Proud gods, the sky Chapter 5 1

Proud Wind Gods Chapter 50 That kick was so fascinating.

Suddenly I met two King of Warcraft, with frightened eyes and full of complaints in my heart.

Violent beasts in the starry sky are much worse than Warcraft and human practitioners of the same order. These days' meetings made her deeply feel the ferocity of fierce beasts. The fierce beasts of the peak king level are difficult to deal with, and the king must be worse. She can do her best to deal with one and two at the same time, and that is to die!

Don't forget, this is a xinghai full of miasma. King-level Warcraft is thick-skinned, and it is almost impossible to kill with one blow. As long as you're not dead, you can fight for a while and then come out to fight. If they continue, they will be exhausted and not killed.

Fortunately, these two Warcraft don't seem friendly. They are too busy fighting each other to land in the cave to find out. Naturally, they didn't find the arrogance hidden under the turtle interest treasure mine. They are all staring at each other mercilessly, each emitting great momentum and running at daggers drawn.

Seeing them falling from the sky, Aofeng pushed away the dead vines blocking the line of sight, poked his head out a little, and finally saw what they looked like.

At the mouth of the cave, he was dark and dog-shaped. Its shiny fur and beautiful muscle lines make its body look very energetic. This beast has three heads on its neck and three eyes on its forehead. The eyes below were full of crimson anger. He opened his eyes and his eyes were cold. That's awesome!

AoFeng recognized at a glance, this little thing of Warcraft and her arms is definitely a bloodline, should be the parents of the little thing. The image of giant dogs also reminds her of their origins.

Ancient Tianmu God Dog! King of Warcraft in dogs!

"No wonder your little guy was born with a fifth-order level. It turned out to be a king-level Warcraft." Aofeng smiled and glanced at the little black dog in her arms, patting its little ass. She saw many kings of Warcraft, so she was not overjoyed to hear the news. She likes this cute little thing at all levels.

"woof!" The little black dog twisted his ass in a low voice to protest, staring at each other, revealing the color that should be so proud.

Another fart guy! When I grow up, I may be just like that boy!

Aofeng is worried about the future of that little thing, but also looks at the other side of Warcraft.

The head of Warcraft is facing the hole here. I can see more clearly that the mountain-like body is covered with dense silver scales. Even if there is no sunshine, this Xinghai will emit strange silver awns. The whole Warcraft seems to be a huge luminous body, shining with bright brilliance. His thick neck has a huge head with two horns, which is also the purest silvery white. A pair of huge flying wings like bat wings spread out to cover the sun, and the long tail like an arrow fluttered in the air, making a muffled sound of air bursting. No one doubts the power of letting it go.

Dragon! There is also a silver dragon!

The origin of this guy, and let the wind proud got a fright, how do you think she feels like the legendary king of the western dragon, the ancient holy dragon! But isn't the ancient Warcraft extinct in mainland China? From which crack did the dragon come out?

As we all know, the Dragon of the East and the Dragon of the West are two completely different branches of Warcraft. Although they are all named after dragons, they are not of the same race. Oriental dragons built their own Dragon Canyon, while western dragons mostly serve Vatican organizations such as light and darkness. The oriental dragon is headed by the ancient nine-claw dragon, and the western dragon is headed by the ancient Taixu holy dragon. It can be juxtaposed with the ancient nine-claw dragon in identity, which shows that it is by no means an idle generation. However, it is an indisputable fact that the overall order of the western dragon is lower than that of the eastern dragon. The real strength of the ancient Taixu Holy Dragon is incomparable to that of the ancient Nine Clawed Dragon. At best, it is equivalent to the five-claw golden dragon he created, even under the red-blooded unicorn.

It's just that thin camels are bigger than horses. An ancient, an ancient, reflecting the gap between the two ends of Warcraft.

The adult golden dragon with five claws is very strong, and it definitely walks sideways in many legendary Warcraft, while the Tianmu God Dog, if dead, can only reach the intermediate standard of the legendary Warcraft.

Aofeng couldn't help secretly worrying about Tianmu Shenquan, the mother of his new favorite little black dog. What's the matter? The little guy will be sad.

As AoFeng identified two heads of Warcraft, the two sides were already rubbing their hands and their fighting spirit was revealed. Long Ming's dog leopard roared twice, and then fought with its claws and fangs.

Although both ends of Warcraft have reached the level of king, the nature of Warcraft makes them still like to touch and bite with their powerful bodies. However, there is a lot of elemental power between breath and claws. After being caught, it is not only a long scar, but also a terrible element erosion.

In less than a moment, the two sides collided dozens of times, leaving a bright force on the body of Tianmu Shenquan, shivering with pain. Taixu Shenglong seems to be a little depressed under the dark minions of Tianmu Shenquan, but his scales are so thick that it is difficult to be broken and has not been really hurt. In contrast, it is better than Tianmu Shenquan.

Aofeng stroked the little black dog's hair and frowned: "Little thing, it seems that your family is no match for Taixu Shenglong. Shall we go out and give him a hand? " By the way, did your parents know your mother after giving birth to you? Won't be disowned by six parents like other fierce beasts? "

She doesn't mind to rescue Tianmu Shenquan, but she is worried that she will be besieged by two Warcraft kings when she goes out. You know, the fierce beasts in Xinghai are very sensitive to human breath. In some cases, they almost always give priority to killing humans.

Moreover, fierce beasts have no reason and no feelings. If the six parents deny it, even the little black dog will attack.

"woof!" The little black dog was nervous for a long time. Four little paws kicked around in the air, but his body was held by the proud wind. It didn't help to wave his paws for a long time.

He "wooed" for a long time, but he didn't understand a word, and his head was big.

It stands to reason that the king-level Warcraft should be born with human language and human form, but I don't know why the little black dog doesn't have this talent, perhaps because its parents are fierce beasts eroded by miasma, losing their senses and feelings, which leads to the lack of inheritance of human parts.

Just as she was still hesitating whether to go out to help, a sharp silver light suddenly flashed across the horizon and flew straight to the middle of Warcraft!

"What's that?" AoFeng watched curiously.