Nine-Colored Breath stubbornly resisted for a few seconds before collapsing.

Monet was not a warrior who specialized in breath, nor was Azrils, but Caesar was different, his critical power was mostly displayed through breath, and the heat had condensed to a completely blazing white, giving people the illusion of looking directly at the sun, and the brilliance was blinding enough.

If you look at it from behind Monet, you can see a bulge on the back of its body, then it expands and shatters, and then the fusion breath and the beam of destruction pierces through.

Monet's painful thoughts were like boiling water, scorching every nerve in himself, and his breath melted through the scales, scorching the bones and blood, leaving a bloody hollow, and the burning effect attached to Azrils continued to do evil, making the hollow far larger than the actual range of the dragon's breath.

How big is this hole? Half of Monet's thousand-meter body was within its range, and next to it was a collapsed fortress on the northern edge of Essien, which could be grabbed just enough to fit through the monster's chest.

Azrils swung the flaming blade near Monet, severing its head and retreating before its claws landed on him, closing the distance through elemental movement.

I'm not dead.

Caesar sighed, he used to use fusion breath to resist the divine punishment of the combined force of the three gods, and he was still able to gain the upper hand, and now with the assistance of the Abyss Lord, the power can be imagined, but Monet still survived, because it has divine fire in its body - the black dragon can imagine that at this time, the divine fire in Monet's body is frantically squeezing out all the free energy, converting it into power and life, and replenishing its body endlessly and endlessly.

In fact, this is also the biggest difference between demigods and gods, in the absence of restrictions, gods are not tired, and have a vigorous vitality far beyond mortal things.

Monet opened his terrifying mouth and let out a silent roar, although there was no sound, but the condescending killing intent was clearly transmitted, it quickly swam on the ground, carrying the storm and rushing towards the Flame Monarch, this time before physical contact, the mouth opened to be [Ice Storm].

It understands the laws of energy restraint and is proficient in the use of all attribute energies.

The cone-shaped cold wave mixed with black snowflakes and sharp ice edges approaching his body, Azrils did not dare to be careless, turned around and ran, this demon is a body made of fire elementals, if he is hit in an unprotected state, this ice storm alone can kill him.

The black dragon stood in front of Azrils, and now Caesar was hotter than the Hellsovereign, shining like the sun, he spread his huge wings to block the cold wave, and then exploded a sound cone behind his tail to pounce on Monet, the troll immediately retreated, and Caesar tore through the ice mist like the tail of a battering ram and flew down.

The protective spell on Monet's body was triggered again, and a colorful energy shield appeared on its huge body, and the battering ram hit the city wall, and with just one blow, the protective spell that could block the breath of the mother of evil dragons was broken into a scattered energy stream, and Caesar's strength was so strong that if it smashed on the surface, it was enough to cause an earthquake.

In the gap between attack and defense, Azrils seized the opportunity to follow, his claws instantly turned into sharp ramps, and the moment he touched Monet, he activated the [Extraordinary Flame Explosion], and the violent flames took the Flame Monarch as the source of the explosion, rushing out from his body and radiating in all directions.

In such a battle, no one dared to hold back and give their best in every attack, so in the transcendent flame explosion of Azrils, Caesar was also affected, and was forced to retreat and avoid by the shock wave of the explosion, and the ends of the scales had a tendency to liquefy.

But to make matters worse was Monet, whose flaming tongue licked Monet's torso, and the troll's fangs and claws and scaly skin dissolved into cloudy red pus.

Monet's angry fury echoed throughout the area: "You greedy, ignorant, cowardly bastards, don't even have the courage to face me? The reptiles hiding in the corners only know how to huddle together to keep warm, do you only have the courage to attack with the encouragement of your companions? ”

"The logic of the beast." Azlils replied in a mocking tone: "I'm here to kill you, do you think we're going to fight you?" Idiot. ”

Caesar ignored the two guys, every more and more words of these unnutritious words was a waste of brain cells, and he preferred to focus on pure combat.

"You're dead!"

Monet roared and shook his head, it had no strength left to unleash the black hole of annihilation that devoured the dragon god and the dragon queen, but as the product of Queldore's painstaking efforts, it still had many powerful spells to cast. Now, it casts a near-miraculous transcendent spell – the Fall of the Stars.

This is an extraordinary spell of the plastic energy system, and it is worthy of the name of a forbidden spell in terms of sound and light effects and destructive power. Dozens or hundreds of meteorites with a diameter of more than 30 meters appeared at the top of the sky dome, dragging brilliant flame trails to the ground.

Such a spell can easily destroy a kingdom, but for opponents of the same level such as the Black Dragon Emperor and the Flame Monarch......

Caesar sneered, ignoring the meteorites falling from the sky, and only suddenly sped up when they were about to approach the body, these meteorites all appeared from the top of the head in one direction, although they could lock on to the target, but the gap between them was enough for Caesar to toss and move around with such a speedy lifeform, and he easily left the range of the meteorite.

Azrils was more relaxed, these meteorites couldn't touch him, and the Infernal Monarch only needed an elemental body to immediately gain immunity and become a natural enemy of plastic spells.

Monet jumped like thunder, wave after wave of meteorites fell from the sky under its summoning, and the powerful special surname of Shenhuo can reduce its casting time to a minimum, making the application of high-level spells frequent, this time this guy is a lot smarter, more than a dozen of them are surrounded from all directions, leaving no gap to dodge.

"Your spells are much weaker than your minions!" No amount of these meteorites could hurt Caesar, and he quickly rushed to Monet, grabbed one of its writhing heads, and directly ripped off the green dragon's head.

But Caesar was also attacked, and his strong wings could not withstand even a claw, and Monet ripped off his wings, let out an earth-shattering roar, and began to charge, making the earth wail with every step he fell, and the black dragon had to pull away.

Seeing Monet's continued rage, the hollow around its chest healing inward at rapid flesh regeneration, Caesar felt a problem.

The Divine Fire never stops producing energy, which is better than the fusion furnace, and the injuries of the heavily injured trolls will not only not deteriorate to death, but will accelerate their healing, to kill such monsters, it is not much easier than dealing with gods and evil things, and it is necessary to use continuous powerful attacks to dissociate the body, tear the soul, and strip the Divine Fire...... If you can't die for a long time, not to mention Azrils, who is already rejected by the material plane, even the black dragon will quickly weaken.

"Break it down." Azrils came to him and said to Caesar, "Annihilating it once with a powerful attack, or breaking every scale, every piece of flesh, and every bone of it in a short time, is the only way to make this monster die,"