Chapter 61: The White-Haired Old Man
"Are these silver dragons crazy......" After listening to the report, Luo Lan hurriedly rushed out with a heavy sword. After a few jumps, he rushed to the top of Sangkun's head and looked far away.
I saw that in the sky not far away, the silver light was shining, and the figures of ten silver dragons were cruising in the sky, and my heart suddenly lifted, so many silver dragons, if you don't pay attention to it, it will be a catastrophe.
I saw a thunderbolt falling from the sky in that area, the light flickered, and white light spit out from the mouth of the silver dragon, intertwined into a net, locking the area where it was located, like a prison cage of heaven and earth, and a figure stood in the center of the white cage.
"Who is that person, under the attack of the ten silver dragons, he can still remain undefeated, could it be that he is a powerhouse of the Holy Domain?" Luo Lan frowned and looked at the man in the center, his face puzzled.
Immediately, Luo Lan shook his head and denied his thoughts.
That person was definitely not a Sacred Domain powerhouse, the Sacred Domain powerhouse had broken the shackles and risen to another unfathomable realm, no matter how many silver dragons there were, they were no match for the Holy Domain.
"Who is this man, who can be ten with one?" Luo Lan became more and more curious, staring at it.
The earth-shattering sound of battle, from far and near, slowly approached the direction of the canyon, and in the center was a thin old man with long white hair and white eyebrows, wielding a white bone skull magic wand in his hand.
As he chanted the incantation, the space tumbled up, and a dimensional passage appeared, from which six monsters quickly rushed out. The three golden skeleton archers, the three golden-haired zombies with three meters tall, each of them exuded an aura that had reached level ninth.
"Necromancer summons, necromancer."
After studying the necromancer's experimental records for several years, Luo Lan saw the necromancer for the first time, and his heart was suddenly happy.
"If you have any doubts about the experiment records, you may be able to ask him for advice." Luo Lan thought so.
The appearance of the six-headed undead creatures immediately disrupted the rhythm of the silver dragon's attack, and I saw three golden skeleton archers shooting non-stop to provide long-range strikes, and the three golden-haired zombies rushed up to fight the silver dragon without fear of death.
The group of silver dragons was only panicked for a moment, and soon separated six silver dragons and pounced towards the six undead creatures, leaving the remaining four silver dragons to continue to attack the old man.
The old man's mouth kept chanting spells, as if he was preparing new magic, and the dark black guardian light shield outside his body continued to fade under the attack of the four silver dragons. The time for preparing the magic this time seemed to be much longer than just now, and the protective light shield outside the body continued to be consumed, and the slightest crack began to appear.
At this time, the magic prepared by the old man was at a critical juncture, and he couldn't spare his energy to replenish the consumption of the mask, and his forehead was sweating.
"Good opportunity." Luo Lan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "The guardian light shield is about to break, and Golden Retriever and Sang Kun are ready to save people." β
At the same time, Luo Lan's figure was like lightning, shaking into the air, like a vigorous eagle rushing straight to the silver dragon.
Relying on the void to resist the wind and fly in the sky, only the wind type mage can reach it before the holy realm, and it only took more than four years for Luo Lan to break through to become a seventh-level mage.
Flying in mid-air, the gentlemanly elegance that Luo Lan had accumulated in the laboratory instantly turned into a fierce and domineering spirit, the heavy sword was raised above his head, and the momentum of the whole person was condensed and mixed as one, accompanied by a loud shout, the sword led the wind and thunder, the pneumatic clouds, and the curtain slashed down.
Groaning β
A painful hiss rang out in the sky, and a silver dragon fell from the sky with a scream, one wing severed entirely, leaving only a bit of flesh and skin connected, and a large cloud of blood sprayed down like a torrential rain.
"This is the ninth-level Demonic Beast Silver Dragon," Luo Lan looked surprised, looked at the Silver Dragon that was constantly struggling and falling, and asked himself, "How can it be so weak?" β
When You Ji was a teenager, the ninth-level black dragon alone oppressed him and couldn't move, but in just a few years, the silver dragon, who was also a ninth-level demonic beast, couldn't stop him with a sword.
"Come again!"
At this moment, Luo Lan's heart was full of enthusiasm, pride rose, the shadow left by his youth was swept away, and he wanted to use a killing to show heaven and earth how powerful he was.
Luo Lan turned and pounced on the other silver dragon, this time he was going to fight head-on.
"The young master is so powerful!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Sang Kun's dark golden eyes, he was Luo Lan's demon pet, the stronger Luo Lan was, the greater the benefits he could get.
"Of course, it's the boss!" The Golden Retriever stood on top of Sang Kun's head instead of Luo Lan, and said in a natural tone, "How can these reptiles be the opponent of the boss, even if my Golden Retriever shoots, I can beat them all down." β
"You ......"
Sangkun glanced at the golden retriever, his gaze revealing obvious suspicion.
Although the growth rate of the golden retriever made Sang Kun ashamed, after all, his birth time was too short, but it was only four years, how could he be the opponent of the ninth-level demonic beast Silver Dragon.
"You wait, I'll kill a silver dragon for you to see." The golden retriever angrily slammed on the swift dragon's head, turning into a golden afterimage and rushing up to the treetops, jumping several times in the canopy in a row, and slamming into the back of the silver dragon.
Listening only to the cracking of the bones and scales and the screams of the silver dragon in pain, the silver dragon turned its head and bit at the golden retriever, regardless of the attack. And the golden retriever flexibly jumped onto the other silver dragon, concocted it in the same way, and slashed at the neck of the other silver dragon.
Compared with the silver dragon's nearly 100-meter-long body, the golden retriever's body less than half a meter long was like a small point, but his sharp teeth and claws were like an excavator, stabbing into the silver dragon's flesh and blood, and in a while, he would dig out a deep pit of flesh.
With the golden retriever's containment, the two silver dragons were too busy to take care of themselves, and Luo Lan's pressure was greatly reduced, he only needed to concentrate on dealing with the silver dragon in front of him.
Seeing the two helpers who suddenly appeared, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and continued to chant the incantation.
The space above the sky rolled, and suddenly a dimensional passage was opened again, and a powerful coercion descended along the passage, and at the same time, a dead silence and barren aura came from the space on the other side of the dimensional passage.
Luo Lan took a closer look this time, and his feelings were extremely clear, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
"Is this the breath of the underworld, although it is mixed with a lot of negative breath, but the concentration of the elements of this heaven and earth is nearly a hundred times that of the Magnolia Continent."
The dimensional passage gradually increased from the size of the bowl, and finally lasted until the diameter of the house did not change, first the black dragon's head poked out of the passage, and then the huge body that stretched for hundreds of meters also arched out.
The black corpse dragon, covered in black scale armor, flashed two green flames in its hollow eye sockets, and a dangerous mass comparable to the peak of a ninth-level demonic beast spread.
"Kill them!"
The old man pointed to the silver dragon in the sky and roared loudly.
"Roarβ"
Descending from the dead undead plane to the material plane, the corpse dragon roared like a wild horse on the loose, and two green flames in the hollow eye sockets stared at the two silver dragons, as if staring at some delicious prey, and green saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth.
"Didn't you just take a few of your dragon eggs, and chased after me to death, so that you can taste the power of the old man." The old man raised his eyebrows and roared in high spirits.
The ninth-level peak corpse dragon was like a tiger entering a flock, and its sharp giant claws were easily embedded in the body of the silver dragon opposite, and its fierce mouth bit the throat of the silver dragon.
The silver dragon in the early stage of the ninth-level demonic beast was like a baby without the power to resist, staring at the big eyes of the copper bell, his body kept twitching, and the blood in his body was swallowed by the corpse dragon along the wound in his throat, and the blood was dried up in just a moment, like a dry corpse.
The corpse dragon violently shook off the corpse of the silver dragon, and glanced at the other silver dragon again.
Stared at by the corpse dragon's gaze, the silver dragon shuddered violently, turned around and ran. One took the lead, and the other silver dragons naturally no longer insisted, and in the blink of an eye, they escaped completely.
The corpse dragon let out a roar in the direction of the silver dragon's escape, but unfortunately it was only a summoned creature, and it couldn't get too far away from the summoner, so it chased some distance and had to stop.
"Boy, who are you?" The white-haired old man looked at Luo Lan with a wary expression, and the undead creatures around him quietly surrounded Luo Lan.
"Is that how you necromancers treat your life-savers?" Luo Lan looked at the white-haired old man coldly and asked.
"I didn't ask you to save me, you saved me yourself, so I don't owe you anything." The white-haired old man said coldly.
Such a stubborn old man, Luo Lan thought secretly in his heart, but how could the tone of this speech be so familiar.
Wait, could it be him! Luo Lan suddenly thought of someone in the original book, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Dear friends, you should have guessed who this old man is, right?