Chapter 231

According to the map given by isera, zuifeng begins to search for the nest of death wing in the dream.

Before the well of eternity had exploded, the pattern of Azeroth was quite different. It took a long time for drunk wind to come to the nest of death wing in the dream.

Seeing the familiar place, zuifeng sighed.

"It's a pity that many of my engineering gadgets can't be used - or I'll give Deathwing a big gift!"

Shaking his head, Zui Feng returned to the reality and began to sneak into the action.

It's strange that there are no black dragons at the front door of Deathwing's nest - only a few drogbar are playing a boring snail race, whining and competing with each other to find the snail that runs faster.

"The custom of the drogbarce snail is very early." In the shadow, zuifeng shook his head, "for ten thousand years, these guys have not changed the track..."

These old drogbar are strong and stubborn. They are the product of the blood and flesh curse of the ancient gods. In many ways, they want to be close to the earth, but they are closer to the earth.

It is because these poor drogbars are close to the earth that they are watched by the wings of death and become his slaves - but in zuifeng's opinion, these drogbars are still very calm and have no anger of being enslaved

As zuifeng crept into the nest of the wings of death, two painful growls came out of the nest. One of them was familiar to zuifeng, which came from the wing of death, and the other came from other black dragons.

"Hum, rubbish!"

In the complaint of death wing, the body of a black dragon is carried out.

Hiding in the corner, zuifeng looked at the poor black dragon carefully - it looked like a young female black dragon. Her whole body was burnt, and her neck had been strangled. It seemed that the dragon's tail was strangled. According to the shape of the trace, zuifeng preliminarily judged that it was the dead wing. No black dragon except him had such a thick tail.

Because he was far away, zuifeng had no chance to observe carefully, so he could not judge where the fatal injury of the black dragon was. But at this moment, he already understood why the death wing said she was a waste.

After using the spirit of the devil, although Deathwing defeated the Dragon Legion and severely damaged the blue dragon, the sequelae was also very obvious - his body was constantly splitting, and whether shadows and lava gushed from the gap.

Other times are fine, but as the Dragon King of the black dragon, the wing of death is responsible for the task of reproduction, but who can bear a guy who is full of fire?

In fact, this is the third black dragon to be carried out after death wing uses the spirit of the devil

"Call him sinastra, call him sinastra!"

Hearing the death wing's cry, zuifeng silently sympathizes with his mother-in-law, and then happily continues to move into the deep nest.

"Well, I can assure you that you don't have time to take care of me. How hard are you, mother-in-law..."

It's not zuifeng who doesn't want to help hinesetra. He doesn't dare - in case of butterfly effect, when he goes back to find that his wife is gone, who should he go to cry with?

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Maybe it's because death wing's attention has been attracted by the happiness of the second half of her life, and Zui Feng's sneaking in is extremely smooth.

Under the familiar road, Zui Feng soon came to the deepest part of the nest of the wings of death, not far away from a wall. A black dragon king was carrying out an indescribable movement.

"I hope Deathwing doesn't have the habit of carrying the spirit of the devil with him..." Zui Feng prayed, "at least not now..."

In the exhibition room of Deathwing nest, zuifeng saw the devil's soul where black point said he had found the hammer of kazgros.

There was no time to control whether there was warning magic or not. Zuifeng went directly to take the disc. At this time, he noticed that there were many black dragon eggs on the platform not far away, which seemed to be carrying out some kind of ceremony.

"Did the wing of death corrupt the black dragon from this time on?" Zui Feng picked eyebrows, "it seems that I can manage this matter."

Thinking of this, zuifeng directly Xianglong jumped onto the platform in the sky and sat down on the ground.

"Look for simplicity!"

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Zuifeng thinks that since he contacted the branches of Ghana, he has made a lot of progress in using skills such as simple and simple.

White halo spread out, rotten dragon eggs were drunk wind purification, above the ancient god's breath more and more pale.

"Well, that won't do." Drunk wind quickly stop, "wing of death is not a fool, if I purify these dragon eggs, he will be corrupting again."

Thinking of this, zuifeng stopped seeing the simplicity, put those slightly polluted eggs, turned and jumped off the platform.

This time, drunk wind regardless of 37 21, directly picked up the spirit of the devil.

"Who's there?" Just when zuifeng's fingertip just met the spirit of the devil, a powerful voice exploded in the nest, "how dare some ants dare to spy on my treasure? You will die without a graveUnfortunately, death wing's threat didn't work.

Drunk wind directly grasped the soul of the dragon in his hand. Although the soul was burned to pain, he still got up and returned to the dream for the first time.

as easy as blowing off dust can not easily be replaced by dreams, but the demon spirit itself contains some of the essence of green dragon, so this transfer is effortless.

In reality, wing of death rushed to his collection room at the first time. The hammer of kazgros was still there, but the spirit of the devil disappeared. He sniffed it carefully and found the smell of jade dream left by zuoyeng.

"Isera, good..." The wing of death laughed angrily, "your cleverness is very good - but I don't believe you can hide in the dream all the time! As long as you dare to come out, I promise you will die! "

On the other side, Zui Feng, who has just entered the dream, throws the soul of the dragon to the ground.

Hands ache!

Artifact is not so easy to deal with, especially the spirit of the dragon.

At this moment, although zuifeng's hands are in the state of soul, they are completely burned. The sharp pain of his soul makes him have to put the devil's soul aside temporarily.

"No, I can't just take it with me, or I may leave some permanent damage. I'll try to find a container..."

"But I can't put it here. After all, it's the spirit of the devil..."

In the drunken wind tangled time, he saw a familiar tall figure.

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