When he came to the high wall and looked at the crawling white dragon at close range, Shi Xiaobai was once again shocked. His white body and golden wings were really like smooth jade and dazzling gold, standing beside the dragon, as if standing in front of a mountain made of gold and white jade.

Each round consumes three hours apart, so Shi Xiaobai can take over the "abuse rights" of the white dragon at will. However, when Shi Xiaobai walked to the head of the white dragon, an inexplicable throbbing made his heart slightly accelerate.

He felt that he had seen this white dragon before and seemed to have a relationship with it.

Shi Xiaobai sighed slightly, categorised this feeling as an illusion that the white dragon looked too similar to the commander dragon he meditated.

At this time, the white dragon tightly closed its huge dragon's eyes, and it took a long time to gently spew a dragon's breath from its nostrils. Shi Xiaobai couldn't help but reach out and touched the white dragon's chin.

A smooth and cold touch like beautiful jade came from his hand. Of course, the white dragon would not do any movement because of such a gentle touch. From the low dragon roar when he was attacked by the fire ball just now, we can tell that the white dragon did not fall into a deep sleep. I think so, I have to face such "abuse" every few hours, so how can I sleep?

The white dragon closed its eyes, even breathing was extremely long, and its body was still motionless. It must be because its power was almost exhausted, its heart was imprisoned, and its power was always weakened. If it weren't for the fact that there was a trace of strength, the heart would have stopped beating long ago.

"This little white dragon...What a poor guy."

Shi Xiaobai stroked the chin of the white dragon hanging on the ground, and felt very sympathetic in his heart. He was imprisoned for a thousand years, what loneliness it was... and how sad it was for struggle for survival for a thousand years.

"You have fifty minutes left."

Moss' cold voice sounded.

Shi Xiaobai was stunned, and then he realized that he had been hesitating for ten minutes.

He was indeed a little soft-hearted about this poor dragon, but there was no way. This dragon was a demon dragon that committed heinous sins. If he could not kill it within an hour, the game would fail. He would not be able to know where Chen Lingcun was going, and he would not be able to save Chen Lingcun who was about to die...

"What sin did this little white dragon commit?"

Shi Xiaobai turned around and asked softly, he needed a reason to convince himself to kill the white dragon.

Moss' eyes flashed and said, "The Abyss Demon Dragon escaped from the abyss, stepped into the human world, and massacred tens of thousands of civilians. In the end, Hades, the king of the Pluto, led the seven Plutos, and joined forces to subdue the Abyss Demon Dragon. Then he used the S-level imprisonment array to imprison the Demon Dragon's heart. For some reason, the Demon Dragon was not killed. Hades was forgotten in this 'underworld'. In short, it killed tens of thousands of lives."

Shi Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, nodded, and sighed deeply. Tens of thousands of lives, this reason... is enough.

Shi Xiaobai walked towards the middle of the white dragon's body. The heart outlines depicted by red lights were still slowly stretching and stretching, and the golden wings tightly covered the position of his chest.

"Can you... help me move its wings away?"

Shi Xiaobai asked Moss.

Mos hesitated for a moment, walked forward, and said, "In theory, I shouldn't help you, but it's not difficult to remove your wings, and I'm curious about how you will kill the demon dragon, but this will be the only help I have given you."

Shi Xiaobai was slightly stunned. Isn’t it difficult to remove the huge golden wings?

At this time, Mos had already flown into the air. He grabbed the top corner of the golden wings with one hand and flew to the right. The golden wings were slowly dragged by Mos, gradually revealing his white jade-like chest.

Mos let go, his golden wings spread on the lower half of the dragon's body, and did not stretch it up again to cover his chest.

When Shi Xiaobai saw this, he sighed. It turned out that the white dragon had no strength to move its wings, and could not even use the power to resist Mos.

Shi Xiaobai could clearly see a thin red line on the chest of the white dragon. He had seen this red line in the skeleton soldiers in the virtual world, so Shi Xiaobai knew very well that it was the weakness of the white dragon.

At this time, the white dragon had no power to block the weakness.

Shi Xiaobai gritted his teeth, and the inexplicable throbbing in his heart made him feel compassion for the white dragon, but this dragon is a demon dragon that slaughtered tens of thousands of creatures. And if he could not kill this dragon, he would not be able to save another life.

"I'm sorry, forgive me for having to kill you."

Shi Xiaobai jumped and jumped to the chest of the white dragon. He felt the white jade-like chest under his feet only slightly undulating once in half a minute. Shi Xiaobai half-squatted down, his eyes a little bit solemn.

Then, he raised his fist.

At this moment,

Shi Xiaobai aimed at the red line of weakness and used it.

Speedy God Fist!

......

After one minute,

"boom!"

After slow accumulation of Shi Xiaobai's fist, all the power burst out and suddenly hit the white dragon's chest. A deafening impact sounded!

Moss' eyes were stunned for a moment. He could never have imagined that this fist, which was as fast as a snail, could produce such power, but...

This punch is still far from it.

The deafening impact echoed, but the dragon's body did not tremble for a moment, and the smooth jade-like chest did not even have a trace of sunkenness.

"As sure..."

Shi Xiaobai used the Tortoise Speed ​​God Fist once before. Although he recovered quickly under the old man's cure, he still had not recovered. Therefore, the Tortoise Speed ​​God Fist he used at this moment could only brew for one minute, and his power was naturally unsatisfactory.

The white dragon's heart was still beating slowly, as if it was not affected by the punch.

Shi Xiaobai smiled bitterly. Even if he used the Tortoise Speed ​​God Fist, which completely destroyed his entire arm, he would not be able to cause any scars to the white dragon.

How could he break the defense that could resist for a thousand years?

"Can you give me a knife?"

Shi Xiaobai slowly clenched his fists, he had to use his pig-killing knife!

......

Although he said he would give him the last help, Mos seemed very curious about how Shi Xiaobai would kill the demon dragon, so he quickly found a steel knife for Shi Xiaobai.

Shi Xiaobai held the steel knife and immediately felt a familiar force.

This power will arise whenever he recalls what happened when he was a child.

This is the power of memory.

Perhaps, this is what the Archbishop of Cardinal said, the power of time?

Shi Xiaobai held the steel knife, aimed at the red line of weakness, and stabbed the white dragon's chest with force!

This knife is called the Pig Killing Sword.
Chapter completed!