The language that came out of the mouth of the black dragon was a language that Wu Tian completely did not understand the king, although it was one thing that he could not understand what the content was, but the power in the words was very clearly displayed, Wu Tian saw that the head of the black dragon was offset upwards at an angle of 30 degrees, slightly higher and about three stories high, but there was a ball of lightning appearing, which should not be described as a ball of lightning. However, the dense silver-white lightning above the black dragon was completely different from the lightning in the Martial Heaven Seal, and it was not the image that a spell called Lightning Magic should have used by a mage in the Martial Heaven Seal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The silver-white lightning is like a round ball after another at this moment, Wu Tian thinks that it would be a more correct statement to use "ball lightning" to explain the problem, although Wu Tian did rush to the vicinity of the black dragon almost without thinking about it, but Wu Tian did not think about it, but the black dragon's spell casting speed was faster than he thought, making Wu Tian himself look like a fool's move that rushed directly into the opponent's casting range. And in fact, even the opponent's casting speed is not considered, and the act of rushing forward directly can already be said to be an out-and-out fool's move.

Although the reaction is not slow, but if it is relative to the speed of spellcasting, then it has to be said that this is really too slow, Wu Tian changed the direction of his body, and it seems that he has found that he has rushed into the opponent's attack range, and the opponent's spell has been prepared.

At this time, a smile was drawn on the face of the black dragon Ifamao, or the Hydra Emperor, although the dragon face of that one was more difficult to see the emotions he wanted to express, but Wu Tian understood it very directly--- it was completely not hidden, watching the fool perform the same ridicule as a little clever.

Wu Tian planned to retreat, and in fact, Wu Tian was already in the process of retreating, but at the same time, the lightning fell, and the silver-white-blue energy kept up like a traveler chasing time, in a short period of time, Wu Tian was like a runner who wanted to escape death, and finally was caught up by death, even time could not surpass death, and Wu Tian's speed was impossible to surpass the lightning symbolized by speed, and the powerless one was caught up, The silver-white lightning turned into a cruel but evil steel whip and struck Wu Tian's body.

For a moment, Wu Tian suspected that he had been roasted, and it seemed that even when he was breathing, he could feel the warm but desperate cry of death, and his eyes began to become pitch black again, not because his vision was destroyed by lightning, but because of a simple point, that is, Wu Tian closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see his miserable state.

Although it looks very miserable, but Wu Tian is like a doll that has lost the ability to make sounds, there is no scream, there is no sorrow, and at the same time, the expression has not changed at all, so that the Hydra King is wondering whether the muscles on this person's face have been completely necrotic, and the vocal cords are also sadly completely destroyed by lightning ruthlessly, even if there is pain in the heart, but in the end nothing can be expressed.

Wu Tian only felt the fighting spirit in his body at this time but it seemed to be crazy, he did not obey Wu Tian's will at all and moved freely, in his own heart, no, in his own flesh like a wild horse running at full speed, stepping on the irritable hooves, he had no intention of thinking about whether his body could endure such a bad result, although Wu Tian wanted to stop it, so that the fighting spirit could keep his duty, but what was desperate was that Wu Tian found that he couldn't do this at all, The fighting spirit is already completely out of control, and it is running wildly, even if Wu Tian is the master of this fighting spirit, but at this moment, he is controlling the fighting spirit of the different species, and it is almost completely impossible to take a little effect, and even the right to use it has been taken away, but he can exist as a bystander.

The whole thing has become like it is subject to the will of the goddess of fate, and it is no longer a situation that can be controlled by man.

What else can Wu Tian do except look forward to the so-called 'good luck' in his heart?

However, Wu Tian has always felt that he is unlucky, and the root of luck is that he will not be on his side from the beginning, and in fact, it seems to prove that what Wu Tian said, no, it is the same as what he thinks is correct, in the time when Wu Tian's fighting spirit is rampant, the Hydra Emperor is not like a mage who is powerless to do anything except for bystanders, because Wu Tian used the corner of his eye to see that the Hydra Emperor had prepared a new spell, Although his eyes were closed, when he felt the change of the elements, Wu Tian secretly glanced at it, and at the same time understood that maybe the time of despair was coming again.

Maybe it was because the spell still needed a little time to prepare, and the Hydra Emperor said in a flat tone: "It seems that this is already your limit, and there are no tricks to use, although you have defeated Baruch, but your strength ...... It doesn't look like much left behind, and you've lost the ability to even move now."

"Isn't this a subtle feeling? It's like poking out of the water when you're at the limit of your breath, and then you're suddenly pulled to the deepest part of the water before you can breathe a breath of fresh air from above the surface?" It seemed that he was in a very good mood, although the tone of the Hydra Emperor could be said to be flat, but the slightly relaxed sense of joy in it was heard by Wu Tian.

Although Wu Tian wanted to refute it again, but at this time, Wu Tian no longer even had the ability to say more, but he could wait silently, as if watching the judgment of death, very serious, even if it could only be described as torture and killing at this time, but there was still a very serious atmosphere, not like the kind of cruelty that normal torture should have.

However, the waiting time is indeed full of slow time, although the time has not passed even a second, but Wu Tian seems to feel that a long time has passed, although the physical body or something has been even unable to move, but the mental calculation has never stopped, and then, it is like hearing the voice of the newborn in the silence of the slow time. Wu Tian seemed to be laughing at it when he saw fate itself, but the fluctuations of the elements burst out without any intention of staying, which was the powerful power of the black dragon. (To be continued.) )