"I have holy water, which is a good thing that can only be obtained at great cost from the upper echelons of the bright sky. [No pop-ups. "Sylvester exaggerated the fact that every drop of the holy water of the bright sky could be sold for a good price in the world, but it was of little use to a monk from the East like Tang Chuan.

"Good name, but unfortunately I'm not the son of God." Tang Chuan smiled, and the long sword in his hand became even more powerful.

Sylvester is not good at bows and arrows, he is best at knight's spear and knight's sword, but at this moment he uses the knight's sword to block, and he is somewhat careless.

His face was pale, thinking about what to use to impress the little devil in front of him, he was definitely the son of the devil.

"I think you'll like this bow." It took a long time for him to set his sights on the big bow on his back.

Tang Chuan smiled, which made him feel a little more pressure, and made him curse, how did this mentor of the oriental teenager cultivate such a person.

"This is originally something from our East, if you don't know, forget it, if you know, I will never let him stay in the West." Tang Chuan's words made him extremely sad and angry, and he wanted to fight to the death but didn't have that kind of courage.

The comfortable life for too long has made the knights of Bright Sky lose their courage, the courage to fight to the death.

"You...... What the hell do you want! Sylvester almost roared, and with grief and indignation, he suppressed Tang Chuan for a while, and Tang Chuan refused the kind of battle that exchanged his life for his life.

"Compared to the East, the West is really lacking in everything, can you get any elixir?" Tang Chuan told the truth, in ancient times, many oriental monks had already begun to pick local elixirs, and after their own civilization developed, elixirs were rare. What's more, they only know about abuse, and they don't know how to cultivate elixir well.

"After thinking about it, it's too hard for you, but I don't know what price you can pay......." Tang Chuan said to himself, his face full of regret, and the long sword in his hand was finally on his neck.

"...... again"

"Wait"

Grabbing the long sword in one hand, the blade is not sharp, but it has a peculiar texture. He knew that as long as Tang Chuan was willing, he would go back to see dear God in the next second.

"I think I have enough price for my life. After all, I'm a nobleman! Sylvester trembled all over his body, which lasted for less than a second, but was caught in Tang Chuan's eyes.

Tang Chuan stopped.

"I should have the elixir in your mouth, in fact, this is something in the same place as that big bow, it should be a space bag, but I can't open it." Sylvester pulls out an elixir and a small pocket from the spatial ring.

Perhaps the pockets are too delicate, with the tendons used as ropes, and the cloth in the pockets is sewn from dozens of unknown animal skins, each of which occupies only a small piece.

If it was done on purpose, Tang Chuan could only say that he was violent and sent heavenly things. None of the sewn animal skins were ordinary beasts, and most of them were white tiger furs as far as Tang Chuan could see.

"That's what you're getting?" Tang Chuan slowed down his rapid breathing and set his eyes on the elixir.

"White Lotus!"

Lotus flowers are very common, and there are always many white lotus flowers, but a white lotus that has grown into an elixir has never been heard of.

"This lotus flower contains a lot of magical energy, and I have always wanted to find a good alchemist to practice the elixir. Well, go to the East. He was very unwilling to give things to Tang Chuan like this, but he was helpless.

Spiritual power and magic are similar but different, just like cultivating true and sword cultivation, physical cultivation, and magic cultivation, and even those who have been transferred to exorcism Taoists.

"I know you're not convinced, just come to fight if you don't accept it!"

Tang Chuan took his "life money", the long sword shook, and he pulled back.

didn't have time to look at the contents of Sumeru's bag, Tang Chuan just wanted to sigh now, sure enough, the big forces have materials, all good things, and if you want to get rich, you have to rely on them.

In the sky, the ghost dragon is invincible, and there are many god-level masters in the bright sky, but they are dragged one by one, and the rest of the people either can't provoke the ghost dragon, or can't catch up.

If you want to talk about who is the most distressed among them, I'm afraid it's not Silvestre. Rather, it was Christopher, the head of the Templar Order, who died one by one one in a tragedy no less than the fall of the Teutonic Order.

If this continues, it will not take half an hour, and the Knights Templar will become a part of history, just like the Teutonic Knights. This—he couldn't tolerate it.

"My lord, the Knights Templar request a breakout!"

He gritted his teeth and said, the surrounding infantry was already surrounded, and the infantry phalanx, even the ghost dragon, was reluctant to touch it, and just wanted to slaughter the Templars quietly.

A knight is much more important than an infantryman, and the value goes without saying.

On the battlefield not far away, the three elders were still at a disadvantage, constantly pestering the two-winged angel, and exerting their speed to the extreme.

"Whew!"

Some undead breathed a sigh of relief, and the holy light was finally defeated by the Great Elder and turned into a cloud of smoke. And the black mist took advantage of the victory to pursue, pouring into the bodies of the living and dead undead, accompanied by a little starlight on the earth, the real spiritualist magic circle was revealed.

A large number of undead resurrected and began to attack the crusaders around them, and many of the former terror knights also formed squads to support each other and resist the attack of the infantry.

"Damn it!"

The two-winged angel roared, gave up his one-handed sword, and used the holy light to condense a lightsaber and slash at the three elders.

The armor formed by the black mist lasted less than a second, shattering ...... The metallic bones held out for less than two seconds and shattered as well...... The three elders fell.

"Retreat!"

Although unwilling, the two-winged angel still commanded, wanting to save the remaining strength.

He originally thought that there were almost no strong people among the undead, but he knew that it was just a battle, the Teutonic Knights were completely annihilated, and when it came to the siege, most of the ranged troops were killed, and the Templar Knights suffered countless casualties.

If you want to die this time, you can capture the Dark City, and the loss will be great. However, the Dark City still stands.

"I've seen a lot of people like you, but most of them are dead!"

Tang Chuan rode a ghost dragon and landed on the ground, one big and one small, one red and one black, staring at the two-winged angel with two pairs of eyes.

"I remember you, human!" The two-winged angel had a low voice, and he regretted his recklessness, if he had been steady...... Only then did he wake up suddenly, this battle of the Dark City began with the last tragic victory in Bright Sky, perhaps, Bright Sky did not win.

For the first time, for no reason, he began to doubt the bright sky.

"You don't have to remember me, just stay here." Tang Chuan looked at him with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and then used words that were not strong: "I will use your blood to pay tribute to the dead souls here, and the bones that have been disturbed and clean." ”

He flapped his wings violently, and stabbed his one-handed sword casually, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

The ghost dragon chased after him, he didn't know that Tang Chuan didn't plan to stay with the two-winged angel in the first place, how could someone who was about as strong as himself have no hole cards and die here easily?

"Listen to them, angels are transformed into skeletons when they die. It's not like a giant dragon died and turned into a bone dragon, but the strength is still the same. ”

Tang Chuan listened to the whirring wind, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the ghost dragon dragon breathing, wanting to leave the two-winged angel behind.

"It's still too difficult," Tang Chuan shook his head and muttered to himself.

Tang Chuan's thinking gradually became clearer, what he could do now was to keep the two-winged angel as much as possible, not only for harvesting, but also to weaken Guangtian's strength.

He has always felt that things that are too transcendent should not exist, and there should not be so many classes. He can't change the world, thousands of years of conventions have become customary, what about the life and death of billions of people in his hands......

The halberd slowly pulled out of the void, slashing out with an incomparably pure murderous aura, with no fancy movements and no astonishing changes.

Time shattered at this moment, and Tang Chuan's halberd stabbed out, and it landed on the back of the two-winged angel, easily breaking through his defenses and going deeper.

"Kill!"

With a low shout, time moved forward again, and the halberd with a wing, after all, did not leave the two-winged angel, he disappeared, as abrupt as the holy light falling from the sky, and it was reasonable.

"Master, he's gone."

The ghost dragon sniffed hard with its large snout and came to such a conclusion.

"Let's go! It's time for me to leave, too. ”

Looking at the holy light that began to dissipate not far away, the crusaders and Templars who retreated in a panic did not have the idea of chasing and killing. The ghost dragon saw that his master did not speak, but remained silent as much as possible, and flew towards the dark city at an unfast speed.

On the ground, a legion of terror knights was particularly terrifying, they had no superfluous actions and words, they just wore C, cutting off the crusaders who were still in formation in retreat, and left behind.

Among them, the most brilliant is probably Andre, who is the first to lead. He is a terrifying knight and an undead, and he has also mixed out of the city at some point, and at this moment he is extremely majestic, and no one in front of him can make the next move.

Even if he was a little anxious, he was not in a hurry, and the big sword in his hand was invincible, and he easily killed a few relatively strong infantry to boost the hearts of the undead......

Standing on the back of the ghost dragon, he was only about ten meters long when he was deliberately shrunk, not too big, and his black skin was charming because of his compactness.

There were many high-ranking crusaders among the retreating crusaders, and from time to time strong crusaders stepped forward. In this regard, Andrei was very disdainful, S Bao turned over and dismounted, stood firm, and easily killed the approaching enemy with the heavy sword in his hand.

"Kill!"

Some people roared angrily, knowing that it was impossible to retreat without killing the guys in front of them, especially those who were not weak in strength and respected in their status on weekdays.

On the battlefield, the death rate of officers is not low, especially against these mostly one-tendon undead, many times they recognize knights and priests, and they want to keep them, which is tradition.

Tang Chuan didn't know if Andre was dead or alive in the end, it was all the same for him, a terrifying knight at the peak of the Xuanming Realm had a mount under him, okay? This is the ghost dragon of the Xuankong Realm.

Not to mention strength, let's talk about the evolution of the ghost dragon, if you want to evolve from a bone dragon to a ghost dragon, the difficulty is not as simple as the evolution of the black knight to the horror knight.