragon just stared at Zhang Ye indifferently, without dodge, but Zhang Ye slashed on the dragon's head with all his strength, and with a loud noise, the invincible local tyrant's sword was forcibly broken. ...

　　 There was still a glimmer of hope for the monk at the Lingtai. He felt that Zhang Ye could smash the dragon like other beasts. He never thought that Zhang Ye's best flying sword would be broken first.

　　 The dragon was unscathed, and Zhang Yehu’s mouth was bleeding, but he didn’t believe in evil, so he took out a high-grade magic weapon again, slammed it on the dragon’s head, broke one, and Zhang Ye took out one, the dragon. He didn't move, he might feel a little itchy in the back, and sneezed, Zhang Ye was hit hard, like a meteorite, falling to the ground fiercely.

　　Han Ling'er and a group of people hurriedly picked up Zhang Ye, but they were so powerful that they were all knocked to the ground.

　　"Zhang Ye, are you okay?" Han Ling'er endured the pain, lifted Zhang Ye up, and quickly checked his injuries.

　　 "It's okay." Zhang Ye tried his best, but as soon as his voice fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

　　 "Is it all right?" Han Ling'er was frightened, and quickly took out a few healing pills and fed them to Zhang Ye.

　　 The giant dragon looked at Zhang Ye's embarrassment, grinning, and at first it just made a humming sound. When it came to the back, he laughed, and for a while, the wind blew up, flying sand and rocks.

　　 "Why are you smiling?" Zhang Ye was annoyed, and shouted angrily.

　　 "There will be such a weak soldier, it makes me laugh to death!" The dragon uttered a word, not only Zhang Ye understands it, but even the monk at the spiritual platform understands it, showing amazement.

　　 "Weak? Believe it or not, I took out the enchantment bead and killed you in the blink of an eye!" Zhang Ye didn't have any enchantment bead at all, and it was even possible that the enchantment bead was in the hands of the dragon, Zhang Ye said. Not only was it to scare away the dragon with a fluke, but also to verify whether the enchantment orb was really in the hands of the dragon.

　　 "It's rare that you still know about the enchantment beads." The dragon's voice mocked, it suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a black bead was suspended in the air, "Unfortunately, the enchantment beads are in my hand, you can bear me How?"

　　 Zhang Ye guessed right, the enchantment bead was stolen by the dragon, and he shouted: "You thief, quickly return the enchantment bead to me!"

　　Zhang Ye is only a half-soldier, plus the spiritual platform monks can only build a foundation and repair base, which poses no threat to the dragon, so the dragon is not in a hurry to kill them. Before the cat eats the mouse, it is enough to play around. taste.

　　"Steal? No, no, I didn't steal this enchantment pearl." The dragon denied it, and said triumphantly, "Accurately speaking, I killed the previous warlord and got the spoils of war!"

　　The warlord is the master of the magical enchantment, and the dragon killed the previous warlord. How terrifying is this strength?

　　The dragon may be bored in the magical barrier, or it may be its evil taste. Before Zhang Ye asked, it said by itself: "I remember a thousand years ago, there was an amazing and brilliant Young man, Yuan Ying pinnacle, much better than you, he has also been recognized by the magical enchantment..."

　　 "I don't know if his brain is convulsed or what happened. He came to the seventh floor and said he wanted to make friends with me..." The dragon laughed evilly, "So, my appearance and Wuyazi become My friend, while not paying attention, I ate him in one bite!"

　　 Hearing this, Han Linger angrily scolded: "Nonsense, Wuyazi is the last lord of my Lingtai sect. He has already risen to the sky, how can he be eaten by you?"

　　 "Oh, descendants of no cliff? Then you have to meet." The dragon looked strange, its body wriggled, its **** mouth opened, and a corpse was sent out.

　　 "Blood?" The monks of the spiritual platform exclaimed in exclamation.

　　 "I'm sorry, I got it wrong." The dragon smiled triumphantly, swallowed his blood, and opened his mouth again, with a golden skeleton sitting in its mouth.

　　 Everyone looked intently, and saw a jade medallion hanging from the waist of the golden skeleton, writing the four words Lingtai Wuya. The monks of Lingtai collapsed completely. They always thought that the former suzerain, who had ascended Juxia, did not expect to die In the mouth of the dragon.

　　The dragon swallowed the things in front of him again, and said, "Okay, that's the story of the food, are you ready to be eaten by me?"

　　 The things that the monk Lingtai had always believed in were overturned, like a walking dead, without any response. Only Zhang Ye could remain calm, thinking about countermeasures.

　　 "Wait a minute!" Zhang Ye glanced at Han Ling'er, and then said to the dragon, "Don't you want to deal with me, let them go, I will let you do it!"

　　Han Ling'er came back to his senses, holding Zhang Ye's hand tightly, and said anxiously: "Zhang Ye, we must walk together, or die together!"

　　 "You are gone, I can only deal with it." Zhang Ye said warmly.

　　 "Don't..." Han Ling'er didn't want Zhang Ye to take risks, tears in his eyes.

　　 "Wait, don't play the drama of bitter feelings this morning, shall I still agree to your terms?" The dragon laughed, "Besides, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

　　"Qualification? If I hide in the control center, you will never kill me for the rest of your life." Zhang Ye can freely go back and forth between the magic enchantment and the control center. He is determined to hide. This dragon really doesn’t take him. Method.

When the 　　 Dragon Eye Bead is turned, it is not the recognized master of the enchantment of the gods after all, and does not have enough control over the enchantment beads. Only by swallowing Zhang Ye, the heavenly chosen soldier, can he further control the enchantment beads~IndoMTL. com~ and then leave this prison.

　　The dragon pondered for a while, and said, "I promise your terms and let these people go, but I have to let me eat you first!" The dragon's eyes were full of evil.

　　 "No problem!" Zhang Ye agreed, and there was no gleam of conspiracy in his eyes.

　　 Han Ling'er burst into tears: "Zhang Ye, it's lying to you, don't do stupid things, if you have a way to live, don't worry about us..."

　　"Boss Zhang..." Huang Dou also whimpered.

　　 Zhang Ye felt a pain in his heart, but he couldn't explain, he just ordered: "Sister Ling'er, stop you!"

　　 Zhang Ye was generous and flew to the dragon’s mouth.

　　 "If you haven't bathed in three days, you will never die." Zhang Ye held his hands on his back, chatting and laughing.

　　 Han Ling'er wanted to bring Zhang Ye back, but was stopped by the cultivators of the Lingtai, crying into tears.

　　The dragon looked at Zhang Ye in front of him, and then at the monk on the ground. It hesitated for a moment, opened its **** mouth, and was about to kill Zhang Ye.

　　 But before the dragon closed his mouth, Zhang Ye seemed a little impatient, so he slipped into the dragon's throat.

　　 "Huh?" The dragon closed his mouth, a little confused, even if he died, don't you need to be so anxious?

　　 Han Ling'er fainted directly, and the rest of the Lingtai monks were also in grief, shouting Zhang Ye's name.

　　The dragon smashed its mouth, and didn’t taste anything. Then, it looked at the monk at the spiritual platform: “Hey, this dragon is kind-hearted. Seeing you are so sad, I will show mercy to you and Zhang. Reunion!"

　　 "Despicable and shameless!"

　　 "I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go!"

　　The dragon didn't intend to keep the promise at all, and everyone was very bitter and cursing the dragon.

　　 In the chaos, Zhang Ye suddenly opened his eyes.