After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

The silver-white dragon fell on the edge of the cliff, habitually tucking its two claws under its belly, with its wings tucked behind its back, and its right claw hanging slightly in the air to prevent the claws from touching the ground.

Shi An lowered his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the magic circle in front of him.

Red lines are painted on the dark ground, and a strange luster shines in a gray poisonous fog.

Now that he wants to quickly restore his strength, it seems that there is only this way.

But……

Would humans be so kind?

Shi Anke doesn't think so.

He lost his thoughts, and the dragon flame that he vomited by the way would be burned from the abyss that crossed below.

Watching the monsters quickly burned to ashes, Shi'an suddenly had a solution.

He flew to catch a few monsters and threw them in the center of the circle.

The moment the monster landed, the red light on the magic circle lit up.

The skeletal skin on the body swelled up after the strange squeak of the abyss, and exploded like a balloon with excessive internal pressure.

Shi An tried several times before finally grasping the time, and burned them just before they exploded.

Comparing to the magic power supply

He flapped his wings happily and was very satisfied with his wit.

However, the surrounding monsters were quickly used up.

It stands to reason that there will be a continuous abyss from the cracks in the abyss, but perhaps because there is an abyss dragon guarding the outside, even if Shi An has tried his best to contain his breath, But it still made the monsters that drilled out less and less.

Shi An looked at the magic circle below and thought for a few minutes, and finally decided to spread his wings and slowly fall next to the magic circle.

Judging from the magic power transmitted from the bodies of the burned monsters, there is a high probability that there is no major problem with this magic circle.

After all, Shi Anxian was really anxious.

Because... His treasure is still with the humans!

Not only in which volcano pit, and the mercenary snatched it, but also all his fortune that he has worked so hard to find since waking up-all have been left to the humans!

Thinking of this, Shi An couldn't help feeling very sad.

No need!

This one-night bankruptcy...he can't experience it for the second time!

Therefore, regardless of nothingness, he must go to the human beings as soon as possible to grab his treasure back! !

Shi An stood beside the magic circle, supported his body with his left paw, and then a small heart stepped a right paw in.

——The reason why he left his left paw outside is because he has an injury on his right paw, and it hurts to step on the ground.

The blood red halo lit up again in the circle.

The pure power of the abyss poured into the dragon's body, and the silver-white scales flowed in light, like moonlight shining in the dark night.

As time passed, a shallow layer of blood mist slowly awakened from the magic circle, rising up little by little, slowly climbing onto the dragon's body.

The moon was bloodied, and there was a strange and evil smell in the air.

Shi An felt a little sleepy.

This half-dream and half-awake feeling made him feel a little confused and at a loss, but it was difficult to resist, like being pulled by a dark and sticky swamp, and the speed of his thinking gradually slowed down.

He covered the golden red eyes of the dragon.

The pupil lost focus.

A bit of violent, bloodthirsty, and irrational red light rose in his eyes.

The black mist envelops the huge body of the dragon, just like a hurricane is brewing and roaring.

At this moment, the half-dry wound of his right paw opened again in the boiling elemental storm.

A drop of flame-like dragon blood slowly oozing out from the wound, condensed into a drop of round blood, and dropped to the ground with a click.

The blood fell on one of the lines on the circle.

"Zizi--"

At that moment, the hot flames contained in the blood drop evaporated, and the line with the weird red light broke.

The light in the circle suddenly dimmed.

Shi An's eyes shrank suddenly, and he suddenly woke up.

He jerked his paw outwards.

However, at this moment, the blood mist in the magic circle became like layers of silk threads, tightly wrapping around the dragon's claws, not allowing him to move away.

The dragon's pupils shrank into narrow gaps, and a trace of impatience flashed through the abyss-like eyes.

The power of the abyss rolled in uneasy in his body, and the desire to kill was burning in his chest.

And anger.

Strong anger.

These little tricks again.

The silver-white dragon raised its head, and a violent dragon roar burst through its throat.

The earthquake trembled.

The monsters of the abyss shivered under the powerful pressure released by the dragon, and tried their best to lie down and get close to the ground to escape the suppression and fear in the depths of this bloodline.

Control that only the weak need.

The strong only need destruction.

The dragon opened his mouth, and between the gaps in the silver-white breastplate, golden and red fires overflowed, like a certain complex and ancient pattern.

In the next second, dragon flames that did not converge vigorously spew out——

No matter what kind of battle he faced before, Lun Shian would subconsciously suppress the purity of his dragon flame.

But he was too angry this time.

Was forcibly awakened from a deep sleep by humans, all strength was lost, and treasures were missing.

Mankind not only steals, uses, and wastes his treasure, but also tries to murder, use, and manipulate him all the time.

This time even forced him to regain his true identity.

Before he even had time to make the humans he likes into a collection, he was forced to leave as much as he wanted.

And there is no way to continue enjoying the snack games and ice cream made by humans!

Furious! !

Not far away, Mu Heng seemed to perceive something and turned his head and looked towards the abyss.

Fire reflected in the blue eyes.

Flames swept across the world.

The dragon flame is mingled with golden threads, with the power of destroying the sky and the earth, galloping and roaring.

In front of that powerful destructive force, the magic circle on the scorched ground was instantly wiped out.

The flame was so violent, the rocks instantly melted into magma, all the water was vaporized, the air floated like a stirred ripple, the poisonous fog dissipated, and half of the sky was stained with blood red like hell.

The Eye of the Abyss persisted for a while.

Its pupils shrank and shuddered, as if it could really feel fear.

Five seconds later, a spider-web-like gap spread from its body, and then it was instantly turned into coke by the flames.

It seemed that a nuclear bomb was dropped from the center of the dragon.

Several acres were razed to the ground, even the abyss itself was no exception.

The steep wall of Yuanyao was destroyed, and all the abyss was turned into ashes before there was time to escape.

The shock wave like a hurricane spread to the surroundings, and no grass grows wherever it goes.

After I don't know how long, the flames gradually extinguished, and the light of raising the negative locusts competing in the world slowly disappeared.

The high temperature still fluctuates in the air.

In the scorched ruins, a huge rubble was exploded from below.

The silver-haired man stood up slowly holding the long sword in his hand.

He has never been so embarrassed.

Bright red and semi-coagulated blood dripped from his forehead, smearing the silver-white eyelashes, and he could barely open his eyes.

The clothes on his body had been burned to a disastrous appearance, and the flowing silver hair was also stained with ashes and dust, and the tip of his hair was burnt into an ugly black by the flame.

Mu Heng looked around.

He could hardly recognize where he was.

The poisonous fog in the abyss completely dissipated, and even the top of the steep peak that had existed was razed to the ground, leaving only the scorched ruins and rubble.

The top of his head is dark and dark, immersed in the night sky.

There is a dead wasteland in front of me, without any breath of life, and I will sleep for thousands of years without awakening.

But Mu Heng knew that the black-robed man was not dead.

If he is from the Mu family, then he will have the same resistance to dragon flames.

He was not killed, neither will the black-robed man.

But Mu Heng did not look for him.

——Because he still has more important things to do.

He used the power of a long sword to crawl out of the ruins and rubble with difficulty.

Mu Heng felt his internal organs feel a pain from the impact just now. Two or three ribs may have been broken, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his lips, which was quickly wiped off.

However, this did not slow down Mu Heng's pace.

Step by step, he walked in the direction of the wave of magical power.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and fire, the black sky above my head, and the endless wasteland below my feet.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally, Mu Heng came to the core place.

Here it is said that it has been hit by a small planet before.

Starting from the edge of a clear arc, the ground began to sink downwards, and what appeared in front of him was a deep pit with a depth of tens of meters and a radius of hundreds of meters. This is different from the outer edge. It is a ruin, only the deep burn marks on the ground.

Everything is black.

Only in the center of the pit, lies a slender white.

Clean, white and naked.

Mu Heng stood on the edge of the deep pit, a pair of cold eyes hidden under the semi-dry blood, extremely indifferent and extremely cruel, looking towards the direction.

The magical sword in his palm disappeared.

The man slowly and indifferently pressed the palm of his gloved hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At that moment, the long sword seemed to perceive something.

The sword qi is long.

Shi An was awakened by the sunlight falling on her face.

So bright.

The dazzling light fell on his eyelids, reflecting the thin eyelids pink.

He frowned, rolled over, and buried his head deeper.

Something seemed to be heard in the ear.

Far and fuzzy.

Shi An spent two seconds thinking, but he couldn't remember it.

But the only thing that is woken up is to be woken up. No matter how much you want to continue, you can't sleep anymore.

Shi An stretched lazily.

I always feel... I seem to have slept a long, long sleep.

There are many, many pictures in the dream, but they are all blurry, like shattered and mixed color blocks.

The shredded eyelashes trembled, and the boy slowly opened his eyes.

But speaking of...Where is this place?

I don't know if it is the reason why he dreamed too long, everything in front of him seemed strange.

The clean sunlight outside the window was shining down, and the fine golden light spots fell on the snow-white bed, and the air was filled with the good smell of saponaria. Everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

Where is he?

Shi An blinked in confusion, and got up from the bed.

The bones all over the body seemed to be creaking, like a rusty hub that hadn't moved for a long time, and it made a creaking sound when it was moving.

The quilt slipped from his body, revealing the white slender shoulders, neck, collarbone, chest, and the texture of the delicate cloth rubbed itchy, which made Shi'an feel a little strange.

He...has no clothes?

The strange sound just sounded again.

Ding-ding-dang-dong seems to be coming from under the quilt.

Shi An: "..."

He blinked blankly, and thoughts seemed to flash across his mind, but when he caught it again, he couldn't find anything.

So he reached out and lifted the quilt off his body.

The juvenile’s legs are slender and have a graceful outline. The joints are faintly pink, and they have a jade-like soft texture in the sun.

The ankles are small and delicate, and the bones are delicate.

And on his ankle, there was a silver metal shackle, which seemed to be engraved with some complicated words. The chain stretched from his ankle to the head of the bed, and was handcuffed tightly there, clanking with his movements. The metal collision sound is particularly clear and abrupt in a quiet room.

"…………………………"

Shi An was stupid in place.

He stared blankly at the shackles on his feet, and the messy storm in his mind whizzed past. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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