The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 144 Revealing Your Body
At the bottom of the lake, on the blue stone, Ding Lin's true form appeared. A three-meter-long dragon body was lying straight. The blue stone was not big enough, and his tail was stretched out, drooping limply. He lowered his brows and closed his eyes. His breathing was extremely weak, intermittent, sometimes non-existent, with more inhalation than exhalation. His life was like a candle in the wind, barely maintaining, and about to go out.

Ding Lin placed a trace of thought in the spiritual vein, hid in the mountain, and silently watched everything happening outside -

His Mountain God Seal has been completely refined and can do things that other great monsters cannot do.

Very good, one has been solved.

"Roar!"

A tiger roared, shaking the whole area.

In the field of vision, there was a violent wind blowing, sweeping across the entire mountain in an instant, and the leaves were falling. In this chaos, the tiger demon held his head high and his chest puffed out, his whole body full of momentum. He stretched out his hand and a blood-red long sword was held in his right hand.

On the other side, the sheep demon and the bear demon looked at each other, their eyes suddenly turned solemn, and spiritual lights lit up one after another. They each held their weapons. The sheep demon held a dagger in each hand, and the demonic energy flowed, flickering at the tip of the dagger, like two poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues. The bear demon held a copper stick in both hands, as thick as a teacup. The muscles in his arms were bulging and swollen, showing his full strength.

Now that the wolf eagle is dead, there is no additional interference. In addition, with the incident at the beginning, as the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food, even if there is still a way out, it has to be fought again. Only when both sides are helpless can there be talk.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

brush!
The tiger demon attacked first. He strode forward, his long sword dragging on the ground. Wherever he passed, he plowed a deep gully. The fallen leaves all over the mountain fluttered, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they were picked up by the demonic wind again. The wind came from the tiger, and he had taken the lead in turning this mountain into his temporary home.

"drink!"

The sheep demon and the bear demon looked at each other, then separated to both sides, one from the left, the other from the right, and they also rushed towards the tiger demon from both sides. Due to carelessness, the tiger demon seized the initiative, so they could not afford to lose in momentum. After the first attack, both sides actually had a rough idea in their hearts that the victory or defeat was actually fifty-fifty, and the more so, the less they could afford to be timid.

Being timid will lead to hesitation, and hesitation will lead to defeat.

Ding Lin hid at the bottom of the lake and waited quietly.

Don't rush to act.

Even a little leisurely.

let's hit.

Fight hard, preferably until both sides are injured.

Three evil winds were approaching rapidly, and were about to collide again.

Ding Lin was watching leisurely, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. He was stunned for a moment. It was not a random feeling, but a sudden impulse. He could not help but pay attention to it. He wondered if there was any omission. Suddenly, Ding Lin's eyes froze, and the next moment, without thinking, he swung his long tail and rushed out of the lake.

"Wow!"

The surface of the lake exploded all of a sudden, and a red dragon broke through the air. Almost at the moment when Ding Lin took off into the air, the blue stone on the bottom of the lake where he had just been living suddenly exploded. Stones flew everywhere, and an illusory, ferocious tiger head appeared, revealing its fierce appearance. It only existed for a moment, and then dissipated. A terrifying alien demonic aura spread, emitting exactly the same smell as the tiger demon, wantonly disturbing the clear water in the lake.

In mid-air, Ding Lin's body shook and he turned into a human form. He had just transformed into a dragon not long ago and had not yet completely merged into the demon body. The situation was urgent and chaotic at the moment, so it would be better for him to transform into a human form.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Unfortunately, Ding Lin is not the oriole.

In fact, if Ding Lin had reacted a little slower, he would not have died instantly from the tiger's roar, but he would have been seriously injured.

Now, relying on the magical effect of the broken leaves of the Precious Lotus Lantern, Ding Lin can recover from his injuries quickly, but if he is injured to this extent, he will have to consume at least several Yuanshen Demon Pills. Without a few days, he will not be able to recover at all.

Just now, in a flash, Ding Lin suddenly thought that since the sheep demons knew to lure out the wolf-eagle by pretending to be seriously injured and dying, how could they trust him and not even be sure of the injury of their prey? Unless, they also planned to attack him at the same time, and the one who attacked over there was the sheep demon, then he could only be the tiger demon. Although they were fighting and even tore their faces apart, they still had an unspoken tacit understanding.

In the world of monsters, there is no fight without destruction, but before the fight, it is a basic quality to eliminate all other interfering factors first.

Ding Lin's practice was still short and he had not yet fully adapted, but now he had figured out the key points. Under the sunlight, although his face was gloomy, he did not look surprised. With a single hand, Ding Lin took the long sword from Princess Halloween and it appeared in his palm at the same time.

Just as Ding Lin was ready for battle, at the top of the mountain, the figures of the tiger demon, the sheep demon and the bear demon finally gathered together, but the expected collision did not happen. They looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then passed each other by. What a damn tacit understanding.

not good.

Ding Lin's eyes flickered violently, and sure enough, the next moment, the figures of the sheep demon and the bear demon flew past the tiger demon, made another mistake, and then jumped high. When they reappeared, they were already on the left and right sides of Ding Lin. On the left were two daggers as vicious and ferocious as snakes, and on the right was a copper stick held high, blocking the sun's rays, and a shadow fell on Ding Lin's face. They were attacked from both sides, and they were two masters of the same level. At such a close distance, it was impossible to dodge them all. But unexpectedly, only one dagger of the sheep demon's arms stabbed at him, and the other dagger swung horizontally, and actually swung a demonic energy to the back. It was an unexpected surprise. Ding Lin has now successfully transformed into a dragon, and his agility is no longer the same as before. In addition, the sheep demon is slightly waterproof, so he slightly turned sideways to avoid the dagger handed over by the sheep demon, and then, holding the sword in both hands, he faced the bear demon.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The weapons clashed and evil spirits spread everywhere.

The bear monster's stick was unexpectedly heavy. A rough feeling suggested that it was definitely over five thousand pounds. If it were before when he was still a carp, Ding Lin would not be able to withstand this stick. But now with his dragon body he could handle it. After a moment of stalemate, Ding Lin's eyes flashed. The next moment, he took the initiative to show weakness, slightly retracted his strength, and deliberately let himself be hit by the stick. "Puff!" Water splashed everywhere, and Ding Lin fell into the water again.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared.

On the other side, after the tiger demon's body intersected with the sheep and bear demons, he immediately turned around, swept the long sword in his hand, gathered demonic energy, and chopped towards Ding Lin. This sword did not distinguish between friend and foe. Ding Lin was his target, and so were the sheep and bear demons. Ding Lin was seriously injured, so it was a tacit understanding to kill him first to avoid any accidents. With the means of the sheep demon and the bear demon, it was almost certain that they would attack close to them. The tiger demon's subsequent sword was just a precaution. But since it was so stable, it would not be surprising to take advantage of the situation and include the sheep and bear demons in the attack.

The tiger demon thought so, and the sheep and bear demons could naturally think of it as well.

Therefore, although he was double-teamed on both sides, the main force taking action was only the bear monster. The attack from the sheep monster was more of an offense instead of a defense. Most of his attention was actually spent on guarding against the tiger monster. However, even so, he did not expect that the stab would miss. After all, from what he saw along the way, Ding Lin should be seriously injured without a doubt. Even if he was lucky enough to still be able to move to a certain extent, he would definitely not have any strength left.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound in mid-air.

After knocking Ding Lin down with a stick, the bear demon also felt something was wrong. Although the force transmitted from the stick just now was a little weaker than his, it was definitely impossible for it to come from a seriously injured dragon spirit. But after repelling Ding Lin, he had no time to think about it. The tiger demon's sword energy had arrived. He had originally used only seven points of strength to attack Ding Lin, leaving three points room. At this moment, he swept the tip of the stick, summoned the remaining strength, and met the illusory tiger head together with the sheep demon.

There was a moment of stalemate.

Suddenly, the sheep demon's expression changed. He abruptly withdrew the dagger that was in a stalemate with the tiger demon, leaving all the pressure to the bear demon. Then he crossed the two daggers and blocked his left chest.

"choke!"

There was a crisp sound of weapons clashing.

The sheep demon flew backwards quickly, a line of blood spurting out from his chest. A wound deep to the bone was torn open on his left chest, and the beating heart was faintly visible behind the ribs. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and the two daggers blocked the evil spirit that would have torn his heart into pieces. Although this time, although it looked tragic, it was only a flesh wound.

"puff!"

It was just a little bit late, and the bear monster spurted blood from its mouth and was thrown to the other side, its face suddenly turning extremely pale. The tiger monster was a big monster at the third stage of Yuanshen, and the bear monster could not stop it with just his strength. The sheep monster suddenly withdrew his attack, and although it saved his own life, it hurt him. With just this one blow, he was seriously injured.

"Roar!"

The tiger head was still as powerful as ever, and after all this consumption, it returned to its original appearance. A blood-red blade energy slashed backwards, and there were a series of "crackling" sounds, and I don't know how many ancient trees were cut down.

"Old sheep!"

The bear demon cursed angrily, but suddenly he saw the misery of the sheep demon, and the rest of the words got stuck in his throat.

The sword that wounded the sheep monster was naturally the work of Ding Lin. He deliberately took advantage of the force of the bear monster to fall into the water. Not only did he escape and avoid the subsequent slash from the tiger monster, he also took advantage of the stalemate between the sheep and bear monsters and the tiger monster to stab the sheep monster. He originally wanted to kill it with one blow, but these big monsters who had lived for thousands of years were very experienced and had sharp reactions. Even under such a disadvantage, they were able to make accurate choices and saved their lives at the critical moment.

"You're not hurt."

The bear demon stared at Ding Lin intently. If looks could kill, Ding Lin would have been dead by now. But unfortunately, no matter how much regret or annoyance he felt, emotions were useless and had no killing power at all.

"Old Bear."

The sheep demon called out, and he turned his right wrist, retracted the dagger into his sleeve, covered the wound with his hand, and the demonic energy surged, temporarily stopping the bleeding. Then he looked at Ding Lin and the tiger demon with vigilance, stood up, and rushed to the side of the bear demon and stood with him.

At this time, the situation on the field changed again and they became the weakest side.

Ding Lin said nothing, his eyes alert, and flew out of the lake again, hanging in the air, a few wisps of water vapor lingering around his body, real and unreal. The edge of the sword in his hand was covered in blood. The blood was extremely lively, trembling and struggling, trying to return to the body of the sheep demon. Ding Lin's demonic energy burst out and killed the spirit. The tip of his sword drooped downward, and drops of clear blood rolled down the spine of the sword and dripped into the small lake, soon spreading a red blush.

The sheep demon looked at the dripping blood, and pain flashed in his eyes. Those were the blood of his heart. Although not as precious as his essence and blood, they were more precious than ordinary blood. If he could take them back, his injuries would be at least half as lightened. But now, with the spirituality in the blood being killed, this idea naturally became a bubble.

"You have such a good mind and great skills, but I actually misjudged you. Not only are you not injured, but you have such a high level of magical power and the advantage of being at home. If you were not careful, even I might have been in trouble today." said the tiger demon.

(End of this chapter)