He grabbed Wusheng's void, and at a distance of dozens of feet, Wusheng felt a huge suction force attracting him to the evil dragon. He hurriedly activated his magic power and used his magical power to escape.

"Get out." With a loud roar, the strong wind rolled over four times, and the people inside were screaming in pain.

The evil dragon was so fierce that it rushed into the village, caught the panicked person and stuffed it into its mouth.

Blood splattered out of his mouth,

Damn it!

Seeing this, Wusheng was furious.

With a palm, the strongest palm, the evil dragon just shook and waved it casually, and wanted to slap a fly. He felt a force like a tsunami coming towards him and suddenly lifted him out.

A blue light came from a distance, like a long river, falling on the evil dragon, cutting a hole in his robe.

"Zhang He!" The evil dragon turned his head and looked at the person coming.

"Things that don't know the truth!"

He punched hard, and there was a loud bang in the void, as if it was a landslide.

A scroll was unfolded in front of Zhang He. The scroll was a painting. In the painting, there was a mountain, a continuous mountain, towering and heavy. When the scroll was unfolded, there was a ray of light standing in front of him. Suddenly, there was a rippling sound, as if something was rushing over the ray of light.

"Are you so arrogant, aren't you afraid of Dongting Dragon Lord's punishment?" Zhang He shouted sternly.

"He, haha, just a few people died, what's the point?" the evil dragon said angrily.

"So crazy!" Zhang He was furious.

"I'm crazy, what can you do to me?"

The evil dragon was furious, and the wind and clouds in the sky changed color.

"I want to eat people!"

"You dare!"

The painting in Zhang He raised up and flew into the air. A mountain appeared from the painting and flew directly towards the evil dragon.

"Old Man Bai's painting?"

The mountain fell from the sky, and the dragon showed its true form. A dragon that was hundreds of feet long was suppressed by the mountain appearing in the void. He was constantly struggling and wandering, and there were still many scars on his body. In some places, the scales had fallen off, revealing bright red flesh and blood, and were still bleeding.

While struggling, the shadow of the towering and heavy mountain kept shaking.

"I can suppress me with a painting!"

The evil dragon roared angrily, and the blood on his body was flowing faster and faster, and he became more and more crazy. The phantom of the mountain was moving more and more violently, and he was about to be unable to suppress it.

Wusheng there kept urging the people in the village to leave here quickly.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The evil dragon breathed into wind, and the earth caused by struggle was shaking.

The phantoms of the mountain appearing in the scroll are getting dimmer and dimmer.

"Oh no, the consumption has been too much in the past few days and I can't hold on!" Zhang He said seeing this.

It’s not that the painting is not powerful enough, but that he doesn’t have much magic power left on his body, otherwise he would have been able to suppress this evil dragon for a while.

He looked back and saw that everyone in the village had evacuated.

But this is not a solution. If you have become a villager and another village, this evil dragon will never give up.

The shadows of the mountains in the air suddenly shattered, and the scroll was put together and returned to Zhang He's hands.

The evil dragon rushed towards Zhang He and Wusheng.

"They ran away, you two will pay for your life, and the flesh and blood of the monks will be even more nourished!"

In the end, he took people as supplements.

Walk,

Seeing this, the two of them immediately fled. The dragon followed them. Many people saw it. People were shocked. Some people were uneasy and began to flee.

The evil dragon in the air suddenly changed direction and flew towards a village. He sucked it in the air above the village, and immediately more than a dozen people were sucked into his stomach.

Zhang He unfolded the scroll again, his face turned much pale immediately.

A mountain in the air came from the sky and landed on the dragon, pressing it on the ground, with a rumbling sound, and the earth shook violently.

The evil dragon struggles.

"Mom." A child's cry.

She is a little girl of five or six years old, with a braid, very cute.

The evil dragon opened its mouth and sucked it. The child flew up and struggled in the air. His body was not controlled at all. He was about to be sucked into the evil dragon's mouth, but a figure was stopped from the air.

It was Wusheng, who saved the child halfway with his divine power.

"Go and find your mother quickly." Wusheng squatted down and said to the child.

"I can't find my mother anymore. Has she been eaten by a monster?" The girl's eyes were red and tears kept flowing.

Wusheng was stunned after hearing this, and turned around and looked at the evil dragon with a big mouth.

I just felt that my whole body was about to ignite, and I was holding my breath in my chest hard, but I couldn't vomit it out anyway.

"Xiaoyue." At this moment, a woman ran over in panic.

"Mom." The child shouted.

The woman picked up the child and ran away, without even saying thank you to Wusheng.

"How long can you suppress me? How many people can you protect me? After running away, I will eat something else!" The dragon roared, his eyes red, and he pretended to be crazy.

The evil dragon bounced its body, and the phantom of the mountain pressing on his back swayed a few times, and was about to be bounced away again.

Cough, Zhang He's body shook, blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

The phantom of the mountain was dim.

As the evil dragon moved hard, the scroll was rolled up again and returned to Zhang He's hand.

The evil dragon lost its suppression waved its sharp claws, four or five houses were overturned, and they opened their mouths and sucked them.

Wusheng took a step to the dragon's mouth and rescued the two of them.

The remaining few were sucked into his mouth, along with the man and the wood and stone. He turned around and watched helplessly.

Angry, helpless,

come out,

come out!

Can't you kill the evil dragon? Come out and kill him!

He wanted to hold his teeth and roared in a low voice.

He kept trying to activate the Dharma image and used the treasure of King Yu in his body, but there was no movement at all.

The evil dragon has destroyed more than a dozen houses in succession and swallowed dozens of people.

The sky is roaring with thunder and raindrops are constantly falling.

Zhang He's face was pale, and there was not much magic power left in his body.

The evil dragon opens its mouth,

Stepless steps,

Divine Foot Power,

He saved three people,

Turning around and looking at the evil dragon that was still opening its mouth,

Stepping out, grabbing three people,

Walk,

Dragon claws as big as houses suddenly attacked,

The body of Wusheng disappeared,

The next moment, he appeared a mile away, fell to the ground, rolled, and collapsed several houses. The two people rescued from his hands fell to the ground, his head was bleeding, and he was dying, and he saw that he had lost his breath.

The evil dragon not far away was still doing whatever he wanted, but he had no choice.

Today's evil dragon, the future water will be in the sky,

Wusheng raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face, and then fell on it again.

Looking down at the crescent mark on his right hand,

Take a deep breath,

He heard the thunder in the sky, the wind and rain around him, the panic shouts, Zhang He's helpless sigh, and his breathing like a cow.

When I move a little, my whole body will hurt.

His clothes were broken, and blood kept flowing along his clothes.

Just now, in order to save people, he was swept by the dragon claws, and almost tore him apart in one move.
Chapter completed!