Fantasy creatures on the mainland are rare.

The birth of fantasy creatures can theoretically be achieved through the perfect projection of dream builders above the level. The rules of the plane itself do not support the existence of such creatures.

The defects of the dream builder themselves are destined to be difficult for fantasy creatures to reproduce - because once the dream builder dies, the dreams related to them will be destroyed one after another. Only masters who are above the master level and above who perfectly solidify their own laws and even merge with the real plane can keep the fantasy creatures in the world forever.

There are not many such masters. At least the dream builders see that the gates of the master level are still in the past few hundred years. The past fantasy species are basically the power of religion, but the creations of light and darkness are basically staying in their own kingdom of gods. For example, the dragon clan, are all products of religious chaos.

The legends of dragons are rich and colorful, but their number is very rare, because the legendary dragon clan is all a local tyrant, and he is guilty of possessing a treasure. No matter how powerful the fantasy creatures are, they cannot stop the journey of thousands of brave people to seek wealth. Not only can the three or two gold nuggets that have been accumulated, but they are often too poor and skinned by the angry brave people, and they will die without a complete body.

The dragon clan has a natural hatred between humans, but unfortunately these fantasy species invented and created by humans can never beat their masters.

Most fantasy species like the dragon clan hide in the southern swamp. This swamp is recognized as a garbage dump on the mainland and is also the villain commonly known as the evildoer. No matter how big the sins are committed, the southern swamp will never blame you once you hide. The same is true for fantasy species. For thousands of years, the southern swamp has housed too many silk fantasy species like the dragon clan, but no one would have thought that a group of silk actually brewed a huge counterattack in the swamp.

Wang Wu was not surprised to see the gray dragon. He was surprised to see it. He traveled thousands of miles south just to find this pile of goods?

"Tsk, Chaos' lackey."

The gray dragon landed on the swamp, and two amber eyes were suspiciously circling back and forth on Wang Wu and the Dark God.

It was very strange. Just now, I only felt the breath of one of them, but why are there two of them now?

However, the hunger in his belly made him temporarily forget his doubts. Especially the shorter girl exuded a sweet smell that made him crazy.

There has never been such a delicacy in the swamp. It just tried to chase it, but she ran very fast. If it weren't for its rich experience as a predator, it would have let her run away long ago.

The gray dragon rushed forward, and its wide wings stretched out to cover the sky and the sun. Wang Wu frowned and protected the Dark God behind him, and then projected thousands of dark daggers and shot at the gray dragon like a rain curtain.

Wang Wu is confident that every dagger has its own peak stab at a few years ago. Even if the dragon scales are as strong as steel, they have to penetrate a transparent hole. What's more, this kind of dagger is transformed by dark divine power, not only physical damage.

However, such awesome dagger fell on the gray dragon but couldn't even a circle of ripples.

The gray dragon ignored everything and bit it, and Wang Wu moved his feet and dodged with the Dark God.

However, when the foot fell to the ground, the right hand was empty.

Wang Wu glanced at his right half of his body, which was shoulder-length and he smiled.

He saw it clearly just now. His dodge was absolutely effective. The sharp teeth of the gray dragon did not touch him. What he encountered was the storm of wind it brought when it passed by. However, such a gust of wind had invincible lethality.

"Just tell you, this is not an ordinary lizard."

The Dark God was still scared. If Wang Wu hadn't hugged her with his left hand just now, he would have been lying down now!

"This guy is a believer of the God of Chaos and has been polluted by the power of Chaos. This power has no effect on ordinary things, but... it has the effect of killing divine power."

The Chaos God Guru gradually grew by eating the remains of the gods like a ghoul. Chaos’s original intention is also a collection of contradictions and disorders of human beliefs. Such as the Dark God, the most delicious delicacy in the eyes of Chaos creatures. Wang Wu, who now inherits the Dark Throne, is a real Dark God. The body composition of his body is no longer a fleshy mortal, but he is restrained by the Chaos breath, and is gently swept by it and takes away a whole arm.

Of course, Wang Wu himself didn't care much about such injuries. He frowned and his right hand grew back, and his sleeves were neatly repaired.

The next moment, he put down the little girl in his arms, pulled out the dagger from his waist, rushed behind the gray dragon with a little under his feet, and aimed at the gray dragon's strong thigh and slashed horizontally. With a crisp clang, the dagger actually broke from it!

The scales of the dragon clan were stronger than he expected. Wang Wu used his real ability to use the golden fingers to break the defense, and his brows frowned again.

When he turned around, the Dark God had recovered some of his vitality, and then ran away without a trace without any loyalty.

The gray dragon raised his head and looked around, and his thick nostrils kept emitting white air. It was looking for the little girl's figure, and the cooked duck flew away from his mouth, which felt really bad.

Fortunately, there is a replacement.

The gray dragon looked down at Wang Wu. It didn't know how many miracles the boy in front of him had created, nor did it know that he was already a powerful man of all ages. It just thought that this guy smelled more delicious than the little girl just now.

Especially after eating one of his hands, the intoxicating sweetness gradually appeared between his mouth.

The gray dragon roared and turned around to swallow Wang Wu in one mouthful, but before he could open his mouth, a huge rock flying across it was placed on its stupid face.

The stone is twice as big as the dragon head. Although it is not as hard as the dragon scale, it still has unparalleled destructive power when it comes to slapping on the face with powerful energy.

The dragon screamed, and several broken teeth spurted out of its mouth. The slender neck made a series of crisp sounds. The whole body fell to the side and planted in the swamp.

"Wang Wu, what is this?"

The one who flew over the huge rock was naturally Yinshuang. The girl had a combat intuition that was not inferior to Wang Wu. Although she came a little late, she keenly realized that the gray dragon was not the kind of opponent suitable for melee combat, and the dream projection was difficult to work.

So she carried a hill and smashed it out.

"The hybrid of the Chaos God...is exclusive to overcome divine power."

Yin Shuang snorted, as if she was a little dissatisfied. The next moment, the holy light lit up at her fingertips. The divine power symbolizing all the good wishes of mankind turned into a long sword and slashed from the sky.

The power of a sword is enough to destroy the city, but the sword light fell on the gray dragon, making only a sharp and sharp sound. The white gold light was like a wave hitting a reef, rubbing constantly on the surface of the gray dragon scales.

Bang!

The scales exploded, and the gray blood splattered, but the lightsaber disappeared, and the gray dragon was only injured, not seriously injured.

The slash with the power of destroying the city was unable to stop, Yinshuang gently lowered her head, feeling a little silent.

The gray dragon is not that strong, but the essence of chaos restrains divine power beyond expectations.

This is not the essence of the Chaos God, but a minion who believes in Chaos - perhaps he can be considered a strong minion - the Chaos constitution has such a strong effect. If you encounter the Chaos God... is your current strength qualified to spend the last round in front of it?

"I have some doubts..." Yinshuang said slowly, "Take the path of the gods, I have indeed achieved the greatest power improvement in a short period of time, but is this improvement really meaningful?"

If it weren't for divine power, but for ordinary dream-building projections, the gray dragon would never have shown such high resistance.

Wang Wu pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, "If you say this, there is indeed this problem. Why don't Yinshuang, you should destroy your martial arts first?"

Yin Shuang glanced at Wang Wu: "Are you so jealous of my ability higher than you?"

"...My girl, you are too confident. To be honest, after seeing your performance just now, I am not worried about the problem of being weak in your husband's lineup."

Wang Wu said, "Although in terms of quantity, your divine resources are richer than me, now millions of believers in the Holy Empire are praying for you, and your understanding of the kingdom of God is above me. However, the size of this scale is meaningless. Compared with the scale, no one of us can compare to Gulu who has brought down all the gods."

"So you have to work hard on quality."

As the two of them spoke, the gray dragon had slowly climbed up, and was injured one after another, allowing it to experience the power of the enemy, but the ferocious beast was actually aroused by fierceness.

So what if it is powerful? In the southern swamp, this delicious prey is really rare. Just relying on the tributes given to it by the coolies under his usual daily life, it can only fill its stomach but not satisfy its appetite.

And for the gray dragon, nothing is more important than appetite.

The gray dragon stood up and charged forward in a more violent manner, like a gray arrow.

Yinshuang frowned and began to search for a huge enough rock that was big enough, but could not find it.

Wang Wuze chuckled and stretched out his hand, and a bloody light burst out from his fingertips.

Under the light, the gray dragon fell to the ground with a buzz, as if it was crushed by an invisible mountain. Its body was shaking slightly, and the dragon head kept swaying, and a gurgling roar was squeezed out from its mouth.

It really couldn't figure out what was going on?

Not only did the gray dragon not understand, but Yin Shuang was also a little confused: the resistance of the gray dragon's divine power has been verified. What method did Wang Wu use to restrain the gray dragon from such a death?

Wang Wu withdrew his finger and explained to Yinshuang: "It's very simple, because the opponent is a dragon clan."

"Then?"

"In legend, the dragon clan often has some vassals, or coolies. These coolies provide the dragon clan with basic living conditions. Otherwise, with the inertia of those lizards, they will definitely starve themselves to death and refuse to hunt."

Yinshuang nodded: "It makes sense, then what?"

"Driving coolie, this behavior is very serious exploitation."

Wang Wu said, his expression gradually became serious: "And my mission as a revolutionary is to eliminate exploitation. No matter whether the dragon is black or gray, what kind of origin and background he has, within my law, he is the object of being destroyed."

Finally, the red light lit up again, and the gray dragon was ignited by the red light in his howling, turning into dry bones bit by bit.

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