Subconsciously, Luo Enen and the others drew their swords and rushed forward, but just after taking two steps, they staggered under their feet. In the previous hard battle, their holy spirit was greatly damaged. Even if they had condensed three or even four innate holy spirit roots, they could not recover in such a short time.
Seeing Ghost Jiao like this, it probably won't last long. Could it be that in the end, he can only watch this excellent weapon spirit escape from Beiyuan City? Several people were unwilling.
Fortunately, Tunyunlongmong didn't know what they were thinking, otherwise it would be even more unwilling: I haven't died yet, how can I become a weapon spirit, and how can I become a good weapon spirit?
"Huh!" Just when Luo Enen and the others were full of unwillingness, suddenly, a tall and strong animal figure appeared in front of the giant dragon transformed from the swallowing cloud dragon python, and punched it on the head.
"Black Yao!" Several people shouted in surprise.
It was the little bear cub who made the shot, but at this time the little bear cub transformed into an iron-eating beast nearly ten feet tall, with muscles all over his body protruding. Every muscle seemed to be filled with explosive power. The hammer-like fist smashed out, and the space was distorted again, even pierced by a punch.
"Bang!" There was only a muffled sound, and the giant dragon fell to the ground by the punch.
The iron-eating beast shook its body, put away its fist, and blew on it, looking triumphant.
"Its injuries are all healed!" Luo Enen stared at its huge fist and exclaimed again.
Sure enough, the previous fist, which was so bruised and bruised that the bones were almost visible, was completely restored to its original state, as if made of fine steel.
Not only Luo Enen, but everyone else was equally surprised.
Although the blood of the prehistoric beast in the iron-eating beast is strong, it is precisely because it is too strong. As it continues to grow, the aura of Wuji Shengtian becomes more and more insufficient, and even cannot meet its life needs. So every time it is injured, it recovers extremely slowly, so that after each battle, it has to sleep in the demon pet space for a long time before it can fully recover.
But this time, it was obviously seriously injured, how did it recover so quickly?
Just when they were surprised and puzzled, Hei Yao let out a bear roar, staggered on his feet, tilted his body, and fell towards the dragon like a hill.
Drunken fist! Having seen its previous attacks, everyone knows that this is Cub's unique technique - Drunken Fist. But this time, its figure was crooked, it was even more drunk, but its strength was several times stronger than before.
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound of bones breaking from the dragon's body.
The iron-eating beast succeeded again, and instead of getting up, it turned over, tilted its body again, and slammed heavily on the dragon's back.
"Crack, roar" The crisp sound of broken bones and the mournful cry of the giant dragon sounded at the same time.
Next, I saw the iron-eating beast leaning forward, backward, and sideways in a drunken way, with heavy hammers, elbows, knees, shoulders, and a storm hitting the dragon.
The poor dragon screamed miserably, and was hit by it so that he could never get up again.
Pandas know martial arts, even dragons can't stop them! Gu Fenghua and the others were dumbfounded.
Without giving the dragon a chance to breathe, the next moment, the little fox also appeared on the stage. The beautiful fox tails swayed gracefully, screaming "creaking", and the sharp claws swept across the ground like a strong wind, ruthlessly slashing across the dragon's body, bringing out sparks and bloodshot streaks. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com