"Roar!"

A deafening roar resounded in the sky, and under the instigation of the wings, a hurricane suddenly rose, the speed was as fast as thunder, and the momentum was as great as a storm, and the platinum dragon king was coming......

"Whew!"

The golden light was as dazzling as the sun, and as a huge magic ball flew suddenly, An Baichen frowned, and pulled Ganand and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Boom!"

Not to mention the castle, even the cliff where the castle is located has suddenly become powder, the roar of the evil dragon is really extraordinary, if it is an ordinary person, even if it is the existence of the holy order, I am afraid that it will turn into ashes at this time.

"Huhuhu......"

The huge wings were stirring, and the white metallic body shone brightly in the sunlight, and Gabanir was suspended in the air, his eyes as cold as the cold wind of Sanjiu.

"Tut-tut, the dragons are really all violent guys, those three idiots are, and so are you. ”

"Bang!"

This was the voice of An Baichen dropping Ganand, his expression was indifferent at this time, and at the same time, there was a faint fluctuation of undead aura flowing from his body.

"Undead guys, even you dare to challenge the majesty of the dragons?"

Obviously, Gabbaniel recognized the wrong person, he recognized An Baichen as the existence of the undead, of course, this can't be blamed on him, after all, An Baichen at this time is full of the "smell" of the undead.

"Rumble ......"

The earth is trembling, and the platinum dragon king is in front of him, if he doesn't fight, then the other party is afraid that he will not listen quietly to what he has to say next.

Bone spear, a bone spear blessed with divine magic.

The stronger dragon clan already has the strength of the lower gods, not to mention that the other party is still a genuine platinum dragon king?

The median gods, perhaps among the median gods, belong to the strong kind, this is the approximate strength that An Baichen deduced from the round of attacks just now.

Of course, this may not be all that accurate, but it should be the same.

"Woo Woo ......"

The massive bone spear sliced through the space, so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye after only a split second.

It stands to reason that such an attack should be taken by the other party, but Gabbanir didn't care at all, and just suspended in the air like a target.

"Bumper Bang Bang ......"

The dull sound of metal was accompanied by the agitation of the air, and about a dozen bone spears were like wooden sticks hitting an iron plate, and instead of hurting the opponent in the slightest, they broke themselves.

"It's so hard!"

An Baichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought secretly in his heart. That guy Canandh really didn't say anything wrong, not to mention the rest of this thing, just this defense is really hard.

"Is that all? not even tickling, the undead are disgusting, and they are all doing this kind of shitty attack. ”

Deaf, was despised, the other party seemed to look down on An Baichen's attack, and his words were full of provocation, and his disdainful eyes were simply outstanding.

"Hehe, it's not strong enough, is it? Okay, then I'll give you something powerful. ”

The clay man still has three points of fire, as a dignified god of death, how can An Baichen be so easy to despise?

With a flick of his wrist, the Death Scythe, which had not been used for a long time, appeared in An Baichen's hand with the breath of death, and at the same time, on his body, a rich undead aura was surging, and then, the pitch-black cloak instantly enveloped him.

Incarnate the Grim Reaper, this is the power that An Baichen gained after collecting most of the priesthood, and at this time he can already use most of the power of the godhead.

Looking at An Baichen's changes, Gabbaniel was stunned at first, and then only heard him say, "Who are you?"

If there is one god in this world who is least wanted to be seen, it must be death, because seeing him is equivalent to the end of life.

Therefore, for countless years, there have only been a handful of lives that have actually seen the Grim Reaper alive, and the Grim Reaper has become a real taboo because of this.

"Who am I? You'll know when you're done. ”

"Brush!"

The figure that disappeared in an instant made Gabbaniel startled, he reacted quickly, and under the fluttering of his wings, a huge mouth full of metallic color appeared, and countless magic power surged towards it frantically......

However, this time he couldn't successfully highlight the roar, because while the magic power was still accumulating, An Baichen appeared in front of him in an instant......

"Zizi Zi ......"

It was the shrill screech of metal skin being cut, and the defenses that Gabbaniel had so proud of didn't do anything in the face of Amberson.

The defense is broken, and it is the kind that does not hinder in the slightest.

"Whew......"

Gabbaniel had never let out such a scream in many years, but he couldn't help it, Anbaichen's attack was not just based on the body, but more towards the soul.

One blow, just one blow, and Gabbaniel almost lost his combat effectiveness.

The golden dragon's blood was dripping continuously, and An Baichen was suspended in mid-air, and the death scythe in his hand looked extremely clear in the sunlight.

"Who the hell are you?"

At this time, a fool can know that the other party is definitely a god-level powerhouse, but which god is worth discussing, because there are too many gods, and the world is as many as stars, and so are the gods.

"When I cut off your wings, I'll tell you who I am, and no one can dance in front of me, not even the dragons. ”

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between the godhead, An Baichen at this time is very different from usual, especially the tone, which is as cold as a biting cold wind.

"Brush, brush, brush......"

The teleporting body would splash golden dragon blood every time it appeared, but in just a minute, Gabbaniel's body was already covered with scars.

These short scars are all a meter long, no matter how huge the dragon clan's body is, it will be as if it was being Ling Chi at this time.

"Knock ......"

The earth was trembling, and Gabbaniel's body was "metal", and when he smashed to the ground, the ground was smashed into a large hole.

In the face of death, there is no defense, this is An Baichen's ability, and it is also one of the capitals that the god of death can crisscross countless worlds.

If you can't even break through the opponent's defense, then the Grim Reaper is still a fart......

"Whew, whew, whew!"

The sound of heavy breathing, the pupils began to show signs of dissipation, and a generation of dignified platinum dragon kings was on the verge of death at this time.

Of course, without An Baichen's consent, it is impossible for the other party to die even if he wants to.

I saw that An Baichen had already put his right hand next to Gabbaniel's mouth, and the breath of the undead was surging, and Gabbaniel had regained some strength.

"I guess you know who it is by now, right?"

"I'll only say it once, you have to listen carefully, of course, you can not listen, but you will bear the consequences......"