Unable to focus his vision, Jiang Qian hadn't yet seen clearly the appearance of the dragon accidentally injured by the fruit bomb, when the other party rushed towards him hysterically.

The huge thing roared towards us, carrying the surging water!

Garon, who was dragging the other end of the pen, roared at the new intruder, as if declaring his sovereignty over his prey.

Jiang Qian was sandwiched between two giant dragons. When the crisis was imminent, the giant tail of the red-scaled dragon suddenly came over, and the torrent set off instantly separated the two giant dragons.

It used its long body to trap Jiang Qian and Jia Long within it, sending out a shock and warning to those who came after them, as well as other dragons hiding in the darkness who were ready to move.

Even Jialong, who was dragging Jiang Qian, was stunned by the roar of the dragon.

Jiang Qian also took a while to understand his intention.

This eccentric red-scaled dragon is clearing the battlefield for him and his opponents.

The other dragons, either to give face to the red-scaled dragon or out of awe, were eager to try but did not go beyond the thunder pool.

Jiang Qian smiled at the red-scaled dragon and broke away from the pen just before he was about to enter the attack range of Jialong!

He used his wings and limbs to swim quickly, circling around and approaching Jialong's back...

This method of speed swimming was mainly due to a certain teacher in the promotion training camp whose identity card was Cormorant. He taught Jiang Qian how to use all his conditions to enhance his existing abilities.

When Jialong saw his prey escaping, he was furious!

It spat out the nib of the pen, and its five heads cut across Jiang Qian's cruising path at the same time.

Jiang Qian folded his wings and turned sharply, using his flexible and compact body to pass between the five heads of Jialong, so much so that Jialong almost bit his own neck off several times!

At the same time, the source of spiritual pollution injected into Jialong's mouth gradually began to take effect.

There are two main sources of Jiang Qian’s mental pollution:

The first one comes from the strange mansion of Duke Hyland in the dungeon "Ace", which contains countless strange collections, more than half of which were consumed by Jiang Qian!

The second is the large amount of mental pollution waste from the Black League's metamorphosis incident. It was used to create the source of mental pollution that caused the four cities to lose control. Most of them were also absorbed by Jiang Qian.

Coupled with the daily tasks and the various pollution sources absorbed in the dungeon, it can be said that the mental pollution sources accumulated in Jiang Qian's body can at least drive a large city completely crazy!

A dragon, no matter how powerful it is, is still nothing compared to the entire ecosystem of a big city.

Sure enough, one of Garon's heads became manic, and this head gradually showed an obvious difference in pace with the other heads.

Jiang Qian took this opportunity to escape several dangerous attacks.

When the two heads of Jia Long collided, he took the opportunity to rush down from the Coiling Dragon Relief Formation, retrieved the pen, and pursued the victory. Using a blitzkrieg style, he tried to put a "needle" on the back of each of the other four heads.

While Jialong was fighting against mental pollution, it was getting worse and worse and gradually lost control.

This extreme operation also exhausted Jiang's potential.

At the last moment when he pulled out the pen, Jialong suddenly turned his head and charged towards Jiang Qian, the sharp point on his head piercing Jiang Qian's chest!

Jiang Qian immediately blocked with his pen. The pen, as slender as a snake, wrapped around the sharp horn of the dragon, but the huge impact pushed Jiang Qian back.

Jialong's whole body mobilized, pushing Jiang Qian outward, and the long and narrow sharp corners pierced the chivalrous cloak.

Countless fangs protruded from Jiang Qian's chest...

However, the next moment, Jiang Qian and Jialong crashed into the rock wall of the pit!

Jiang Qian's eyes tightened.

The strong squeeze shatters the stacked fangs!

He watched with his own eyes as the sharp horn of Garon penetrated his abdomen, emerged from his back, and was firmly fixed on the rock wall...

The broken ribs and injured muscles and bones made a clear cracking sound, and then came the coldness of the deep sea.

Jiang Qian's sense of pain was extremely weak, but at the moment when the bucket-thick dragon horn penetrated his body, he seemed to have glimpsed the approaching death.

The entire abdominal cavity was burning, and some organs were damaged or squeezed, spilling out of the cracked cavity.

He saw his own blood melting into the surrounding sea, but what he heard was Jialong's groan of pain and despair.

Also at the end of his battle, Jiang Qian was on the sober side.

So when the sharp horn was pulled out, the first action he made was to prevent the organ from continuing to flow out of the body...

The scalpel and real living glue were still there... Jiang Qian covered the wound, stared at the manic and self-mutilating Jialong, and went with the flow.

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Blood.

Lan Junxian smelled blood.

With the whale shark identity tag, he could even be sure at the first moment that the blood came from his beloved disciple Jiang Qian.

At this time, he had just stepped into the connection between the two worlds under the sea and was cautiously going deeper.

This unfamiliar sea was very deep and heavy, making it difficult for him to fully develop his perception.

But when the smell of blood belonging to Jiang Qian entered his range of perception, Lan Junxian panicked a little.

He stretched out his hand to summon the pet beast beside him to come closer. When the whale shark opened its mouth, Lan Junxian put his hand into it, grabbed something, and pulled it out.

It was a long sword with elegant workmanship.

Lan Junxian unsheathed the sword, used the whale shark as a whetstone, and polished it on its head until the edge of the ancient sword still shone brightly under the deep sea. He immediately drew the sword and drove the whale shark forward at full speed.

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Jialong finally stopped struggling and fell into the water.

Although it was difficult to focus his eyes, Jiang Qian was still convinced that he was the one who had the last laugh.

The strength in his body was being drained away bit by bit, and just when he was about to close his eyes, a hint of the sweetness of fruit suddenly filled his mouth.

It's a familiar taste to him, ginseng fruit.

Jiang Qian greedily sucked the pulp until his eyes could focus again.

The red-scaled dragon was standing in front of him, his eyes cold and haughty.

Jiang Qian couldn't understand the meaning of this look.

But he knew very well that the battle was not over.

So Jiang Qian propped up his body, but his head immediately felt dizzy.

Fortunately, he found that his hands had been subconsciously protecting the wound in his abdominal cavity, so that the situation did not get worse.

Jiang Qian had no time to think about anything else. He slowly took out the real living glue and scalpel, tried hard to maintain the microscopic perspective of his spiritual vision, and began to suture and repair himself by feeling.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The hardest part is stuffing all the intestines back into the abdominal cavity so that they stay where they should be.

Fortunately, the scalpel transformed from the inspiration poker was extremely spiritual. As soon as he held the tool in his hand, he knew what to do.

Despite his weak physical strength and slow movements, Jiang Qian still completed the repair of himself.

When he raised his head and looked back at the pair of eyes as big as lanterns that were staring at him in silence, he suddenly felt that the scene was horrifying and a little funny:

These grotesque dragons surrounded him from afar, either salivating or full of surprise.

Is this a pre-dinner ritual?

After waiting for about ten seconds and seeing no further movement from the dragons, Jiang Qian began to swim towards Jialong who was lying in the water.

The poisonous fangs came out from the palm and inserted into Jialong's body.

Recycling sources of biotoxins and psychoactive contaminants.

Of course, it also includes the poison of Jialong's body, in an orderly manner.

During this period, the red-scaled dragon surrounded him, always looking at him in amazement.

After he finally completed the action of recovering the poison "weapon", the onlookers attacked him!

The roar of the dragon is like an earthquake in Haiti.

The first one to rush to the front was the red-scaled dragon.

It opened its huge mouth and swallowed Jiang Qian involuntarily. The torrent swayed by the dragon's tail arrogantly drove away the other dragons, twisting its long body and surging straight up!

Jiang Qian was wrapped in Canlong's mouth and was not actually attacked.

The current encounter made him somewhat confused about the wishes of this red-scaled dragon...

Until they passed by the whale shark Lan Junxian was riding!

From the perspective of spiritual vision, Jiang Qian accurately identified the figure riding on the whale shark's crest, which was Lan Junxian.

But at this time, he was inside the dragon's mouth, seriously injured and unable to move. He had no time to make any effective communication.

Lan Junxian was even more shocked!

Dragon type.

A red-scaled dragon swayed its majestic body and swam past him.

The most important thing is that he felt Jiang Qian's bloody smell from this dragon.
To be continued...