Chapter 953 The first dragon language
Seeing that the two giants were about to destroy Dongtu Island, Yan Ning naturally would not sit idly by. He quickly raised the Mingpo Sword, pointed the tip of the knife to the sky, shouted, and took the two giants into the space of the resentful spirits.
The people on the island couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The feeling of going from hell to heaven was really a bit cool...
Fatty Du looked embarrassed: "Brother, your two pets can't beat this dragon, what should we do? Why don't you hand over the young dragon? Anyway, it's not your species..."
Yan Ning was crying and tears: Do you think I don’t want to. Isn’t this the dragon saying of Dragon King Aoyuan in his hand? If you hand over the young dragon, Yan Ning might be scattered.
Heijia looked at Yan Ning in surprise: "I didn't expect that you, a little human, have the ability to make them both bow down to you."
"Senior has won the awards, so what, I suddenly remembered that my gas had forgotten to turn off. Let's go here today and come to my house for tea if you have time another day!"
After Yan Ning finished speaking, he winked at Fatty Du and the other two and wanted to sneak away, but obviously Heijia would not give them this opportunity: "I'm here, why are you in a hurry to leave? Why don't I take you to my Nan General's Mansion, let's make tea and chat?"
The dragon fins on the black armored head stood upside down again, and the cone pierced flying towards Yan Ning and others, directly forming a cage made of cone pierced, locking the four people inside.
Fatty Du ran in front and hit the cone thorn. His whole face turned dark. Yan Ning's face changed and he quickly sealed Fatty Du's blood with a golden needle, shouting: "Don't touch this cone thorn, it's poisonous!"
Jiang Wujue and Miyaki Miyaki stopped quickly and did not dare to act rashly.
Fatty Du cried and said, "It's over. Fatty, my face is considered useless. Bai Tong doesn't recognize me anymore!"
"You still have time to miss you with such a bad face, so why don't you think about how to leave Dongtu Island alive!" Jiang Wujue said depressedly.
Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Yan Ning could only turn around and face it. He still had three dragon words in his hand. At worst, he could give a black armor to let him know why the flowers were so red.
A small head emerged from Yan Ning's clothes. It was the young dragon Director Ao. It looked at the black armor in the sky with its eyes as big as mung beans. Yan Ning, who wanted to take action, saw the young dragon appearing, and thought that the young dragon had some tricks to deal with the black armor. Who knew that Director Ao opened his mouth and spitted a dragon's saliva at the black armor. Of course, the saliva only flew a few centimeters and finally fell on the tip of Yan Ning's shoes.
Yan Ning's face was full of dark lines: My little ancestor, if you don't have the strength, be timid. The old monster on your head has lived for tens of thousands of years. You are spitting at him. This is my sincerity to kill me! Your sister!!!
Sure enough, the black armor, who hated the dragon clan the most, seemed to be despised by the strongest, and her whole face was terrifyingly gloomy: "Things that don't know how to live or die!"
Yan Ning thought it was not good, and the black armor had stretched out its claws and grabbed Yan Ning. The young dragon screamed and hid in Yan Ning's clothes.
Yan Ning didn't know how powerful the three dragon words Aoyuan left for him, so he didn't dare to take action rashly, so he simply stood there waiting for the black armor to approach.
Black armor had a big claw, covering the sky and the sun. He reached into the cage of the siege besieged city, grabbed Yan Ning's clothes and lifted him up.
Chapter completed!