Under the light of the sunset in the evening, the wind eagle incarnated by Frosandros flew over the glow-filled sky, and also took a leisurely look at the surrounding scenery, smashed his mouth by the way, and let out a long roar of complacency. [Latest chapter reading.]

He shook his head, directly ignoring the faint sound of fierce battle behind him, in terms of the ability to run away when the situation is not good, he is not much inferior to the black dragon, and even surpasses it, but the black dragon is a rational judgment that cannot be made when he sees things, at least there is enough reason, and the former just sniffed out a little sign of danger and didn't even want to run, but the timing he chose made it impossible to blame, because the black dragon had just emerged from the enchantment at that time, and he hadn't shown his amazing strength after advancement, and no one even knew his identity。

Although there was a fierce battle in the middle of the island, there was still a calm on the periphery, and the scorching dragon flames and dazzling holy mangs did not affect here, however, it was obviously not a good idea to run back to the station directly, just as Flosanders was looking left and right, looking for a suitable place to stay, suddenly his body shook, as if he had broken into an area where the air was imprisoned, and his wings could no longer feel any power to rely on, he fluttered and fanned a few times, and then fell headlong.

"Bang!"

It should be said that Flosanders's luck is still good, because he landed on the top of a certain high mountain, and did not fall directly to the ground hundreds of meters away, but when he stood up in a daze, he found that this was a solitary peak that did not grow any grass and trees, and the gray-white rocks constituted a fairly wide peak, although the slope at the foothold was gentle, like a large platform, but the cliff wall was steep, and there was no place to climb down.

Now he can neither go up nor down, he can only stare here.

After being motionless for a while, one of Flosanders' faces gradually turned red, and then he scolded, "Who opened the damn forbidden space barrier?"

He thought of everything. I just didn't expect the problem of the forbidden air enchantment, and I didn't think that the power of this enchantment would be so great, this was at least arranged by the wind system arcane mage, and the entire power of the forbidden sky enchantment in other directions of St. Cod Island may not add up to the range of the one in front of me, and the effect is large, and the caster is almost desperate to cast this spell, not to mention a large creature like a dragon, even the smallest insect may not be able to fly over.

Florsanders wanted to cry without tears, and the mage in his heart should at least see the flying dragon before opening the forbidden sky enchantment......

After a while. He seemed to think of something suddenly, rolled his eyes a few times, and laughed again. Although there is no escape here, it is from another point of view. But no one can threaten themselves here, and in this way, no one will say that he escaped afterwards, because he is really powerless, hehe, it seems that no matter where he goes, the aura of luck is still with him.

At that moment, a long dragon groan came from behind itself.

Flosanders' laughing expression froze for a moment. Then he turned his head around with great difficulty.

A black dot is flying towards here. At first, it was not very conspicuous, but as the line of sight gradually became clearer, it quickly turned into a behemoth with wings fluttering......

Florsanders stared blankly at the huge figure, feeling a surging air rush on his face, he bit his fingers, and kept reassuring himself: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Just passing through. Passing by ......"

From the top of this unobstructed peak, he stared at the sky. I hope that the black dragon will ignore him and walk away from here quickly.

Although he had no time to pay attention to the small black dragon of Flosandus, who was standing on the side, as he expected, suddenly shook as if he had been hit by something, and then fell headlong, and a shadow grew bigger and bigger in front of him......

"Boom!"

On a watchtower outside the island, two magic apprentices were stunned to see the sudden smoke and dust on a mountain hundreds of meters away, the huge momentum seemed to be extremely amazing, and a magic apprentice who was observing with the eagle eye technique rolled his throat, he turned his head and asked cautiously: "Master Barton, just now, it seems that one of his own people was also blocked by the enchantment, but his speed is very fast, should we close the enchantment first and let him come." ”

The man's head in the cloak moved, he took two steps forward, as if to observe the front, and after a moment, a pretended calm voice was heard: "Well...... Uh, no, no. Then he felt that he was obviously too cowardly, so he coughed and disguised himself as "Safety first, safety first."

On the top of the peak, there was a faint miserable and angry roar: "Lao Tzu fought with you......"

On a road covered with thorns and rattans in the center of the island, Luo Lan was running fast, the black dragon escaped so fast, there was no doubt that there must be a way for him to get out on the island, no matter what, he must intercept the black dragon, he raised his eyes and looked, a white giant pillar was faintly appearing in the line of sight, whether from the magic map or from the eagle eye technique, this is the most conspicuous building in the south of the island.

He didn't take the roads that seemed to have been cleared, but ran all the way in the right direction, only in this way could he catch up with the other party one step earlier, surrounded by dilapidated ancient buildings and half-collapsed stone pillars, and vague statues of gods could be seen everywhere, the vicissitudes of time had buried too much of the past glory, and only the mottled stone slabs could be seen vaguely, pointing out the general direction for him.

A short rope bridge suddenly appeared in front of him, it was connected to two steep rock walls in front and back, the rusty iron cables and the mossy rocks were filled with the smell of decay, it seemed that it could not carry too much load, Luo Lan didn't even pause for a moment, jumped forward, and shouted at the same time: "Ice Blade!" A cloud of white mist flashed in the air, and when the figure fell, it had landed firmly on a thick and powerful back, and the holy flames all over the body also spread to the golden-white hair, and in an instant, a man and a beast bounced high in a dazzling light, and then jumped forward after falling in the middle of the rope bridge.

The ice blade landed on the opposite cliff face, and then it ran forward without stopping, and the mud and rocks behind it rolled down. The rope bridge snapped with a groan, crunched, and fell into a deep stream with no bottom visible.

The sound of the wind whirred in his ears, and the ice blade carried Luo Lan to move and jump on the abrupt rocks and steep slopes, not slowing down, but getting faster and faster, this was a gallop with all his might.

Luo Lan adjusted his breathing, trying to accumulate the remaining physical strength and spirit, and it didn't take long. They crossed an undulating ridge and eventually reached a high slope with a valley-like mountain ring below. Immediately next to the cliff is the ruins of a tall and majestic temple, with vines and green branches climbing all over the majestic stone pillars. A ruined giant fountain left only a headless statue holding a book in his hand, and the steps were covered with thick dead leaves and all kinds of ** plants, and as soon as the wind blew, it swirled and fluttered in the square in front of the main hall.

Jumping down from the rocks on the mountain wall, Luo Lan stood firmly at the top of the temple, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance.

There, a figure loomed, rushing here.

"Just right. Luo Lan whispered.

He inhales. Out. After repeating it a few times, he inhaled a long breath, this time, as if to inhale all the endless air into his body, his chest straightened slightly, and his two hands slowly lifted up as if holding an incomparably huge weight, and took on a sword-holding posture above his head.

"Boom". The holy flames all over his body fluttered wildly. It was as if countless streamers were converging from the bottom up into the hands.

In the face of the strong, he has never been afraid. In battle after battle, he persevered to the end, cutting his opponent into the dust and decay, and he would never leave an infinite aftermath, because it would be a disaster, a destruction, a nightmare for the future.

So, no enemy can escape from him, not even the black dragon!

Firmly looking at the approaching black shadow, his eyes were as sharp as knives, dealing with a powerful enemy who had decided to flee, he only had one chance to strike, once the other party rushed into the temple, he could not stop it.

So, this blow will be all he has.

It was not blood that flowed in his body, but strength, and he breathed not air, but scorching fire.

Everything in the body gathers into the hands, and then turns into a monstrous fighting spirit, setting off a turbulent angry wave.

Little by little, the divine brilliance illuminated his cheeks, and it was a never-ending absoluteness.

The running black dragon looked at the ruins of the temple in front of him, he snorted coldly, although his body seemed to be about to reach its limit, it was a little difficult to maintain this humanoid form, but it didn't matter, there was still a distance of more than 100 meters to be able to walk on the dark path covered with cobwebs and dust. As long as he lives, one day he will be able to regain everything he has lost today.

"Nimbast!"

With a loud shout in his ears, the black dragon suddenly stopped and looked up in shock.

Above the roof of the temple, a man in a white robe was standing on the highest point, his cloak obscuring his face, his robe swaying in the wind, his body burning with brilliant flames, and the sun from the west was shining obliquely from the side, so that half of his body was in darkness, and the other half was in the blood-colored light, he held in both hands a sword made of pure elements, a trace of flame-like dark fire burned at the edge, and the brilliant light flickered above the island, it was not only a sword, it was light, it was fire, it was lightning that could cut through the whole sky！

The black dragon was shocked, and when that light shone on his body, the spirit that did not leave any way out also hit his soul layer by layer like waves, as if he wanted to split, chop, and smash himself.

There is no need for words, he already knows what the other party wants to do, this is a duel with no room for turn! It is a collision of life and death!

The passage to the outside of the island was in front of him, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't dodge, he could only make a desperate bet, the black dragon sped up his pace, shouted wildly while running, and the black and red dragon flames on his body all rose, and finally turned into a two-handed sword in his hand, jumped high in the air and swung towards Luo Lan, but he was shocked, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the light of the sword was also dimmed a little.

He knew that the Dragon Shadow clone had been devoured.

Feeling that the other party's momentum and spirit suddenly declined, Luo Lan's eyes widened, and he jumped up suddenly in the roar, and the light merged with him, ** is the flame. The will is steel, the spirit is the blade, the sky and the earth are no longer separated from each other, the senses fade away, time and space fade, as if once again returning to the world that breathes with the demon bones, there is no enemy, no self, no everything. Some just cut through the glow of everything!

"Flame Blade of Light and Darkness!"

Between heaven and earth, a long howl sounded that tore through the air.

"Boom!"

The sky over the entire island was like a muffled thunderbolt, and lightsabers and shields shattered at the same time. Turned into a point of light in the sky, brilliant as the fall of a star.

The two figures leaned back in the air. Luo Lan slammed his hands apart, and the two daggers appeared in his hands, and at the same time, a bag of blood sacs was also shattered, stained on the two daggers respectively, and they immediately vibrated like living creatures, making a sharp sound.

For the first time, fear appeared in Nimbast's eyes, and he lost his voice, "The Sword of Arosel?!"

Moment. His hands and feet were cold. He struggled to squeeze his body, trying to block the two dragon-slaying blades.

But it was too late.

"Whew!"

Luo Lan's arms were closed, and the two daggers pierced through the black dragon's chest, one left and one right, and then he let go of his hand and staggered with the latter, his whole body was already out of strength, and he drew a trajectory in the air and fell downward. The back sank slightly. The ice blade jumped up to catch it, and fell steadily to the ground.

Nimbast clutched two daggers tightly in the air. It seems that he wants to pull them out, this is not a real dragon slaying sword in one, as long as it is pulled out in time, he still has a way, yes, there is still a way...... But at this moment, his body shook violently, something seemed to struggle in the depths of his soul, his spirit suddenly fell into a trance, his arms suddenly lost strength, "Ji Lian......" He squeezed out an unwilling roar, the blood-colored flames in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang".

At the same time, on a mountain peak, looking at the black dragon that shattered into a pool of blood in front of him, Flosanders, who was covered in dust and scars, first looked stunned, and then burst out into such a wild laugh: "Wowhaha, I am a dragon slaying hero." ”

"Wait, what about the Dragon Soul Brand?" he jumped to his feet, ripped off his clothes, stripped himself naked, and groped all over his body.

Every creature that kills a high-level dragon will naturally generate a dragon soul brand anywhere on the body, which is actually a curse of the dragon clan, and any dragon clan will be able to recognize this as a dragon slayer when they see this person in the future, so as to take the initiative to choose whether to fight or dodge, but for this dragon slayer, the benefits are greater than the disadvantages, one is that he will no longer be afraid of Long Wei and all such coercive talents in the future, and the other is that the spiritual power may be expanded, although the probability of the second scenario is very small, even more slim than the dragon slaying itself, but it is undoubtedly a huge temptation for any lawyerThis means that they may no longer have to endure long hours and pain when they step into a bottleneck in the future, and they will be able to easily overcome the bumps and bumps, and maybe even reach areas that they have never been able to reach.

The Earth Wind Mage was watching from afar with Eagle Eye Magic, and then they heard Master Barton muttering to himself, almost falling off the lookout, "So the elves aren't that big......"

Ruins Square.

After being burned by the dragon flame, the place was full of devastation, charred with corpses and plants that twisted strangely.

Suddenly, one of the corpses twitched, his eyes slowly opened, and then he half-sat up, he had a huge wound on his chest that had been pierced, the place where his head was not protected by a helmet was completely burned by dragon flames, his scorched scalp and withered hair were tangled together, his face was covered with blisters and peeling skin, his originally handsome face was as terrifying as a devil, he stood up stiffly, a sword in his hand, and staggered to a place.

There, it was the location of the Black Dragon's advance.

If someone familiar was here at the moment, he would still be able to identify him from his Templar armor.

Chester Knights.

He slowly stood still, looked around blankly for a moment, and then somehow groped for a dark hedron with a strange luster flowing on it, and after looking at it, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

A wave spread out in all directions, and the fragments of the scroll that Ji Lian had torn apart were not destroyed in the dragon flame, but had been attached to the ground, but at this moment, as if they had been touched by something, they gradually melted in the air, turning into a trace of black mist floating in the air.

The black mist made a strange sound like life, the dying-breathing sound of being choked by the throat, and the sigh of looking up in a gloomy dungeon, the ghostly fog gradually transformed into an oval-shaped black hole, as if it were a door to another world. Then, three old men dressed in pitch-black robes and holding magic staff came out of it.

An old man with a hunched back glanced at the corpse standing dumbly beside him, looked up to the sky and sighed in a hoarse voice, "It's a pity, it took thirty years to bury such a Templar who was bound by a soul curse in the Holy See, and it was destroyed before the cultivation was completed. ”

The other old man's face was as if he was dead, and he said coldly: "What can this be compared to what we can get later?"

The last tall old man nodded in agreement, and said, "Since Chester can open the dark portal, it means that our plan is halfway completed, and now we are only one last step. He frowned suddenly, his nose moved, and looked around vigilantly, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Nimbast would be killed without waiting for us to make a move, which surprised me." ”

"There is no surprise," the old man with a stiff face turned around, looked at the huge stone pillar standing in the south of the island, and said coldly, "Let's go." ”

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