Chapter 1024: Encircling and Killing Jiao Quan

The other side.

With the help of the flying boat, Jiao Quan easily caught up with Jiao Jing who was trying to escape.

Looking at the graceful figure in front of the flying boat, he showed an evil and sick smile.

"She is so damn beautiful. If it weren't for the support of the Dragon Clan when I fight for the throne in the future, I would be reluctant to let her go."

After sighing, he stepped heavily on the flying boat.

The flying boat's forward speed immediately increased sharply, and its tip pushed against Jiao Jing's body.

"Beauty, my brother is coming, why don't you surrender?"

Listening to Jiao Quan's flirtatious teasing, a dangerous smile appeared on Jiao Jing's face.

You bastard, you don't even know you're about to die.

However, he knew that he had to drag the battlefield as far away as possible to create conditions for Brother Jiao Hong to escape Ao Bing's pursuit. And it is obvious that Jiao Quan's purpose is to capture himself, so he is probably planning to chase him all the way and force himself to run away, so as to consume as much mana as possible, so that he can easily capture himself.

In fact, his guess was absolutely correct.

Although Jiao Quan was confident that he would be able to defeat Jiao Jing, his opponent was also in the late stage of enlightenment. It was almost impossible to capture him without seriously injuring him even if he really tried his best.

Forcing her to use up all her mana is the best option.

Therefore, the current situation makes both parties particularly satisfied.

After flying more than two thousand miles again, Jiao Jing's mana was almost completely exhausted, and his flight speed dropped to less than 30% of the previous speed.

At this time, his face was full of anxiety and panic.

While swallowing the elixir into his mouth, he turned around and scolded sternly: "Why are you, the holy son of the Dragon Clan, willing to be a dog for the Dragon Clan?"

Jiao Quan sneered without any sense of shame, "My Jiao Dragon clan is originally a branch of the Dragon clan. The entire Jiao Dragon clan is a dog of the Dragon clan. What happened to this holy son being a dog for Ao Bing? Who do you think makes a dog of the Dragon clan? Is it possible?”

Jiao Jing sighed, "You are really shameless!"

"Just give up obediently. You won't be able to run very far like this, so why bother. Ao Bing is the third prince of the Dragon Clan and will probably become the Lord of the Dragon Clan in the future. If you can please her, you will be able to rule the entire endless sea in the future. It's not impossible." Jiao Quan said seductively.

"I will never give up until the end." Jiao Jing let out an angry roar, once again used the little mana in his body, and continued to fly forward.

"Stubborn!" Jiao Quan snorted coldly and slowly urged the flying boat to continue following behind.

After moving forward for dozens of miles, Jiao Jing had reached his limit, his speed had dropped to less than 10% of normal speed, and he could only barely maintain his body balance.

Feeling Jiao Jing's miserable face, desperate eyes, and extremely weak aura fluctuations, Jiao Quan felt that it was the best time to take action.

So he laughed, and with the sound of howling wind, he turned into his real body and grabbed Jiao Jing below.

"Beauty, stop struggling, I won't hurt you...fuck you!"

His eyes almost popped out of his head.

The scene before him simply exceeded his wildest imagination.

The one below turned out to be a silver-white dragon with a slender body!

This is not the crux of the problem, the crux is that this dragon is actually male!

Male! ! !

a bolt from the blue!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again.

Still male!

Jiao Quan was stunned. He couldn't imagine what Ao Bing's reaction would be if he knew that he actually sent a man to him. I'm afraid it wouldn't be surprising even if he just twists his own head off.

Seeing his dull look, Jiao Jing below couldn't help but have a dangerous and bloodthirsty smile appear on his lips.

He looked up to the sky and let out an angry roar, "Jiao Quan, you bastard, take your life!"

A strong wind blew, and the oncoming murderous intent chilled his bones. Jiao Quan finally recovered from the extreme shock.

"You fucking dare to deceive this Holy Son, you will die!"

An angry roar sounded, and Jiao Quan's body suddenly swelled by three thirds. His cold scales protruded, and he scratched Jiao Jing's neck with one claw.

The two dragons started a life-and-death fight, with scales flying and blood flowing continuously.

Jiao Quan is half a small level higher, and the demon essence in his body has not been depleted at all, so he will naturally have the upper hand.

But he didn't dare to despise the opponent at all, because the opponent was simply desperate for his life. He was pressed and beaten by him but he had no intention of giving up.

"Crack!"

During the wrestling, the claw of the dragon below was broken.

Jiao Quan's eyes widened, and he roared with a ferocious smile: "Go to hell! Bastard, your essence and blood look very pure, so I, the Holy Son, accepted it with a smile."

"It's you who died!" Jiao Jing's claws were twisted and deformed, and his body was dripping with blood, but his face was filled with pleasure and a strong sense of ridicule.

Seeing his expression, Jiao Quan was angry and puzzled.

Is this damn boy crazy?

The next moment, he knew the answer.

Buzz~buzz~

Endless ferocious and violent auras suddenly came from all directions, making him feel chilled all over.

Not caring about killing Jiao Jing, he hurriedly raised his eyes and looked around, only to find that nearly a hundred strange flying ants the size of fists and covered in red gold had appeared around him, surrounding him and Jiao Jing.

"Hmph, you want to kill this Holy Son, are you dreaming!"

Jiao Quan snorted angrily and slapped the storage bag beside him with one claw, intending to use the talisman to fight the enemy.

As the most promising and respected son of the Jiaolong clan, he has no shortage of talismans.

However, his movements were too slow.

Because Jiao Jing was holding him tightly, and he had no intention of giving up even if his claws were twisted and deformed.

Buzz~buzz~

Nearly a million ants immediately pounced on him from all directions and began to devour him crazily.

Almost in an instant, Jiao Quan turned into a blood dragon.

Ah~

A shrill scream sounded, Jiao Quan was so painful that he threw Jiao Jing away, and then desperately swung his claws at the ants on his body, pulling off large pieces of flesh and blood.

It was useless.

These ants were extremely tough, and the ants were not released from their claws and hard jaws except for slapping them into the flesh and blood.

In desperation, Jiao Quan could only let out an extremely angry roar, and a layer of golden shield suddenly appeared on his body, forcibly repelling nearly a hundred ants.

Jiao Jing, who stood aside and watched Jiao Quan's miserable state with indifference and satisfaction, was suddenly slightly shocked.

This damn Jiao Quan actually had such a life-saving treasure.

The son of the powerful clan, indeed, had many backers, and it was not so easy to kill.

But the next moment, he was relieved.

Because the Ten Thousand Devouring Ants that were repelled by the golden light curtain did not have the slightest intention of giving up, but continued to lie on the golden light curtain and gnawed frantically, making waves of creepy and weird sounds.

In particular, the juice they spewed out was so corrosive that the golden light curtain, which seemed indestructible and substantial, was actually flashing with golden light very quickly. It seemed that it would not be long before the light curtain would shatter.