The mermaid's eyes were hazy, her eyes looked up blankly, and her seductive red lips were opened, but she spit out deadly notes.

Song of the Fish-People!

The mermaid's singing voice has a strange magic, the voice is not loud, but it seems to sound in everyone's minds.

The white dragon felt the melodious singing echoing in his head.

Huh?

The singing voice of the fish man is crisp and pleasant, like the round and jade of a golden bead falling on a jade plate, and the tone is smooth and tactful, like the rhyme of Lin Lai Spring between the deep mountains and ravines, which is much better than some big stars in the previous life.

However, the song did not play its due role, not to mention the white dragon, even the lowly fishman, only a slight stiffening of the body, and then got rid of the confusion of the song.

Feeling the energy fluctuations emitted by the Caucasus Skull, Amos didn't expect that the sea giant would be so unlucky, and the hole card was actually a spiritual magic like the Song of the Fishman, which happened to be restrained by the [Glory Aura] of the Caucasus Skull. (Note: [Aura of Glory]: The holder of the Caucasus Skull is immune to the following Legendary Mind Control Spells; greatly increases the Spiritual Magic Resistance of allies within 300 meters of the Caucasus Skull, and slightly increases the magic resistance of other attributes; Aura passive skills.) ）

The sea giant looked at the white dragon and his party who continued to rush towards the altar, and was shocked, it couldn't figure out why the song of the fishman would be invalid, but the fact that the white dragon's side was not affected was in front of it, so it couldn't accept it.

"Protect the altars!

The two master-rank sea giants took the lead in the charge, in a vain attempt to resist the white dragon from the altar.

The two sides soon collided together.

The ice elemental picked up the chicken leg stick in his hand, and from top to bottom, he slammed it into the sea giant's head, and the sea giant hurriedly set up the tidal spear.

Nearly twenty ordinary sea giants and fish-man high-level professionals fought together, although the fish-man was at a disadvantage in terms of individual strength, but the victory was complete in all professions, there were a large number of them, and the battle was in good condition, under the leadership of Felicia, and the sea giant fought back and forth.

And the White Dragon Lord, as soon as the war began, disappeared because it was a little uneasy in its heart, and planned to destroy the magic ritual as soon as possible.

The sea giants couldn't get out, and the invisible white dragon bypassed the battlefield and sneaked in the direction of the sea giant prophet.

The White Dragon Lord was cautious, reluctant to approach the blood-lit idol, and behind the Sea Giant Prophet, the white dragon casting the spell appeared in shape, and the purple magic glow in the two dragon claws shone brightly.

Magic Missile: Double Cast!

Whew!

Purple magic missiles erupted from the white dragon's hands, cutting through arc-shaped trajectories, forming a barrage, as if fireworks were in full bloom, beautiful and deadly.

The sea giant in the fierce battle was about to split, but there was no way but to attack the opponent in front of him fiercely.

The old prophet had to stop the prayer, sighed helplessly, and turned around, his old face full of pain and weariness.

With a wave of the old prophet's hand, a hemispherical magical energy shield appeared, and the magic missile hit the shield, splashing circles and ripples, but there was no sound or energy aftermath, because the energy of the magic missile and the magic energy of the old prophet canceled each other out and annihilated.

The purple magic missiles continued to hit the transparent shield in a hurry, but no matter how many magic missiles the White Dragon Lord emitted, the old prophet always injected a certain amount of magic power, just stopping all the missiles, but not wasting a trace of magic power.

Amos's pupils shrank, and he saw a hint of clues, and couldn't help but be impressed by the old prophet's exquisite magical energy control.

It's a pity that the two sides are in a hostile state, otherwise, Amos would really want to sit down with him and exchange magic experiences.

There was no point in continuing to consume the magic ritual, and the purpose of interrupting the magic ritual had been achieved, and the white dragon stopped firing the magic missile.

The old prophet of the sea giant also dispersed his magic shield, his face was sad or joyless, but his eyes were burning with anger when he looked at the white dragon.

The old prophet's tone was flat: "You must die!"

Hearing the old prophet's tone as if stating the facts, the white dragon raised his eyebrows, following the principle of not doing anything if he could do it, the magic power in his body surged, and the awkward magic spell was quickly recited.

Frost Thorn: Powerful!

The Sea Giant Prophet felt a surge of magical energy beneath his feet.

Demonic annihilation!

The white dragon's icy version of the ground stabbed the stillborn.

With this move, Amos found that the old prophet not only had excellent magic control, but also had better magic attainments and spell casting speeds than himself, which was much more than the ordinary master rank.

"Scan!"

[Name]: Hamill Hunting Lang

[Level]: Level 15 Sea Giant Level 19 Prophet

[Strength]: Fourth Order

[Faction]: Orderly and evil

[Introduction]: The guide of the Hunting Wave Sea Giant tribe, an elderly male sea giant, a lifetime of hiding life, so that it is psychopathic, and its heart is full of hatred for the whole world, but it has not fallen into madness because of this, but is very rational, due to old age and decay, the biological level has declined, and it is currently in a state of extreme anger, trying to find a dragon desperately.

The White Dragon Lord felt something was wrong, a desperate half-step legendary spellcaster! It felt sore when it thought about it, or else, slip away?

The white dragon wanted to leave after pretending, but the old prophet did not agree, its lips squirmed, and its hands rubbed out a large blue and red water ball, and water arrows shot out of the water ball, like a machine gun spitting bullets.

The White Dragon Lord's face was solemn, and the magic spell in his mouth was quickly recited.

Ice Guardian: Powerful!

A large ice shield appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, blocking the water arrows.

Amos was surprised to find that the old prophet's water arrow was extremely penetrating, and in just a few moments, his ice shield was about to be pierced, and he quickly moved his position, but the water arrow followed.

There's even a tracking function!

The White Dragon Lord hurriedly chanted a spell to replace the broken shield with a new shield, and after changing the shield on three sides, he finally held out until the water balloon's energy was exhausted.

But the old prophet's attack came again, and Amos struggled to support himself under the fierce artillery fire of the old prophet.

Amos felt very aggrieved, underwater, most of the ice magic that the White Dragon Lord is good at can't use, because these magical energies will freeze as soon as they touch the seawater, and when the time comes, they will hurt themselves, not to mention the jokes, if the enemy seizes the opportunity, it will be over.

However, the magic of other departments, the white dragon is not used much, and it is relatively unfamiliar.

Amos thought about it, but found that he had no other option, and he gave orders to Goldfinger.

"Turn on Wartime Assist Mode!"

For a moment, Amos felt that the whole world was clear, and he could see the churning track of the sea around him, and the blood wriggling in the mud on the soles of his feet.

Blood?

Amos was shocked to find that all the blood was flowing to the gods on the altar.

The magic ritual doesn't end there!

The old prophet watched as the white dragon suddenly became more flexible, dodging or intercepting all the attacks, and then looked at the idol of the god of the dark titans, Asterles, on the altar, and his heart was alarmed.

It understands that the white dragon has found out!

After the old prophet attacked fiercely, he found that the attack magic could not dodge the white dragon flexibly, and the killing intent in his heart was even worse, so he blessed himself with a buff magic, and condensed a tidal spear with both hands, and directly charged at the white dragon.

The old prophet believed that although he was old, he still had the combat experience of his youth, and it was not easy to deal with a young white dragon.

Amos saw the sea giant rushing over, in terms of physical strength, the dragon was not even a titan, not to mention an old and frail sea giant, he also exerted strength on the soles of his feet and rushed over.

Both sides have absolute confidence in themselves.

PS: I checked the voting records, and found that the group of old people who voted the most were the ones, and finally understood what the predecessors said, no matter how many collections of books there are, how good the results are, the most precious readers will always be the readers who have accompanied the growth of the work from the beginning.

In order to thank this large number of readers for their continued support, tomorrow will be willful once, three more!(In principle, no more than two chapters a day before the shelves, emmm...... , and just willful once)