A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 287 Two Eighty Seven: Brother Zheng Kun

Inside the bamboo forest that day.

Zheng Qian switched to the ground and came to the creek where Zhao Aotian sat before.

The water is still so clear.

The sweet wind gently blows the bamboo forest, rustling rustling, peaceful and peaceful, as if the hustle and bustle of the world will leave you.

Zheng Qian suddenly understood why Zhao Aotian could sit here for three days.

The environment is really good.

It would be great if there was a little wine and a barbecue grill.

After staying for about a quarter of an hour, Zheng Qian finally took a deep breath and raised his head.

“When will I see? Come out.” Zheng Qian said.

In the dense bamboo forest, there is no other sound except the wind.

It’s like Zheng Qian is talking to the air.

But not long after, a footstep appeared behind him.

“Oh? Interesting, can you spot me?”

It was a voice extremely similar to Zheng Qian.

【Taixu Dragon Breath】

The first thing Zheng Qian did was not to look back at the person’s true face, but to reflexively directly hit a powerful Taixu Dragon Breath.

boom!

The intense heat is enough to burn up the entire bamboo forest at the moment of contact with the ground.

However, the man put one hand in the pocket and raised the other with a wave.

The powerful Taixu Dragon’s Breath was flapped by him like a mosquito, flying towards the sky, and finally exploded a group of bright as day fireworks in the sky.

With the shining light of dragon’s breath, Zheng Qian finally saw the man’s face clearly.

It is the same facial features as Zheng Qian.

Although there are slight differences in the details, there is a lingering arrogance and arrogance between the eyebrows.

If you really want to talk about the difference, it’s probably the hair color.

Zheng Qian has white hair, and that person has black hair.

“Heh, I don’t ask who you are first, don’t you know that if you transform into a human form, you can’t modify your image?

Just to deal with me, wasted the image of transformation, even if I win, I can only live forever with my face, are you idiot? ”

Jumping down from the rock, Zheng Qian’s face was so dark that almost water dripped out.

However, the man shrugged indifferently.

The first words he spoke made Zheng Qian’s heart almost stop beating.

“Isn’t it right for the brothers to look alike? What’s more, Dage’s should also be Little Brother. The image should be decided by Little Brother.”

These words left Zheng Qian’s brain buzzing blankly.

brother?

Dage?

“You… are you…”

“What? Do you want me to show my real body? The air wave might flatten the human city next to it.”

The man’s light words seemed to reveal the arrogance of disdain to lie.

Zheng Qian couldn’t believe his own ears.

At first, he was thrown into the dungeon when he was born.

Before throwing into the dungeon, Zheng Qian still vaguely remembered the conversation between his parents.

They said that they have a Dage.

They threw themselves into the dungeon, not only because they were stubborn, but also because Dage had better talents.

Hey hey, is this a big joke?

I came to find the real murderer, but you told me that the real murderer was me, Dage?

“To be honest, I’m quite disappointed. I thought you were my Little Brother and would be better. I didn’t expect…he.”

While talking, the man shook his head and laughed bitterly, seeming to laugh at Zheng Qian’s incompetence: “In my budget, you should be able to find out the truth within three hours and get here.”

“Who are you?” Zheng Qian was not interested in listening to his nonsense, so he interrupted and asked.

Although the surface is calm, Zheng Qian’s heart is already on high alert at this moment.

What is this feeling of oppression?

He didn’t release any magic element or war intent, but just standing face to face with him, the pores all over his body would stand up involuntarily.

This feeling is very similar to when facing Leviathan during the True Dragon Period.

This is the oppression that the weak will naturally feel when facing the strong.

And that breath.

Zheng Qian’s sense of smell is very sensitive.

The smell of that person.

That very familiar smell…

There is no doubt that he is a dragon species!

“Who are you?!” Zheng Qian asked sharply again.

However, the man’s face did not change in the slightest.

Looking at Zheng Qian’s gaze is like looking at a maggot.

After a long time, the arrogant smile on his face gradually faded.

“Looking at your face on the face of an orphan seeing your parents again, let me introduce myself. My name is Zheng Kun, your dear Big Brother, it was my dad who asked me to go down and meet you.”

After all, Zheng Kun held his right hand empty, as if to prove, condensed a ball of fire in his palm.

“That’s…” Zheng Qian took a step back in shock.

How could he not recognize this kind of fireball?

That posture that billows and burns like mercury, that is…

Unique to the candle dragon, the head of the ten series of dragon’s breath: Taixu dragon’s breath.

However, it is completely different from Zheng Qian’s Taixu Dragon Breath, his Taixu Dragon Breath is blue.

And Zheng Qian owns Taixu Dragon Breath, which is orange-red.

Colors are not used to pretend or be cool.

The power of dragon’s breath depends on two aspects, one is the amount of magic element injected, and the other is temperature.

The higher the temperature, the colder the color, which is the most basic knowledge of physics.

Zheng Qian’s Taixu Dragon Breath is red, Taixu Sky Wear is blue and silver, Taixu Annihilation Dao is pure silver, and Taixu Annihilation Dao’s sigh is pretty silver.

The same magic element, the higher the temperature, the greater the power of dragon’s breath, and the higher the efficiency of magic element utilization.

At the same temperature, if you inject more magic elements, the power of the dragon’s breath will be greater, but the efficiency of the use of magic elements will be lower.

There is no direct relationship between the amount of magic element and the temperature, and the two are only used for the damage value caused by the final attack.

The Taixu Dragon’s breath condensed in Zheng Kun’s hands has a temperature comparable to the sky worn by Zheng Qian’s Taixu, showing a true blue color.

Including Zheng Qian’s humanoid hair is white. This is not a setting, but because Cheng has been in the dungeon in front of Cheng, without the sun and lack of ultraviolet radiation.

Although evolution relies on truth, Zheng Qian’s own biological nature makes his hair black when he is transformed, but it is still white in reality.

Of course, if you want black hair, you just need to apply an invisibility magic to change the color, but Zheng Qian is lazy and hasn’t done it.

Therefore, even colors have special meanings.

In the world of the strong, strength is the best language.

The Taixu Dragon Breath, which Zheng Kun squeezed out like a playful hand, is the best word to judge Zheng Qian.

Fortunately, he is not the real body, otherwise Zheng Qian’s scales have already exploded at this moment.

The hostility has not concealed the slightest, Zheng Qian has already assumed a posture on the battlefield.

“Don’t be so nervous.” Zheng Kun said with a smile after crushing the imaginary dragon’s breath: “I won’t eat you again.”

“How to release the magic on Zhao Aotian?” Zheng Qian refused to let go even a trace of guard.

He is stronger than me.

Even without a fight, Zheng Qian had already made this judgment.

How strong is it? No need to know.

The Taixu Dragon Breath alone is enough to make Zheng Qian clearly understand that he can’t beat him.

Unlike any enemy in the past, the gap between the two cannot be made up with any strategy or tactics.

There is no chance of winning. This Dage is undoubtedly the strongest existence Zheng Qian has ever seen in his life, not one of them!

Facing Zheng Qian’s question, Zheng Kun smiled.

“It’s very simple to release Zhao Aotian’s spiritual magic, I just need to move my fingers, but…

I have a small request. ”

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