area51novel Chapter 364
Chapter 364
"My name is the Wings of Death, the Destroyer of Destiny, and the Terminator of All Things!"
"Unstoppable, irresistible!"
"I am a cataclysm!"
The black moth roared violently to the sky, and its voice was deafening.
When Yang Ming's voice fell, the system's familiar raised voice sounded in his ears:
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for saying Nesario's classic line and getting a chance to win a lottery, do you want to start the raffle wheel?"
"Yes!"
The number of lotteries that Yang Ming saved before was drawn together with this one.
In Yang Ming's retina, a lottery wheel appeared that ordinary people could not observe.
The boundless light renders down, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple seven colors coiled, forming a dragon lying horizontally in several corners of the wheel, and a dragon's tooth forming a lottery pointer in the wheel.
On the draw wheel, unparalleled items are displayed.
Now that time is urgent, Yang Ming does not have time to check them all one by one.
When the draw was over, Yang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.
In the first draw, get purple quality equipment, plague carrier.
The second draw wins the summoned character Deathwing Nesario.
"Since the host is in the special replica world of Wuzang Mountain, the results of the second lottery can be integrated into the body of the black moth to obtain the ability to evolve into the Death Wings!"
Compared to summoning the iron-headed baby of Death Wing Nesario, Yang Ming was more inclined to integrate it into his body and let himself obtain its power!
The next moment, a warm current that matched the rules of Wuzang Mountain poured into Yang Ming's limbs.
In an instant, Yang Ming's heart began to beat violently.
"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang..." The
sound of the heartbeat was extremely violent, like a drum beating to the outside world.
The Sea Tribe soldiers surrounding Yang Ming would not suddenly stop their offensive because of his pause.
Seeing that Yang Ming did not make any movement, the eyes of the Sea Tribe soldiers close to the front row lit up, and after thinking of the rich reward that could be obtained by cutting off the head of the black moth in front of them, greed overcame fear, making them launch the most violent attack on Yang Ming with all their strength.
But who knew that when these Sea Tribe soldiers held weapons and slashed at the black jiao, they actually made a crisp sound of "clang"!
It was as hard as a blow hitting the rock wall, and a powerful counterforce passed along the weapon to the hands of these Sea Tribe soldiers, instantly making their hands numb, and the tiger's mouth was instantly broken.
In the next moment, Yang Ming suddenly opened his eyes.
The vertical dragon's eyes are full of endless majesty, like an emperor in the world.
Immediately afterwards, a red flame poured out from the gap in the scale armor on Yang Ming's body, this red flame became extremely soft when passing by his parents and sister, and did not bring them any negative effects, but when passing by those Sea Tribe soldiers, it was like the strongest poison in the world, and the moment it was poured on them, it corroded them together with the flesh and skin.
Endless flames shrouded Yang Ming, making it impossible for the outside world to see the scene inside clearly.
Only Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, who saw this scene, was surprised and his jaw was about to fall.
"Light of evolution?"
"Such a rich light of evolution will only be born when a jiao evolves into a dragon!"
"But how is this possible!"
"Even if it is the fastest record ever recorded in the Dragon Palace, that ancestor was evolving from a jiao to a dragon, even with the help of the power of the rules of the Wuzang Mountain, it took a full twenty years to devour evolution!"
"This guy, obviously he has not been matched to the Wuzang Mountain World for a long time, and he has already received the support of the Great Luck Dao if he can evolve into a jiao, but now he can actually evolve into a dragon?"
"What is the truth of this?"
"Don't tell me that this guy is the official illegitimate son of the National Games Games, right?"
Dragon Palace Prince Ao Bai couldn't figure it out!
However, even if he wanted to interrupt Yang Ming's evolution now, it would be impossible.
After all, this is the power of the rules of the world of Wuzang Mountain!
An unprecedented dragon power began to spread out from the blazing white light, as if an overlord from the dragon clan was about to wake up.
This dragon power was so strong that even the surrounding Sea Tribe soldiers could not withstand such coercion, falling from the air one by one like dumplings, and their bodies were crispy and numb, and they could only watch the scene in front of them happen.
"This... This is such a strong dragon power!
"Even, from his body, I actually faintly felt a coercion that was somewhat similar to that of my father!"
At this moment, Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, was shocked in his heart.
You know, his father is the East Sea Dragon King, a god-king level powerhouse!
"No, it's not true!"
"I can't accept all this!"
For a moment, Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, felt that he had lost his game, and seemed to have kicked the iron plate.
But the pride from the dragon clan did not allow him to bow his head and admit his mistake!
When the blazing light gradually receded, it revealed the domineering figure below.
Hundreds of meters of black dragon body entrenched in the sky, a pair of huge dragon wings as wide as bat wings stretched out, pieces of alloy steel-like pitch-black dragon scales embedded in every inch of the body's muscles, under the light flowing dull luster, red stripes all over the body, like a burning flame, people can't help but focus their eyes on his body.
The keel skeleton is extremely thick and powerful, as if a huge dragon head the size of a house is high, the cold and bifurcated edges form a crown-like existence above the head, one creepy barb after another is densely born side by side on the back, and the huge dragon eye flows with a ruthless and cold gaze like an emperor, as if overlooking a million courtiers with a sharp edge that looks at the world, staring condescendingly at the sea tribe soldiers who passed out below, and the crown prince of the dragon palace with a livid face.
The title of the Suicide God and the dragon power brought by the fusion of Deathwing, the two sides are combined to form the ultimate effect of 1+1>2.
Just standing in the air, he was like a firmament overlord, with an irreplaceable and irreplaceable aura.
Black flames crept beneath his feet, forming endless waves of flame around Yang Ming's body.
Under the background of endless black flames, Yang Ming's eyes were like the sharpest knife under the sky, staring at Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, with a cold voice, like a god who ruled death, issued a judgment:
"Ao Bai, today next year will be your death day!"
The voice poured into the ears of Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, like a magic sound.
His face instantly became extremely embarrassed.