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Chapter 418

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The battle had been going on for a while.

There were some scratches on the little wild flood dragon's body. Its scales could not compare to the little black dragon's tough dragon skin. A light scratch could cause blood to gush out.

Zhu Minglang only watched silently.

The little wild flood dragon was stronger than expected. It was already injured, but it did not call for help. It insisted on using its own strength to defeat the lizard water yao.

The lizard water yao was using its yao technique. It spat out a kind of saliva from its mouth. This saliva slowed down the little wild flood dragon's movements.

However, the little wild flood dragon also knew how to control water. It swept its tail and the water in the pond was swept up. It turned into a rapid wave of mud and fiercely slammed towards the lizard water yao with four hundred years of cultivation.

Although it was nervous, it was still too young and its intelligence was not high.

However, it was very smart.

The little wild flood dragon was constantly imitating and learning the fighting techniques of the other dragons.

Especially Li Shaoying's adult black flood dragon.

The little wild flood dragon was learning the black flood dragon's techniques. No matter if it was the defensive posture or the offensive methods, the little wild flood dragon was learning them all.

It seemed to know that the black flood dragon was from the same clan as itself. Some of the fighting techniques it could use, it could also use … …

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to tell the little black flood dragon the lizard water yao's weakness and teach it how to deal with this kind of yao. However, he found that the little wild flood dragon went from being nervous at the start to slowly becoming familiar with the lizard water yao. It seemed to have grown a lot.

… …

After a round of fighting, the lizard water yao was basically exterminated.

This was not the lizard water yao's nest and they did not see any demon souls. With their strength, it was not hard to deal with them.

Also, they had several dragons. They did not need to send out dragon generals to deal with these lizard water yao. It was a good opportunity to train the other dragon sons … …

The little black dragon's battle record was outstanding.

It had killed about fifty to sixty lizard water yao of various sizes. The corpses could fill up a small fish pond.

Zhu Minglang didn't waste his spiritual power to collect these soul beads. In any case, the Lizard Water Demon's lair would definitely have Devil Spirit level soul beads. When the time came, the value of the soul beads would be higher.

The little black dragon was very disciplined. After killing all the lizard water yao, it also cleaned up the battlefield.

It dragged all the lizard corpses together and piled them up, as if it was showing off its battle prowess to the other dragons!

It was true that the other dragons did not kill as many as it did …

"Are you hurt?" Zhu Minglang asked.

The little Black Dragon turned its head and looked at the shallow wounds on its body.

"Oh?"

How could a cut on the skin be considered an injury?

Zhu Minglang checked and found that the little black dragon's skin was indeed broken, but during the process of checking, the broken skin slowly grew back …

Their self-healing speed was also very fast. This was one of the characteristics of Ancient Dragons.

"I didn't consume much energy either."

Her endurance was also very strong, which was indeed better than Little Qing Zhuo's.

It felt like the little Black Dragon had just warmed up.

However, when Zhu Minglang brought Little Qing Zhuo to deal with these lizard demons, Little Qing Zhuo, who often used spells, needed to rest and replenish the Wutong Spirit Dew.

After feeding it a piece of Great Sea Eagle Emperor meat, the little black dragon stood beside Zhu Minglang in satisfaction, preparing for the next battle.

Zhu Minglang was very satisfied with Black Fang's current form.

It and Little Qing Zhuo each had their own strengths.

Little Qing Zhuo was currently skilled in spells.

Black Fang was more skilled in close combat.

Once they reached adulthood, they should be able to deal with all kinds of situations if they worked together.

"Rustle rustle rustle." The little wild flood dragon slowly swam out of the muddy pond. It struggled to drag the corpse of the lizard demon.

Looking at the pile of lizard corpses next door, the little wild flood dragon hesitated.

Zhu Minglang reached out his hand and collected the soul of the lizard demon corpse that the little wild flood dragon had dragged back. Soon, a 500-year-old demon pearl floated above Zhu Minglang's palm.

He did not collect the souls of the lizard demons to brew the pearl. On one hand, the demon spirits were not worth Zhu Minglang's spirit energy. On the other hand, the little black dragon was too heavy-handed. Most of the souls were broken, so there was no point in collecting them.

"It's a 500-year-old lizard demon. We made a mistake and thought it was only 400 years old … …" Zhu Minglang said.

The little wild flood dragon propped up its body. Its long and narrow eyes stared at Zhu Minglang.

"This is your first spoil of war. It has the water attribute and will be helpful to you." Zhu Minglang placed the 500-year-old lizard demon's soul pearl next to the little wild flood dragon's mouth.

The little wild flood dragon swallowed it, but it still looked a little inferior.

They were all newborn creatures. The little black dragon had effortlessly exterminated a group of them, but it had only killed one after using all its strength.

"Are you hurt?" Zhu Minglang asked.

The little wild flood dragon hid its tail in the water, not daring to show it.

Zhu Minglang walked closer. He saw a big wound on its tail. It was almost bitten to the bone. It was almost broken.

After bandaging the wound on its tail, the little black dragon walked to the little wild flood dragon's side. Then it roared a few times, as if it was communicating with the little wild flood dragon … …

The little wild flood dragon didn't understand what it was saying.

Zhu Minglang laughed and translated for the little Ye Jiao, "Heiya will tell you. During its first battle, it was chased by a 200 year old Violent Catfish. It had to rely on the help of the Zhan Jiao Dragon to kill the Demon Spirit. For you to be able to defeat a 500 year old Demon Spirit with your own strength is already very impressive."

The little wild flood dragon's long and narrow eyes stared at the little black dragon.

The little black dragon grinned, revealing a mouthful of good dragon teeth. Clearly, it welcomed a new companion.

Zhu Minglang carefully treated the little wild flood dragon's wound. The little black dragon started to mimic and introduce other companions to the little wild flood dragon. It even scared the little wild flood dragon. There was a mutated Zombie Dragon in the Spirit Realm. It was the Dragon King. It loved to eat young dragons and was very hard to get along with … …

The Heaven Fiend Dragon was very scary. It scared the little wild flood dragon.

Zhu Minglang raised his hand and flicked the little black dragon's head.

"Stop scaring it. Go see if there's any antidote grass nearby. Chew it and help spread it on its poisoned wound," Zhu Minglang said to the little black dragon in a bad mood.

This guy was really naughty.

Just now, it was comforting the little wild flood dragon warmly. Now, it was scaring it.

The Heaven Fiend Dragon wasn't easy to get along with. It didn't interact with the Blue Luan, Azure Dragon, or the little black dragon at all. The Dragon King was just lodging here. Everyone would be separated sooner or later.

But even so, it wouldn't eat young dragons.

It probably didn't like to eat them.

If it liked to eat them, Zhu Minglang would have a headache. He had to isolate the Heaven Fiend Dragon in the Spirit Realm.

Dragon Master Mu's dragons didn't have soul bonds with each other.

So whether the dragons got along well with each other depended on Dragon Master Mu's teachings.

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