"Get down on your knees!"

The dragon king roared again, and all the dragons trembled, most of them fell to their knees under his coercion, and only one old white dragon tried to resist. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mars's majestic gaze fell on the old white dragon's face, and he said coldly: "I am the son of Tiamat, the dragon king of Vares, a lowly thing, why do you dare not kneel!" ”

The old white dragon's teeth chattered, and he resisted with deep fear: "Venerable Colored Prince, we should have obeyed your will, but compared to the 'Mother of Dragons', the 'Winter Prince' Zeuxkel is a more worthy idol for our worship, you better get out of here as soon as possible, and don't disturb our lord's peaceful sleep......"

"Presumptuous!" The Dragon King's face sank, and he raised his hand and slammed it over.

Nine-ring arcane, Bigby smashes the palm!

The big hand of the golden force field flew through the air, grabbed the old white dragon's head, and pinched and exploded on the spot with a click, and blood mixed with brain pulp splattered out from between his fingers, staining the snow crimson. The old white dragon's soul was immediately absorbed by the blood claws, and the headless corpse fell to the snow and twitched slightly.

The rest of the white dragons were terrified when they saw the tyrannical killing of the dragon king, kneeling on the ground and shivering, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Brother Mars, calm down." The black-robed Great Lich patted the Dragon King on the shoulder.

The dragon king's bloodshot eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he said angrily: "These lowly beasts actually worship the evil god, they are ashamed of the true dragon bloodline!" ”

Outlaw grinned: "These guys are indeed stupid, but stupidity has the benefit of being stupid, and it helped us answer a question, the 'Winter Prince' Zeuxkel, the abandoned baby of the 'Winter Goddess' in the old era, this is the god we have to face." ”

"Zeukskel...... I haven't heard of this guy's name, is he strong? The Dragon King asked with a frown.

The black-robed Great Lich retracted his smile and said slowly: "Among the many gods I know, Zeuskel's strength can be ranked in the top ten, and frankly, I'm afraid the two of us can't fight him together." ”

The Dragon King's face changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Then what ......is our plan?"

"Don't worry, I have my own way." The black-robed Great Lich turned to look at the frightened white dragons, a smile on his withered face, "You claim to be a follower of the 'Prince of Winter' Zeuxkel, why don't you try to awaken the idol and follow him to conquer the world?" ”

The dragons looked at each other when they heard this, and began to discuss in a low voice. Some think it's a good idea, while others think it's inappropriate. Although they are not smart, they also feel that the "Winter Prince" they worship is a cruel and ruthless evil god who will do crazy things if they wake up, and maybe kill all of their followers before conquering the world.

The black-robed Great Lich looked at the chaotic group of dragons, a silent sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and said to the Dragon King with a spiritual connection: "It's too wasteful to kill this group of idiots, it's better to let them deal with those two nasty henchmen in the back, which can somehow buy us some time." ”

"Great idea!" The dragon king bowed his head happily and raised his "blood claw" to stimulate the brilliance of his magic power, enveloping all the white dragons.

Legendary Spellcasting, Crowd Monster Domination!

The magic power fluctuated and swept by, and many white dragons trembled violently as if they had been electrocuted, and immediately stopped arguing, and looked back at Mars in unison, with a dull look in their eyes.

The Dragon King raised his blood-colored scepter and pointed down the mountain, and said sharply, "Block the way up the mountain and kill all strangers who try to break in!" ”

The dragons' minds were all firmly controlled by the dragon king, and without the slightest thought of resisting, the group soared into the air, condescendingly monitoring every move on the snowfield.

……

"Brother Carol, that ice peak that reaches into the sky is the 'Eternal Sleeping Mountain', and it is said that the tunnel leading to the 'Land of the Dead' is at the mountain pass."

"Strange...... You notice no, the cold wave from the mountain pass eruption is weakening, and it seems that something is hindering the cold ** onset. ”

"It's really abnormal, it's probably the dragon king and the black robe's ghosts, let's fly over and take a look."

Andre "The Red Robe" and Carol Vlad "Far Eastern Swordmaster" followed Mars and Otlo to the Prison Gate Star and landed on the snowy field where Eternal Mountain is located. The geomagnetic chaos near the Eternal Sleep Pass seriously interfered with the remote teleportation spell, and the two of them did not dare to delay, and each blessed the flying spell, intending to brave the cold wind to fly directly to the top of the towering ice peak to prevent the black robe and the dragon king from breaking the seal.

However, before they could fly, a hostile dragon roar was heard in the air. Carol looked up at the sky, and a group of white dragons flew down from the Eternal Sleep Pass, and she could feel the killing intent of these dragons from a distance!

"Beware!" Andre's face changed slightly, and he held up the legendary archmage staff, and stretched out the "Otiluk Agility Orb" to envelop himself and Carol beside him. Almost at the same time, the dragons swooped down in the air, opening their mouths in unison to spit dragon breath. More than a dozen rays of ice dragon breath fell from the sky, as if a shining waterfall bombarded the translucent force field magic ball, causing it to tremble violently, as if it could shatter at any time, but it still stabilized after all, protecting the two people in the magic ball from the dragon's breath.

"Look for death!" Carol sank his face, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, the legendary soul grabbing sword was unsheathed, and in the next moment, his figure shook slightly, and somehow penetrated the force field magic ball and appeared in front of a white dragon.

A big living person suddenly appeared in front of him, and the white dragon shrank his neck in fright before he came back to his senses, and angrily leaned over and bit Carol's neck, and a cold current gushed out with sharp teeth.

Parnia's Sword Saint Lord smiled contemptuously, stood there without moving, and burst out with a breath of true qi, the snow under his feet flew into the sky, and the wind mixed with snow flakes whizzed around him, forming a true qi barrier that was sharper than the sword. The white dragon crashed headlong, blood splattered on the spot, and the sound of slashing and cutting became one, and in an instant, the fierce dragon was slashed into limbs and flesh flying, and he fell to his knees on the snow with a scream.

Carol stepped on the ground with force under his feet, and with a bang, his true qi erupted from the soles of his feet, the vast snowfield trembled and roared, the snow rose like a fountain to the sky, and a vigorous figure stepped on the fountain and leaped into the air, dragging the afterimage to pounce on a white dragon.

Really angry outburst!

Energetic!

Parnia Sun Sword!

Swish! The sword light flashed, like the scorching sun in the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth. A blood-colored peony burst out at the blade of the sword with the most blazing light, and the white dragon in the middle of the sword fell down with a mournful roar.

Carol kicked on the back of the white dragon in the air, turned and somersaulted to dodge the dragon claws behind the back, and stabbed it with a backhand sword.

Volley!

Parnia's Moonlight Sword!

This sword was very different from the "Sun Sword" just now, swinging out a clear and cold moonlight like autumn water, silently tearing through the scale armor as hard as steel, piercing through the heart of the dragon.

With a flash of figure, Carol ghostly teleported in front of another white dragon thousands of feet away, and the soul-grabbing sword in his palm swung out an infinite cold light, as if shaking the sky full of stars.

Legend Speed!

Parnia Meteor Sword!

By the time the starlight had passed, several blood marks had already appeared on the dazed dragon's body, and its huge body suddenly exploded, and it was cut into pieces before it could scream.