Chapter 185: Dragon vs. Queen of Thorns

The Queen of Thorns is entrenched by the pool, her huge body curled up together, and every flesh-colored iron bristles on her body is approaching the thickest flesh-colored iron bristles that connects her head. The tribulus are close together and form a hemisphere. The top of the hemisphere is her charming face and the dark complexion Liang Jingyin.
When an animal is attacked and enters high alert, this kind of curled up posture will often appear. For example, a frightened kitten will curl up or a disturbed little snake will close its body tightly. This posture is in a certain way. To a certain extent, it is also a signal before the animals attack.
Of course, it is also the natural reaction that they feel that their opponents are strong, the enemy's current natural reaction.
So does the Queen of Thorns feel the same when facing the Dragon?
I remember that she did say that she had met an opponent.
Does this dragon who can control the purple flame really scare her?
Princess Musk Moon began to sob again, the black-faced dragon always dangling in front of her eyes, looking at her with malicious eyes. She wanted to avoid his unscrupulous gaze, but because she was trapped in the flower-shaped droplets, he could only look at it from head to toe. As the princess of the goddess of the Golden Elephant Kingdom, she really felt that she was not as good as a chicken as a phoenix. If anyone dared to be so presumptuous in the past, she would have to ask her father to find a guard to pick out his eyeballs.
The black-faced man seemed to see her thoughts, so he approached the flower-shaped water drop, staring at the princess's beautiful beauty, and even more presumptuously, "The first beauty of the Golden Elephant Kingdom, Princess Musk Moon, you will soon become my pressure. Mrs. Zhai. Please be happy, don't always be so frowning. I will definitely make you happy, and I will never make you cry like you do now. This plant is so ignorant."
As the black-faced man said, he had the courage to reach out to touch the princess's golden lotus, the flower-shaped water drop chirped and avoided.
"It's another infuriating barrier set up by your despicable plant. It is not allowed to be touched by others. I will tear it down later to see if it hinders me. It's really a terrible sight." The black-faced man stomped his feet in disappointment.
The Queen of Thorns said angrily, "Presumptuous! I said stop! Don't touch my beauty with your dirty hands."
The black-faced man laughed, "Okay, I won't touch the beauty now. After I defeat your plant, the beauty will naturally be mine. At that time, I will touch whatever I want."
Although the black-faced man's arrogance was very arrogant, the Queen of Thorns responded mediocre.
Upon seeing this, Liang Jingyin sighed, "Queen of Thorns, it seems that Princess Musk Moon and I are really going to be killed by you, so you must come to find this dragon and why do you have bad luck."
"Shut up. Are you qualified to reprimand me?" the Queen of Thorns roared impatiently.
So far, no one knows if Queen of Thorns will regret her challenge to Xulong because of her idleness, and even she herself cannot tell whether she regrets it or not.
Liang Jingyin’s worries are not unreasonable. He witnessed how the Queen of Thorns grew from a flesh-colored iron brier with the thickness of a finger to such a behemoth now. The Queen of Thorns has always spread her body on the ground, like a giant Like the Tentacle Monster, it was the first time that flesh-colored iron tribulus spread out on the ground, curled into a ball like this, and gathered the body tightly together.
He even felt her body tremble slightly because of tension, which was easy to feel because his head grew on her body. The greenish flesh-colored iron tribulus gradually shrank together under his head, gathering under the heads of him and Queen of Thorns.
He opened his eyes in horror and stared at the seductive face of Queen of Thorns, pretending to be calm.
The Queen of Thorns coughed twice, stretched her eyebrows as much as possible, and showed her sweetest smile.
He knew that her smile was pretended, but in fact her body was trembling all the time, so that her hair made of thin, flesh-colored iron tribulus was trembling slightly.
"My whole life--" When she said this, she paused and raised her voice. "Blackfaced Dragon, you know I have practiced for thousands of years. Within these thousand years, I have never defeated the ability to control the purple flame. The mage."
The black-faced man knew the changes in Queen Thorns' body. He paced around in front of her nonchalantly, even deliberately kicking a few small stones by the pool onto her huge flesh-colored body.
Even with such an obvious provocation, the Queen of Thorns didn't say anything, she just moved a little further away from him, and then curled her body tighter.
The black-faced man laughed, "The plant, are you finally afraid? Your previous opponents are so useless, they can only play with red flames and black flames, but to you, they are like It’s a child’s house wine. The mage who controls the purple flame is your nemesis."
The Queen of Thorns sneered, "Black-faced Dragon, I have always been eager to meet the mage who controls the purple flame. If I can defeat the mage who controls the purple flame, it means that my combat effectiveness has reached a new level."
The black-faced man laughed, "Come on then, it's time to test your spells."
The Queen of Thorns snorted coldly, "Then I will be welcome, the mage who controls the purple flame."
The Queen of Thorns stretched out her tentacles and sowed a handful of seeds on the ground.
As soon as the seeds hit the ground, they slid into the soil.
The black-faced man smiled, "Do you want to do this again? The seeds will go down and a lot of tribulus will grow, right? This trick is too old-fashioned."
After speaking, the black-faced man spit out a purple fireball.
The fireball was the size of a soybean, and it was burning with purple flames. The color was extremely brilliant, consistent with the purple flames before.
The purple fireball hopped around in the palm of the black-faced man like a naughty child.
The purple flames were so brilliant that people couldn't open their eyes.
The purple fireball grows as soon as it hits the wind, and it becomes the size of a basketball in the blink of an eye.
This basketball-sized fireball turned into a purple rooster, standing in his palm.
The purple rooster had purple feathers, purple combs and feet, staring at a pair of purple-black eyes, and it was extremely majestic.
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, the purple rooster jumped from the palm of the black-faced man to the ground, and then paced on the ground.
Giggle-- giggle--
The purple rooster craned its neck and crowed.
The loud voice actually spread far away.
After a while, the seeds sown by the Queen of Thorns had taken root and sprouted from the soil.
The tender green leaves and stalks opened the mud on top of them, drilled out of the ground, and continued to grow wildly.
The Queen of Thorns looked at the rapidly growing young plants with a triumphant smile on her face.