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Chapter 322 Dragon Blood Creation

"No wonder the Parthenon is so popular. I heard that their blessings can double the power of the mage." Deng Le said while using Pili to kill the demons in seconds.

Deng Le used to think that the blessing system would only add some magic power, which should not be too exaggerated. But now Deng Le has changed his mind.

He now feels full of strength. He has to use a few thunderbolts to kill a yellow sand slime not long ago. Now, the thunderbolt Yaksha with range damage can be killed instantly.

Although the middle-level Pili Yasha is a second-level magic, its power is even more powerful than a single-body magic like Pili Boding. The most important thing is that they all felt Xingzi was particularly excited. In the past, they had to release a magic and deceive and coax it. Now with the support of Dragon Power, even Xingzi were thinking of releasing themselves and doing something.

Moreover, the dragon power filled their whole body with power, and the magic energy seemed to be exhausted.

Liang Ri leaned over and said, "Even the power of the summoned beast can be enhanced with great restoration. The blessing system is not that powerful."

"It's hard to say that the Parthenon does have their uniqueness. The super-level blessing magic should be comparable to this octave."

"How did that guy do it."

The others looked at Zhaohua after hearing this. They were originally located near the tavern, but later Zhaohua asked them to go to the octane entourage together. Then they just touched the octane entourage and saw that the octane entourage was originally emitting warmth, and the heat emitted a strange power.

It has made them more successful and killing demons easier.

However, this was not Zhaohua's credit, but Gu Suoyu's.

After Gu Suoyu came out of the summoning space, he told Zhaohua that the contract rune in his hand not only confirmed the identity of the game leader, but also opened the key to his base's auxiliary ability.

"You mean the other party's base is on the back of the dragon, in the Thirteen Yang Tomb?" Zhaohua asked Gu Suoyu.

Gu Suoyu shrugged and said, "I'm not sure, but it should be. Their ability is to control the dragon's body, but it lacks energy, so it's not so easy to control."

It is not difficult to guess that the other party also has a game leader.

Moreover, Zhaohua speculated that it was probably somewhere in the Thirteen Yang Tomb, and even the game was reopened for this reason.

Zhaohua looked at the game content and the three-dimensional map of the Thirteen Yang Tomb. It was possible to go to the Thirteen Yang Tomb. But the problem now is that he can't fly, and his current cultivation level has not reached the advanced level of the wind system.

The flying power of destroying the evil dragon cannot reach that high. Destroying the evil dragon is not a flying dragon. Its flying ability can only be able to fly with a little speed, but it cannot fly high, so it is impossible to destroy the evil dragon if it wants to fly to the clouds.

With a bang, Zhaohua turned around and Shancai smashed from the air with blood all over her body. Fortunately, she still had the consciousness and slowed down, otherwise she would fall into a meat paste.

"Healing Master, hurry up! It's Lord Shanshan Cai."

Due to the Dragon Power Buff, it has also become an emergency support place for Loulan Army mages. The healing mages are even more like fish in water here.

Zhaohua suddenly remembered that Shan Shancai was sent by Shan Shan Li Guan to Thirteen Yang Tomb to investigate the changes in the full moon night, and soon this happened.

Before Zhaohua could ask Shan Shancai, she ran over and said, "It's the woman named Mina in the United States, with dark words like contract engraved on her back."

Zhaohua frowned and asked, "Didn't she follow her?"

Shan Shancai said angrily: "I don't know, I guess I'm hiding where I'm hiding. Now I have to crack the game as soon as possible. She is planning the next attack, and I can't stop her."

Zhaohua was shocked and asked in confusion: "You can't even do anything?"

Shan Shancai shook her head and replied, "There is no way, she is sitting on a stone chair like a phantom, and she has no way to touch it."

"Maybe only you can touch her."

Zhaohua asked, "Which position is she?"

Shan Shancai pointed to the three-dimensional map on the computer and said, "The last area is in the 12th area. The game is what she drove again."

"Have you solved the puzzle?"

When Shan Shancai came back, the sound master had already told her about the details.

Zhaohua shook his head and said, "There is no way. There are too few clues now. It may take until the Thirteen Yang Tombs now. I always feel that there are fewer things in the game."

The clues are not enough now, that is to say, to complete the third victory condition, you must find clues by yourself and find some clues deliberately hidden by the game maker and the Dark King.

Ka, Shan Shancai stood up and said, "I can send you up."

Zhaohua glanced at her and said, "You cure your injury first, now we have some time."

Just as Zhaohua was thinking this way, the world suddenly changed. Everyone who was healing in the minaret was stunned and looked at the sky stiffly. The dragon just moved its claws slightly, the clouds were stirred, and a large number of thunder clouds gathered. This was power and strength.

Every word and action can change the world.

But what everyone did not expect was that the dragon's claws were aimed at its dragon body fiercely, and drops of blood as heavy as mountains fell from the dragon's claws.

Zhao Hua felt the energy of the blood and immediately said with a pale face: "Oh..."

Dong! The first drop of blood fell into the yellow sand, and the huge blood was like a hill.

However, when the dragon's blood stains the desert, the surrounding yellow sand is like a magnet absorbing iron sand, gathering madly on the dragon's blood. It is getting bigger and bigger, like a snowball.

But when everyone saw clearly what that was, even the shield and demon-slaying tools they were holding fell to the ground, and their faces were completely desperate.

Because blood eventually turned into a giant, the giant god of sand.

Even Li Guan of Shanshan couldn't help but feel that this was a joke. It turned out that the monarch demon who was struggling to death was just a drop of blood from the dragon.

It's exactly the same, even the same size.

However, the dragon cannot bleed infinitely. Thirteen, plus the original Sand God Warriors, there are ten, but let alone thirteen, even if there are only two, it is devastating.

Even through the rock wall, you can clearly see that thirteen huge black shadows outside the wall are moving towards this side.

“This is impossible.”

"Why did I encounter such a thing? I am a mid-level mage and can get the glory and wealth I want. Why should I come here?"

Zhaohua gritted his teeth and pulled Shan Shancai and said, "Let's go! Now take me to the dragon's back, that's the only way."

Shancai was stunned, looked at Zhaohua in front of him, came to his senses, and did not care about his injuries. The winged demon utensil behind him opened and grabbed Zhaohua's clothes and flew towards the giant dragon hidden in the clouds.
Chapter completed!
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