Chapter 72

Edward said calmly, "Let's attack together, how about that?"

"Okay."

Liu Mu had no objection.

The eyes of the four people looked at the Death Sub-dragon one after another.

Perhaps sensing that killing intent, the Death Sub-dragon slowly stood up, its huge body exuding terrifying pressure.

"Roar!!"

Under a roar, the sound was like a wave, sweeping like a torrent.

"They're going to join forces?"

In the tree hole, Li Li Li Leyao said in surprise.

Chen Ang smiled and nodded. "If they don't join forces, how can we sit back and reap the rewards? It's quite good."

70: All trump cards revealed, the oriole behind.

After the words fell.

In Chen Ang's line of sight, the Death Sub-dragon suddenly opened its blood-red maw, and a jet of pitch-black Death Dragon Breath spewed out, destroying everything wherever it passed.

None of the four dared to resist hard, dodging one after another, and at the same time started to attack.

"Die for me."

Liu Mu roared, holding the large hammer with both hands and raising it high, jumping up and smashing it down at the Death Sub-dragon's head. The hammer was wrapped in the aura of blood, forming a terrifying blow.

*Boom—*

This blow landed on the Death Sub-dragon, making the Death Sub-dragon let out a painful sound, and then it suddenly whipped its tail, smashing Liu Mu away with a 'bang,' and blood spewed from its mouth.

"Rain of Fire."

Edward raised his staff and chanted, a huge magic circle appeared, and huge fireballs hit the Death Sub-dragon like rain.

"Roar."

The Death Sub-dragon roared, lifting its head and spewing dragon breath to meet it. Fire and death collided, turning the sky into two extremes, one crimson, one pitch-black.

For a time, it was actually a stalemate.

But it was precisely because of this that the other mage and You Xiang both attacked at the same time.

"Giggle, Death Sub-dragon, I've really never killed one, I think it should be very delicious, right?"

You Xiang licked her lips and giggled, her whole body revealing a charming look, but her body changed suddenly while speaking, as if she had turned into a demon, with blood-colored wings behind her and demon horns on her head. With a shake of her wings, she flew rapidly toward the Death Sub-dragon, and pink light condensed in her palm, and she slapped it down.

The Death Sub-dragon's dragon breath was interrupted. Under the roar, it swung a claw, and the terrifying speed sent You Xiang flying with a slap.

The next moment.

*Swish.*

There was another sound of breaking through the air.

It was Jero, who at this moment condensed a blade interwoven with thunder and wind and came straight over.

*Pfft.*

This blow actually pierced through the Death Sub-dragon's scales, leaving a huge wound on its back, and blood kept spewing out from it.

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Ang's eyes, saying, "These guys, their strength is indeed not weak, but... what's going on with that woman? Is it a demon attribute talent?"

"No."

Li Li Li Leyao shook her head and explained in a low voice, "It should be some kind of demon bloodline."

"You know?"

Chen Ang asked in surprise.

"Mm-hmm."

Li Li Li Leyao nodded. "My dad told me about the Blood Sect organization before. It seems to be an organization created by an evil person for a group of ordinary people who cannot become talented. They can obtain means comparable to talented people through various cruel means, blood, etc. Their strength depends on their own bloodline."

"I heard from my dad that this organization later believed in a certain god, and it became a tumor that is difficult to eradicate after it grew stronger."

Hearing this, Chen Ang showed contemplation in his eyes.

Bloodline?

It was a bit unique.

But that was all.

Although surprised, Chen Ang was not interested in the so-called bloodline.

He was a talented person, and in the end, he had to walk the path of a talented person.

However, if there was detailed information in the future, it would be worth studying.

As long as he could improve his strength without side effects, Chen Ang didn't mind trying.

With You Xiang's transformation.

Liu Mu also transformed.

After crawling up from the ground, his body turned into a bull-headed demon covered in flames at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a powerful aura, and he roared and attacked again.

A heavy hammer blow made the Death Sub-dragon let out a painful sound again.

However, the Death Sub-dragon slapped him away with a claw, and then suddenly focused its gaze on the two mages. Perhaps feeling that the long-range attacks of these two mages were too annoying, it quickly spewed a mouthful of dragon breath.

Edward dodged.

Jero was a bit too late, and could only raise his staff suddenly, forming a barrier in front of him to resist.

However, how could Death Dragon Breath be so easy to block?

*Crack.*

The barrier lasted no more than three seconds before it shattered directly, and then the Death Dragon Breath swallowed Jero like a torrent.

He didn't even have time to scream.

When the dragon breath dissipated, the mage Jero left only a skeleton.

"Damn it."

Seeing this scene, Edward cursed in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm, waving his staff again to continue attacking the Death Sub-dragon.

And You Xiang and Liu Mu, who were entangled around the sub-dragon, looked at each other, and sneers appeared on their faces.

Everything was self-evident.

The three of them were still attacking the Death Sub-dragon.

The strength of these three people was very strong.

At least in Chen Ang's view, they belonged to the existence that many talented people would definitely die if they encountered them at the same rank.

Therefore, under the joint attack of these three, the Death Sub-dragon soon began to have serious wounds, dragon blood kept spilling on the ground, and the roar became weaker and weaker.

Li Li Li Leyao asked worriedly, "Should we continue to watch? That sub-dragon is about to be killed by them."

"Don't worry."

Chen Ang's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "If we can snatch the Death Sub-dragon, we will, if we can't, it doesn't matter, keep waiting."

"Even if the sub-dragon is dead, they will still kill each other. Now is not the time to go out."

"I have a feeling that these guys all have trump cards."

The Death Sub-dragon was very tempting.

After all, it represented points.

Fifth rank, killing it would at least give ten thousand points.

But by comparison, personal safety was the most important thing.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Chen Ang wanted to be the oriole, so naturally, he had to have enough patience.

In his view, now was not a good time to go out.

Whether it was the Blood Sect or Wan Wan Xingta, if they dared to join forces, they naturally had the confidence to guard against each other.

They must have trump cards.

Without seeing the trump cards, Chen Ang would not act easily.

After speaking.

"Roar."

Seeing the Death Sub-dragon roar again, and then a jet of dragon breath spewed out.

It was already seriously injured.

This mouthful of dragon breath spewed directly at Edward.