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"Be careful, sir!"

With a panicked call, Dean Lance turned his head in surprise. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

But it was too late.

A transparent body with no substance "brushed" across a distance of ten meters, passing through his body, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"Your Excellency!"

The pastor who reminded him opened his mouth wide, only to feel a "boom" in his mind, and his heart was finished.

However, instead of turning into a pile of white ash as he expected, the one-eyed monk turned around and looked the other party up and down, and said in surprise, "Shadow Lord?"

Otis Hall's face no longer had the loose and boring look just now, and it became extremely solemn, and he also turned around slowly and said in a deep voice: "What are you?"

His Shadow Devouring is a skill evolved from a highly concentrated dark element, and what he is best at is destroying the light element and the body structure of the continent's creatures, these two are like the confrontation between water and fire, they are two extremes, so far, except for Dennis's condensed and incomparably pure light element, he has no power to fight back, he has never seen such a strange situation now.

A mysterious arc slowly appeared at the corner of Dean Lance's mouth: "That blow, I am afraid that the others would have been swallowed up cleanly, but I am an exception, because ......" After a pause, he smiled deeply and said, "I am a dark priest." ”

Otis Hall couldn't help frowning, he felt that things were a little tricky. Because in the abyss, the Dark Priest has a more apt name.

Blood Priest!

Absorbing the spirit and life force of others into one's own power is contrary to the doctrine of light, and has long been commanded to prohibit its practice.

Thousands of years ago, the Third Battle of the Continent, although it had entered the end of the Heroic Age, the strength of the three priests of the Battle, Spirit, Darkness, and the Holy See of Light still terrified the entire Abyss World.

Today, spiritual priests are in decline, and combat priests are almost extinct. The Dark Priest, who has been forbidden for hundreds of years, can only be found in the ranks of evil.

But the appearance of a dark priest in the Monks who thought they represented justice and light was really surprising to Otis Hall.

Dean Lance turned his head to look at the black dragon surrounded by an unknown barrier, and sighed: "People often complain that half of people's lives are spent sleeping, and the remaining half is not enough at all, but I think it's the opposite, sleep is really an extremely wonderful thing, so I never drag things ...... water" Dean Lance stared at Otis Hall with sharp eyes, but smiled, and said: "I will never spend a minute on something that can be solved in a few seconds." ”

Otis Hall actually showed a knowing smile. "I also don't like to drag the mud and water, for anything, after a long time, I will lose interest. ”

The eyes of the two men struck in the air like swords, and they both saw the answer in each other's eyes.

One move to determine the winner!

The side of the Monks' Guild has no strength to fight except for Dean Lance, and can only barely defend itself, while although the Black Dragon side has two lords in charge, the Black Dragon has suffered heavy losses. Gillian couldn't get out at all, leaving Odishall alone, and facing the hundreds of fresh forces of the Monks' Guild, he was also weak in attacking.

The two of them are the strongest in the field, and their every move is related to the final outcome of this battle, but they both choose this simplest and most effective way to decide the victory or defeat.

The mist had dissipated, and the long wind from the endless sea stirred the robes of the two men.

Otis Hall sighed suddenly. "You know. You're to my liking. The word appetite is used here, but it seems to have a different meaning.

Dean Lancepi tugged his lips and said with a smile, "Each other, each other." ”

Slowly spreading his hands, Otis Hall looked at Dean Lance seriously, and said solemnly: "Originally, this move was used to deal with Dennis, but out of respect for the opponent, I will leave it to you now." ”

His whole body gradually became illusory like a shadow, first his legs. Then his waist, then his arms and head, as if he were slowly disappearing from this world, and a swirling black vortex appeared in front of him.

As if the void was born, the mysterious profundity made the soul almost fall into it.

There was a moment of calm. Subsequently. A colossal suction force suddenly came out of the air vortex, and dozens of shadows remaining in the field hissed in unison. It was as if they were being grabbed by an invisible hand and dragged in there.

Every time a shadow entered it, the air vortex became stronger, the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and the suction force became more and more huge, and the leaves, dust, and stones between the two people rose from the ground and threw themselves there, and then disappeared silently, as if it was a gate to another world, a black hole that was collapsing infinitely.

Dean Lance's robe floated out of his body tightly against his body, and the pull was as strong as a few people dragging him, and the force was gradually increasing.

He stood calmly, took a deep breath, then slowly stretched out a hand, put it on his blindfold, and took it off, and suddenly, a dark eye with blood-red pupils was exposed to everyone, and the waves like the sea were surging in this black jewel-like eye.

"Eyes of the Dark Star?"

Devany couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes complicated.

Dean Lance let out a low sigh, revealing a little sadness, as if remembering some oath, he stretched out his palm and slowly covered his normal eye, and in the face of the already violent whirlpool, his other hand suddenly stretched forward, and said loudly: "Black blood banished!"

The space seemed to be distorted, and endless power erupted like a bursting embankment.

Then, two forces of the same origin but different collided together.

This is the most direct, pure, unadorned impact, and suddenly it is dazzling and dazzling, which makes everyone involuntarily close their eyes and reach out in front of them.

After a long time, the light gradually faded.

Devoni slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath.

What catches the eye is the straight back of Dean Lance.

But then the other party shook twice. It seemed like he was about to fall.

She hurriedly caught up with her, grabbed Dean Lance, and said eagerly, "My lord, how are you?"

Dean Lance coughed, his face pale, and gasped, "Fortunately, I managed to seal this guy, Devonie, ahem, I'll leave the rest to you, me." I ......" At this point, he suddenly couldn't catch it in one breath.

Devonie was nervous, she was afraid that the next moment this person would become a cold corpse.

After struggling for a while, Dean Lance finally spat out the words: "I'll go sleep first." ”

Daphne was stunned, and before she could react, the pseudo-one-eyed monk tilted his head and snored loudly in satisfaction.

Moment. Daphne almost had the urge to throw him to the ground, but when she saw the wrinkles in the corners of Dean Lance's eyes, her heart couldn't help but darken, and the scenes of her childhood floated in front of her, and she sighed softly, and gently put Dean Lance down, and whispered, "Take a good rest." Uncle Dean Lance. ”

She turned her head to look ahead. Where Otis Hall had stood, a sphere of black mist swirled around the field, a red glow like lightning jumping from time to time.

In the seal of the priest's blood, anything inside is corroded and consumed until it ends.

The duel between the two ended with Dean Lance winning, and the remaining nobles let out a sigh of relief and took out silk handkerchiefs to wipe the cold sweat on their heads.

What they didn't realize was that at this moment, another mutation was quietly happening.

The envelope that enveloped the black dragon like a rotting slurry had been slowly wriggling. I don't know when, I actually stopped.

"Smack!"

As if it was the sound of eggshells shattering, a crack appeared on the surface of the barrier, and it rang out with a series of crackling sounds. The rift spreads in all directions. Finally, it turned into a cloud of debris with a "bang".

The black dragon's massive body was gone, and there was no banshee Gillian in sight. There is only one man, one man.

He was dressed in a luxurious purple robe, his cheeks were slightly thin, but his nose was high and his forehead was broad, his head was raised high, and his whole body was full of manliness.

He looked at his hand very intently, as if he wanted to see every delicate texture on it, and then slowly clenched it, slowly closed his eyes, and let out a sigh containing infinite melancholy.

The slightest warmth in the palm of his hand at this moment is so different from the usual cold scale armor, it is incomparably wonderful and unforgettable.

"Is this the evolved human form? Good, I like it. ”

He turned his eyes to look at the members of the Monks of the Middle Earth in the Ruined Square, and in those red eyes was a lizard-like vertical line of pupils, and he slowly raised a hand to point it at everyone.

An indescribable majesty instantly enveloped the audience, if the dragon power just now was domineering and strong, like an indestructible blade, then at this moment this kind of coercion is like washing away the edges and corners, leaving only the purest origin, which seems to be integrated with nature, such as the sky, such as the earth, such as the sea, such as the ...... God!

In the face of this force, the monks are so small.

Flosanders, who was standing in the distance, suddenly said with a straight face, "I decided." ”

"What?" the pastor next to him was stunned.

"Do you know tactics?"

Looking at the elf's serious expression, the priest thought that he had something to say, so he couldn't help but straighten up and replied honestly, "Not very proficient. ”

"There's a tactic called temporary retreat, but in the face of a strong enemy, someone has to make sacrifices and take responsibility for breaking the ground, and now this person is standing here. Florsanders said with awe-inspiring righteousness.

The priest was stunned for a moment, and then said with some emotion: "My lord, there are not many people as noble as you now. ”

"I think so too. ”

Rosanders nodded vigorously, and then, with a leap of action, he turned into a wind eagle and threw down the priest and flew away......

At the moment when he left, the black-robed man in the distance shouted coldly, "Long Yan!"

"Boom!"

Boundless black flames rushed out from his black-robed man's hands with a momentum that was several times larger than the dragon's breath just now.

Many members of the Monks' Order were engulfed by this flame before they could dodge, and the entire heaven and earth turned into a black sea of fire, and the sunlight was also eclipsed by it.

The black-robed man looked at the apocalyptic scene, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Kyrianne. Thank you, if it weren't for your complacency, how could I have successfully evolved, do you think you have calculated me? Wrong, I have been coveting you, but as an abyssal creature with an innate ability to manipulate souls, how can I succeed so smoothly without you losing all your guard?

I saved you from Dennis in the first place, and I was here for this moment.

It took so long to fall asleep. I'm just trying to absorb souls, and you think you're calculating me, but I already knew what you wanted to do when you made that scroll.

Do you think that human knight's blow can really kill me?

Suddenly, he stopped laughing and reached out to grab it. A slashing sword that broke through the air was firmly clenched in his hand, and the boiling holy light that swirled on it did not seem to cause him any harm at all, but slowly melted like a red-hot soldering iron.

Chester Knight looked at everything in front of him in shock, and said with some distraction: "Nim Buster?"

"It's me. ”

The black dragon smiled deeply, he reached out and punched Chester Knight's body with a "bang", and then flicked his hand like a rag bag, throwing it hundreds of meters away. He slammed into the ground that was still flowing black flames.

No one can save you anymore. This battle is destined to end with the defeat of your humanity!

After a long time, the dragon flame finally subsided.

To the Black Dragon's surprise, a human goddess officer was forming a circle with fifty Templar swordsmen, and the dense white holy light and the ethereal holy chant formed a tight protective barrier, firmly guarding this line.

The black dragon pursed his lips disdainfully: "It's really troublesome...... Huh?" he seemed to notice something, and looked somewhere.

There, a human female knight shimmered with dazzling holy light. Standing stubbornly in the dragon flames, he didn't take half a step back.

"Interesting, the person who injured me just now is also a human female knight, right?" the black dragon smiled coldly, and he walked over there step by step. "My lord, I can't fulfill my mission anymore. Cejess whispered silently. In order to resist the dragon flames. has exhausted the last trace of divine fighting energy,

Devoni's face turned pale. Had the battle to slay the dragon failed, and had all the efforts of the Monks failed?

"Boom!"

It was as if something had shaken, and everyone's chests were shaking.

"Boom!"

Again, the ground trembled slightly.

The black dragon stopped in surprise and looked at the source of the sound, where there was a black mist.

Even the powerful Dragon Flame couldn't help the banishment seal cast by Dean Lance.

Is it Otis Hall? No, no, that feeling, a power that does not belong to the human world, obscure, enormous, immense, as if coming from the most mysterious void in the sky.

"Boom!"

The black dragon's pupils shrank, and the black mist dimmed a little, and then churned like boiling water, and then was torn apart by a trace, as if some demonic beast that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years was struggling to break out.

Everyone stared at it blankly, their minds were blank, judging from this momentum, in this black shackle, could it be that another powerful enemy no less powerful than the black dragon was about to appear?

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering crack, the black and white elements collided with blurry sparks, and crackling electric light and blood-colored ripples spread out, as if a brilliant star lit up in the depths of the profound universe.

A figure emerged from the gradually dispersing smoke and dust, he glanced around lightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late." () - The best ebook download site