The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 218: The Dying Dragon (Part 1)

The moment when the internal affairs ambassador opened the Dragon's Back door, Qianzong committed suicide, and Shadowzong drove his family to the battlefield. It was when the Dragon Army, Tulongzong and Shadowzong "Prison Dragon" troops were destroyed. A storm-like attack completely submerged the giant monster Xingtian. From Jonah’s perspective, only one burst of explosions like fireworks bloomed, and the dust covered the sun. The giant monster seemed to have no strength to fight back, "Flee!" "But the astrologer still yelled. From the "eyes of the heart" of Sila Fauna, he could clearly see the terrifying outline of the black giant. The thick black matter transformed from resentment was constantly distorted in the explosion, but a little bit. Never disperse, the attack never caused any damage to the monster,

Ten minutes later, the firepower of the Long Family gradually weakened, and the smoke dissipated, revealing the devastated ground. The black and white wings behind Long Shiyue had disappeared. He took off his helmet, and his sweaty hair scattered. Putting it on the cheek, wheezing and gasping in the mouth, "Yuhou..." The next few members of the Dragon Army gathered around, "The monster has been wiped out. We should follow the order of the Presbyterian Church and continue to break through to the west. I'm afraid that the lingering Jin Ge cavalry will harass again."

"I can't see clearly yet, wait a minute, wait a minute..." Long Shiyue wiped away the sweat on his face with a black cloak, staring at the front, the dust and smoke in front of him had not subsided, and he couldn't see it for a while. How about Qing Zhan Guo,

On the west wall of the damaged mansion, Long Shiyu's complexion became frosty and pale, and even his lips lost his blood. "Hey hey..." He suddenly laughed, "No matter what you are. Gods, monsters, monsters, demons, it is impossible to leave the whole corpse under the Dragon Prison Secret Art... After this battle, the Shadow Sect had to give me the title of first-class propaganda envoy, hehe hehe...cough Cough..." He coughed violently, and black **** plasma spewed out of his mouth. This thin and pale young man poured a large amount of pill from the gourd around his waist and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it up with his teeth, together with the dirty blood. Swallow your belly gulpingly,

The upper part of the city and the lower part of the city suddenly fell into silence. After Qin's troops did not know where to hide, everyone on the battlefield stared at the gray mist, "Where is Shenqin." An elder suddenly spoke for a few seconds. Later, a black-clothed woman with short hair and a tall figure appeared behind him, bowed on one knee and saluted, with a sonorous voice: "Long Shenqin, the deputy guerrilla commander of the Youxian Army of the Control Crane Mansion, joins."

"The main force of the Youxian Army hasn't come back yet." The elder said,

"There are only nine members of the Youxian Army within the contact area. A recall order has been issued, but no one has returned to the Control Crane Mansion to report. My lord can't be contacted for the time being." Long Shenqin reported back quickly, lowering his head,

"I see." The elder waved his hand, "Blow away the dust and smoke under the city, your bloodline power should be able to do it."

"Shenqin understands." The short-haired woman disappeared without a trace,

I saw a black shadow ejecting several times on the city wall, suddenly jumped out of the crenellation, opened his arms and fell down. Long Shenqin's bloodline ability is called "Wind God", and he is born with a very high affinity for wind magic elements. Jumping between tall pavilions, never afraid of falling, because the wind would hold up the girl’s body like a pair of big hands. She flew over the dragon’s back when she was ten years old, and was selected by the Crane Mansion to join the Youxian Army. Practicing the Nine Laws of the Dragon Family, the "Scythe Dragon", as a type of wind spell, the power of the wind **** doubles the attack power of the Sickle Dragon. Even in the Youxian Army where the strong are born, Long Shenqin is also the strongest among the group. One of,

The wind whistling past her ears, Long Shenqin took a deep breath, and the downward trend suddenly slowed down, "Scythe Dragon Secret Art·Gust suddenly." Her hands were wrong, and she brought it up between her fingers. The sharp wind swept through the air like two huge sickles, "cracking..." The two wind blades of staggered directions collided in the air, burst, and entangled each other, and then turned into a propeller-like hurricane, "Woo... "The gust of wind swept across the battlefield, blowing away the dark fog, and the eyes became clearer,

"Kara." An elder missed his hand and crushed the token in the palm of his hand. The fragment pierced his palm and shed blood without knowing it.

Long Shiyu on the city and Long Shiyue under the city were both stunned.

The headless humanoid monster is crawling on the ground, playing with a broken vapour dragon with great interest. The cavity caused by numerous explosions in his body is quickly being filled with black tentacles, the fog dissipated, and the monster was immediately thrown away. The toy in his hand stood up abruptly like annoyed others disturbing his playing time. This station, covering the sky, seemed to be taller than before, standing straight and taller than the towering outer wall of Long's house, "Boom." Bricks splashed, and a huge black palm was placed on the wall, "Boom, boom." After only two steps, the giant monster got close to the wall. Every step caused the earth to shake violently, and a headless neck suddenly opened. In the huge hole, countless tentacles danced fiercely in it, "Ah ah ah ah..." Long Shenqin was swallowed by the giant monster's tentacles before he could react, and there was no sound in a moment.

Long Shiyu was dumbfounded, sweat dripping from his pale face, blood mixed with medicine **** spilled from the corner of his mouth, he could not move, he could not move, the whole world was shrouded in a huge shadow, a giant without a head Guai leaned down slightly and stared at the tiny human on the wall with his non-existent eyes. Long Shiyu's entire vision was filled with ink-like thick, foul-smelling, curly, wailing black tentacles, "Hey, Hehe..." He shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "Monster, monster... I haven't seen what I really look like. If there is another time, I must kill you, kill you severely, open my stomach and cramp. ......" Long Shiyu murmured a weird smile while vomiting blood,

"Yuhou."

Under the city, Long Shiyue recovered from the utter horror, gritted his teeth, drew his long sword and rushed towards the monster, his footsteps were vain, and the "sky" had already consumed his body's strength. Now there is only a tiny bit of faith and an impulse to turn fear into strength in this empty body, "Don't come here, go west." With a loud cry, Long Shiyue raised his sword and rushed towards the monster high into the clouds. , He can’t stop, he can’t stop, because he is afraid that once the pace slows down, this little courage will be eaten away by a huge sense of fear,

The dragon capture army charged with the dragon eclipse moon, the last dragon of the Tulongzong spit out green fire to the enemy, the shadowzong "prison dragon" unit shot out countless white light cords, the "sickle dragon" team waved the wind blade, internal affairs The government’s internal affairs ambassador, the shadow sect’s foreign affairs ambassador, the Xingtang, and all the remaining combat power of the Long Family, all the youth, youth, middle-aged and old who can pick up the sword, all the forces that the elders can convene to attack at this moment, this Back, the giant monster "Xing Tian" seemed to have lost his interest in playing and chose to fight back. Numerous dark tentacles suddenly began to grow rapidly around him. In a flash, he swallowed countless dragon family heirs. Any attack would face the thick black matter. Return in no avail, and with a light touch of the tentacles, the souls of the living can be sucked into the bottomless body of the giant, "buzz..." The monster larger than the mountains turned into a monster with countless whiskers. "Crackling..." The tentacles whipped the city wall, and the shaky western wall shattered, shook, and collapsed.

Long Shiyue’s long sword chopped off a few tentacles, and the blade plunged into the monster’s body, unable to pull it out anymore. Yu Hou captured the dragon army’s feathers and raised his young head, shouting angrily:" Come to fight, you coward, won't you look at me in the end, ah ah ah... go to death, go to death." He screamed and clenched his fists, his back spread out the broken black and white wings in vain, and burned to the end. A trace of power, even burning this body, "Rumbled Rumble..." "The sky" appeared again, the bloodline force triggered a series of explosions of steel wind and iron thunder, but this tragic blow was only caused at the ankle of the giant monster. Small scars, countless tentacles shot from all directions, drowning the unyielding man in the blink of an eye,

"Hehehe, come and eat me, poison you, poison you..." Long Shiyu turned his miserable green dagger and pierced into his abdominal cavity, and bright green lines immediately appeared around the wound. This gave the dying youth a mocking smile again, and then countless tentacles flooded the city wall, swallowing him and the dozens of shadow sect children around him,

The cry of killing was weak, and the light of the explosion subsided quickly. There were only countless moaning black tentacles and a crumbling wall between the sky and the earth. On the southern wall, the four elders witnessed everything, the oldest The elder turned his head and calmly said to Chuan Ren: "Let Shadowzong sound the horn, five times,...no, six times."

The other three elders silently accepted the offer, and they opened their icy blue eyes and sent a message to the shadow children who have guarded the brass horn for generations. The seal was opened, the horn blew, and the Qianzong ushered in the only glory. At the moment of liberation, the Long Family destroyed the high wall that had been closed for 1,400 years, and extended the last sharp minions to the invincible enemy.

"Go." The oldest elder said, "I didn't expect to use force. I had known this day. I had dinner every day. When it was not time to discuss matters, I would put down the folds and move my muscles and bones in the small courtyard. How good it should be." As soon as the voice fell, his crutch stretched out two blades, his rickety figure turned into a ray of black light and shot towards the distant monster, and the three elders nearby looked at each other, "I I almost forgot how to activate the power of blood, how many years have been." One person said,

"Don't let the Jingzhe ancestor and the master grandfather read jokes." The other said,

"If the contemporary Patriarch is here... that traitor is the most capable person in the Long Family. It's a pity, a pity." The last one said,

The three old men stomped and jumped to the enemy,

Six horns blew, and the family members rushed out of the dragon's back. Jona saw everything in the crypt, his body stiffened, and he murmured: "Asai, Xiaolong, where are you...Run away." /