… …
The Ancient Red Patterned Dragon had a long, noble neck like a swan. Its cheeks opened like an ancient lizard's, with beautiful red spots and lines on them. It was like the queen of the desert. However, when it opened its mouth, its mouth was filled with terrifying conical fangs. These fangs were typical of Carnivorous Dragons. They were specifically used to bite through the bones of their prey!
"Crack!"
Finally, the Ancient Red Patterned Dragon opened its mouth and bit off the head of Zhou Feng who was kneeling in front of it!
The head suddenly disappeared. Zhou Feng's body was still kneeling there. Because the speed of the devouring was too fast, Zhou Feng's neck began to spurt out blood crazily. It was as if his head had been swiftly chopped off by an experienced executioner.
The Ancient Red Patterned Dragon chewed a few times, then swallowed Zhou Feng's head.
It glanced arrogantly at the human's headless corpse that slowly fell to the ground, as if it was not interested in anything other than the head. However, it felt that it was a pity to throw it away here.
The Ancient Red Patterned Dragon grabbed Zhou Feng's corpse with its claws in disdain. Then, it spread its wings and flew into the sky.
In the air, Zhou Feng's corpse was still hanging upside down. Blood flowed in the direction the Ancient Red Patterned Dragon flew, imprinting on the gray ground … …
Even Zhu Minglang felt that this scene was strange!
Why did Zhou Feng walk out by himself?
Moreover, Zhou Feng's actions were like he had seen a God. He walked recklessly towards the Ancient Red Patterned Dragon and even knelt in front of it, allowing it to bite off his head!
"Miao ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
Xuan Long stood to the side. His silver-red eyes were also staring in the direction the Ancient Red Patterned Dragon had flown, as if he was curious about its ability.
In this world, was there anyone who had the ability to make food deliver itself to them?
In an environment like this ancient jungle, even a Mystical Dragon would find it difficult to have a good meal here …
"Mr. Koi, what kind of dragon was that?" Zhu Minglang also felt that it was strange, so he asked.
"Red Patterned Death Dragon. Didn't those people just say it?" Koi said.
"Was that person's mind controlled?" Zhu Minglang asked again.
"I'm not too sure about that, but legend has it that the Red Striped Death Dragon has the ability to choose its tributes. It doesn't matter if it's a dragon, an immortal beast, or a human, as long as it chooses something, they will involuntarily offer their lives," Mr. Koi said.
"If the Red-Patterned Death Dragon chose you or me, how do we deal with its ability?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"I can't remember. I only know that they had a huge appetite and would never stop eating."
Zhu Minglang pondered for a while.
Forget it, if he encountered it, he would try his best to take a detour. There was no need to be so stubborn. There were so many strange abilities in the world, how could he possibly decipher them all?
…
Zhu Minglang continued along the southeast corner.
Other than the Reaper Red Dragon, Zhu Minglang did not encounter any other extraordinarily powerful existences.
This puzzled Zhu Minglang. Where did the female swordsmen who went to scout the area go? What did they encounter …
There was no point in going too far. Zhu Minglang checked a few places with herds of beasts and ancient caves before returning.
The days were extremely short. It felt like less than half of the time they had before.
The sky darkened again. Zhu Minglang flew back to the place where the Yuheng people were gathered. He also found the forest in the east.
Ancient trees towered into the sky. Even though it was just a forest in the Gobi Desert, they grew thicker than ever.
Amidst the fog, Zhu Minglang found the location of Wei Huan and the rest. They were in a circle and in the middle of the circle was a bonfire. Most of these sword masters who practiced their swordsmanship in the palace were not used to the wild. They, who had been pampered, hated this kind of barbaric environment where grass would prick their buttocks when they sat down.
However, judging from their current state, they should have completely adjusted their breathing.
Some of the little swordsmen had even changed into clean and comfortable clothes. They looked like goddesses in the sacred forest.
Under the canopy and between the tree trunks, bright flying swords were flying back and forth. They were like sacred guards, protecting the swordsmen of Alioth. Higher up, there was a group of male swordsmen on the lookout, preventing some ferocious creatures from approaching.
"How was it?" Wei Huan asked after seeing Zhu Minglang return safely.
Zhu Minglang shook his head and said, "I didn't find the missing disciples. There are some dangerous caves along the way. We just need to avoid them."
"It's fine if you can't find them. We can't stay here for too long. We still have a mission," Linghu Yunying said.
"Sigh, that's the only way. Young Master, take a rest. We plan to follow the path you took," Wei Huan said.
Zhu Minglang nodded.
…
The sky was completely dark. Zhu Minglang fed the dragon for a while and asked Xuan Long to go back to rest. He only asked Little Bai Qi to accompany him.
After Little Bai Qi swallowed the Ten Thousand Years Flower Orchid, her cultivation level was about to rise again. She felt like she would be able to reach the level of a high-level Divine Master in a day or two.
It had only broken through to the Master God realm a few months ago, and this one was already a Superior Dragon. Zhu Minglang was quite satisfied with the speed of his growth. If he could find the million-year-old Holy Dew, revive the Daylily, and allow Xuan Long to evolve into a Divine Dragon Lord, he would be able to soar!
The Nüwa's cultivation was also soaring.
The Book of Soul Words was a special divine scroll. Now, Nüwa would hold this book and recite it for a while every day, and her divine soul would be strengthened.
The cultivation of a Nüwa was related to her spirit, and she did not need to rely on divine objects or spiritual talents. Therefore, as long as she slowly nurtured her spirit, a Nüwa would become stronger and stronger.
"Cyan cyan cyan cyan cyan!!!!!"
"Da da da da ~!!!"
Just as they were about to set off at night, a series of noises suddenly came from outside the forest.
The noises were getting closer and louder. The piercing screeches were like lightning flashing past their ears, giving them a splitting headache!
"It's the Ancient Eagles!"
"They're coming again!!"
"Don't leave the forest yet!"
The Ancient Eagles came again just as they were about to set off.
Moreover, they did not enter the forest. They just circled above and outside the forest, as if waiting for their prey to come out.
Alioth's people were on the verge of breaking down after being tortured by the Ancient Eagles. They could not wait to kill them all. However, they did not know how many groups of Ancient Eagles there were in the Gobi Desert. After killing these, another large group would appear, and they would only exhaust themselves in the end.
"Won't they stop coming if the Dragon Tribe is here?" Linghu Yunying began to doubt Zhu Minglang's deterrence ability.
Zhu Minglang tried to summon Xuan Long, but the situation did not improve. For some reason, the Dragon Deterrence ability did not work on these Ancient Eagles.
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