Chapter 1295

The sudden sound of dragon chant made Ye Qian feel extremely strange. After all, the iron stick in Zhang Hao's hand was from ye Qian's hand, but ye Qian did not add any dragon formation array in the refining process. At this moment, even ye Qian did not understand how the powerful sound of dragon chanting sounded from the iron bar.

Looking at the iron stick that had broken away from Zhang Hao's palm in the air, ye Qian was silent for a long time and could not say a word.

However, while ye Qian felt surprised, something strange happened again. After a burst of dragon chanting, the flame around the iron bar was actually extinguished, but the whole body was emitting red light.

Ye Qian could see clearly that a golden dragon with five claws was hovering on the stick, and the dragon's whiskers were still shaking, as if they were living creatures.

Then, the stick trembled and turned into a red dragon. With flames in his mouth, he ran straight to Zhang Hao.

This scene made Liu Mingchuan look a bit dumbfounded. At the moment, Liu Ming couldn't stop murmuring to himself: "I drop a good boy, this, what's the situation..."

Liu Mingchuan couldn't understand what he saw in front of him. What had been a dead stick turned into a red dragon.

As for the dragon's surprise attack, Zhang Hao just stepped back a little, and yelled at him: "hum, it's good. I don't believe it. I can't subdue you today!"

Then Zhang Hao's mouth immediately let out a burst of roar.

The roaring sound was extremely loud, with the smell of killing.

Then, Liu Mingchuan and ye Qian looked at Zhang Hao's body shape began to grow up. Up to more than two meters to stop, and at the moment Zhang Hao all over the body are blooming with golden light.

"Wusong, as it should be, is indeed the basic training method of the ancient witch family. The golden body of the witch family is very sharp and tight."

Ye Qian praised him as he looked at it. However, he didn't seem to be nervous at all. Instead, it was Zhang Hao, and the whole person was shaking. Liu Mingchuan felt a burst of fear from Zhang Hao and the red dragon.

At the moment, the training room on the third floor of the whole sky city is almost filled with an irresistible will to fight. This will to fight comes from Zhang Hao and from the ancient witch clan.

Facing the red dragon, Zhang Hao did not hide or dodge, but also tried to move forward a few steps.

At the moment, Zhang Hao's huge palm pinched the scales and claws of the red dragon in one hand and pinched the dragon's throat with the other.

In the eyes of the ancient sorcerers, the dragon is not really terrible. There are even many ancient Sorcerer's mounts that are dragons. So at the moment, feeling the horror of Zhang Hao, the red dragon began to tremble.

"Roar..."

With a fierce roar, Zhang Hao turned over and sat directly on the red dragon, holding his hands on the dragon's head. Huge fists roared down one after another.

After a few efforts, the red dragon felt dizzy and fell on the floor of the training room on the third floor.

Riding on the dragon, Zhang Hao sneered: "I see you are not honest?"

The Dragon felt the blow of Zhang Hao's heavy fist and quickly whimpered, as if to beg for mercy.

Seeing the red dragon finally softened, Zhang Hao came down from his body with a smile.

The red dragon seemed to be afraid of Zhang Hao. He didn't even dare to look at him. He just crawled under his feet.

At the moment, ye Qian, with a faint smile, went forward and said, "Congratulations, Haozi, you finally accepted your magic weapon!"

In the face of Ye Qian, Zhang Hao is smiling, which is a proud expression on his face.

Then, Zhang Hao stretched out his palm and said, "what are you doing on the ground? Come back!"

Obviously, Zhang Hao said this to the red dragon crawling on the floor. The Dragon quickly nodded his head. Although he looked dejected, he did not dare to challenge Zhang Hao again.

In a flash, the red dragon turned into a red light and disappeared.

At the next moment, ye Qian and Liu Mingchuan saw a dragon ring on the middle finger of Zhang Hao's right hand.

The whole body of the ring is red with blood. The whole body is like a dragon circling on Zhang Hao's fingers. On the surface of the ring, there is a parallel dragon head. The eyes are still blinking, which is quite lovely.

Liu Mingchuan saw this ring, which is called envy, jealousy and hatred.

Two steps forward, Liu Mingchuan is holding Zhang Hao's hand and saying: "Haodeng son, you are developed. This ring, this ring is really beautiful, how about I wear it?"

After hearing Liu Ming's words, Zhang Hao didn't say anything. The dragon ring on the ring moved first. The dragon head on the ring suddenly moved. His mouth opened and he took a bite at Liu Mingchuan.

Liu Mingchuan was caught off guard. The index finger of his left hand was just bitten in the middle. The painful Liu Mingchuan was a burst of shouting."Pain, pain, pain, let go, let go, I don't wear it, I can't do it without wearing it!"

Listening to Liu Ming's story, he accepted defeat, and the dragon pattern ring made a disdainful hum in his breath.

Covering his finger, Liu Mingchuan called out a displeasure, glared at Zhang Hao fiercely and said: "hum, it's really like the master type. Haozi, this magic weapon is just like you, smelly and hard!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao and ye Qian on one side can't help laughing.

At the moment, ye Qian is a few steps to go to Zhang Hao, finger gently raised in Zhang Hao's hand on this ring light.

The dragon ring is very afraid of Ye Qian and has no idea of making a mistake. After all, no matter how powerful he is, it is also refined by Ye Qian. There is a natural fear for ye Qian's breath.

Ye Qian's finger lightly, the dragon ring immediately showed his original appearance.

A reddish red Qi Mei stick is suspended in the air. The whole body of the stick is bright red. A dragon pattern is attached to the stick. The scales and scales are clearly visible. There is a dragon power coming out of the stick.

Looking at his weapon, Zhang Hao was full of emotion and said to Ye Qian: "brother ye, you refined this iron bar, or you can give him a name?"

Ye Qian thought for a moment and said with a smile, "well, I see that he is full of dragon power and red. I'd better call him red dragon chant!"

"Red Dragon chant, red dragon chant, good and good, it's called Red Dragon chant, ha ha, I've finally got my own magic weapon!" Excited, Zhang Hao picked up the red dragon song and began to dance.

Liu Mingchuan murmured at the corners of his mouth and said with a face full of taste: "brother in law, Haozi, this boy's magic weapon has been practiced. What about mine?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there will be all, there will be!" Ye Qian smiles faintly, soothing Liu Mingchuan like a child.

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