Chapter 1297 Hunting the Immortal Dragon

Wen Zilong thought to himself: So this is the fighting method of the undead sub-dragon.

It's no wonder that even with the strength of the Great Demon King, he was finally suppressed by the Undead Wulong.

Looking at it this way, it is theoretically possible for a first-order undead sub-dragon to challenge a tenth-order sub-dragon.

Because they can't die at all.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong glanced sideways at the old devil next to him.

Seeing the old devil at this moment, anger shot out from his eyes.

If Wen Zilong hadn't just wanted to see the fighting style of this undead sub-dragon, the old devil would have rushed over and tore that guy up.

At this time, the old devil is like seeing an enemy who has the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife.

His fists were already tightly clenched.

Even breathing has become rough.

This surprised Wen Zilong a little.

You know, the old devil always has a dead face on weekdays.

No matter what happens, it's always the same.

Seeing this mere eighth-level guy now, he was so angry and excited.

It can be seen how deep his hatred for the undead Yalong clan is.

If you think about it, if the undead sub-dragon tribe killed him back then, it would be fine.

But they insisted on torturing him.

A thunderstorm purgatory was built, and he was suppressed in it for 100,000 years.

He suffers from countless lightning strikes every day.

The deeper and longer the pain he endured, the deeper the hatred for these undead dragons in his heart.

At this moment, the Undead Lesser Dragon also sensed that someone was watching him.

He was also a little flustered.

Turning his head, he looked at Wen Zilong and the others.

However, when he felt that Wen Zilong and the others were not immortals, his heart was relieved.

Foreigners, no matter how strong they are, are scumbags in front of the undead people.

Even if they are not as strong as the opponent, they can slowly grind the opponent to death by virtue of their immortality.

Thinking of this, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, he said:

"Aliens, dare to break into the undead star, it is a bit courageous. However, you are trying to snatch the spoils of an undead dragon, this is a bit too courageous."

While speaking, his eyes caught Ling Xueer.

His gaze suddenly froze.

The smile on his face turned from disdainful to sinister.

"Hey, you guys have traveled thousands of miles to send me this girl. I should thank you."

Before he finished speaking, the old devil had already appeared in front of him.

Hiss——

Directly tore him in half.

However, even though he was torn in half, there was still that sinister smile on his face.

"Hey, no one told you that our undead dragons won't die?"

"Even if no one told you, you should have seen it with your own eyes after peeping around for so long just now."

"Since I saw it with my own eyes, I would still be so stupid, hehe, I..."

Having said that, it came to an abrupt end.

There was incomparable horror in the two eyes of the two halves of the face.

This horrified gaze freezes.

He couldn't believe it.

I couldn't believe that my body, which had just recovered to half, had stopped recovering.

No, how is this possible!

No, there must be a mistake!

Frightened, he could feel that his life was passing by at an extremely fast speed.

It's like dry sand on your fingertips, no matter how tightly you clenched your fist, it will still be lost quickly.

And the tighter the fist is, the faster it drains.

And his gaze finally fixed on a black sickle and a slowly unfolding black scroll.

He could clearly feel that his vitality was passing towards the sickle at an extremely fast speed.

And his soul was attracted by the unfolded black scroll.

Soon it flew towards the black scroll.

He was shocked.

"Do not--"

However, his screams were quickly swallowed by the black scroll.

So far, an undead sub-dragon was killed by Wen Zilong.

Its body is also decaying at an extremely fast speed.

A moment later, it turned into a pile of bones.

Ezeroth looked at the pile of bones and let out a sigh of relief.

He finally killed an undead drake.

One hundred thousand years ago, if there was the Dragon Emperor, those undead sub-dragons would be nothing but ants in front of him.

Next, they continued to hunt these Wurms.

At the same time, Wen Zilong turned into a clone and flew to the entrance of the Tiankeng to monitor the undead Yalong tribe.

Because the undead dragons basically practice alone.

So it was extremely easy for them to hunt and kill these undead dragons.

In just one day, more than a hundred undead dragons were killed.

And the more they kill, the easier it is.

By the afternoon of the second day, more than 300 undead dragons had been killed.

At this time, in the cave below the tiankeng.

The senior officials of the Undead Sect finally realized that something went wrong.

There are as many as 100 elders in the Undead Sect.

Their strength has already reached the peak of the ninth order.

They are all old monsters who have lived for more than 50,000 years.

There are more than a dozen of them, all of whom participated in the battle to exterminate the Great Demon King.

At this point, they received the message.

Since yesterday afternoon, several disciples have been unable to be contacted.

After a preliminary investigation, there were as many as 300 disciples who could not be contacted.

The suzerain of the Undead Sect, an old guy who has lived for 120,000 years.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly.

"Someone is targeting us."

These missing disciples are far apart.

If it were a powerful desolate beast, it would be impossible to attack these disciples one after another within such a large range.

So the only explanation is that someone is targeting them.

Then, he said to the Great Elder:

"Great Elder, I order you to bring 20 people there and investigate the matter immediately."

"yes."

The Great Elder responded and went down to prepare.

The reason why the suzerain of the Undead Sect ordered the elders to bring only 20 people there was not because they were arrogant.

It's because of the immortality of the undead dragon.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, they can kill each other with only three or five people.

Now that 20 people have been sent there, this is considered very important.

Fifteen minutes later, a total of 21 dragons flew out from the entrance of the tiankeng.

From the clothes, it can be seen that these 21 people are different from ordinary disciples.

Ordinary disciples are simply dressed in black.

Among the 21 people, 20 had a half skull and half human face embroidered on their black clothes with blood red silk thread.

This represented their status, much higher than those ordinary disciples.

Among them, on the black clothes of the Great Elder, the pattern was embroidered with golden silk thread.

Wen Zilong's avatar had noticed this a long time ago, and reported the matter directly to Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong immediately led Laomo and the others towards the 21 people.

After just one and a half hours, they were not far from the 21 people.

At this time, the 21 people had also discovered them.

With a gesture from the great elder, these people quickly separated and surrounded Wen Zilong and the others.

finally home. Two shifts these days are indeed too few. Tomorrow six more. Then resume four more.

One more thing: The Wanbu ladder in Fanjing Mountain is really fun to climb, and whoever climbs it will know. There are also various mountains in Zhangjiajie. Once you climb them, you will be full of energy and refreshed. If you have time, you can try it. The scenery is really beautiful.