"Damn, how could you let it go?" Eru Nicole's white fingers poked at the bear's head, "Haven't you eaten, what is your strength?" ”

The bear's face was full of grievances, and it also wondered, why did the undead dragon slip out of his hand even though he had done his best, and he was not distracted or slack?

Qin Bing vaguely felt that it should be the magic shield composed of countless hexagonal pieces, but Qin Bing was not sure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At this time, Cangyue Hitomi said in Qin Bing's heart: "If nothing else, the name of that magic shield is called the Dark Shield, which is the signature skill of the fallen angel, and it is immune to all magic attacks. ”

"But the bear is a melee attack." Qin Bing was not convinced.

"But the bear itself is a magical creature, and it has a black hole of annihilation wrapped around it."

Well, what you say makes a lot of sense, I can't argue with it.

It's just that now Mo Ye and the undead dragon are out of the predicament, and the flying dragon is in the sky, whether it is attacking or escaping, it is free to do as you like. On the other hand, the League of Legends, more than 10,000 people were teleported in this battle, these people were not as weak as ants in front of the dragon, but they were indeed vulnerable, if the undead dragon and Mo Ye were determined to catch the weak and fight, Qin Bing couldn't stop them if they wanted to.

These people are all using teleportation skills, summoner's skill recovery cycle is very long, taking teleportation as an example, if it is allowed to recover naturally, it may take a whole day, even if you continue to use your own power to instill and speed up its recovery, it will take more than ten hours or even longer. Obviously, they don't have enough time and a comfortable environment to regain their skills.

Cangyue Tong inexplicably thought of a sentence, "The big dragon destroys his life, and the teleportation must be cautious", which is the current dilemma of the League of Legends.

"Follow me, don't be cowardly!" Galen was still roaring in high spirits.

It's just that someone next to him poured cold water, "Big brother, are you going to heaven?" ”

No matter how good Galen is, it can only be the army, although you run fast and rush fiercely, but at this time it is no longer a matter of long legs and short legs, but a question of whether you can fly or not.

This is not only a problem that Galen has to face personally, but also a problem that everyone who has been teleported this time needs to face. The ink night flying dragon is in the sky, you can attack and retreat, you can defend, you can go if you can't beat it, but what about everyone in League of Legends? Even if you put on your wings, you can't fly away.

Qin Bing wanted to look down on Mo Ye, but at this time he had to raise his head and look up at Mo Ye.

"Qin Bing, I'm afraid that if you can't wait for next year, the grass on your grave will be three feet high."

But no, the grass on the grassland is waist-deep, and the little foxes can't find anyone when they bend down, if they are buried here, it will be three feet three feet of grass on the grave that day.

Qin Bing's heart tightened, but he remained silent, and said with a sneer: "Back then, 300 Spartan warriors defeated 200,000 sandbar troops with a single blow from the sky, and today, I have also gathered 300 warriors, I don't know if I can slay the dragon!" ”

Slay the Dragon!

Mo Ye's heart tightened, and the undead dragon under him also hurriedly pulled up as if its tail was burning, flickering its wings dozens of times before slowly stopping.

Dragons are very rare in the Western world, thousands of years ago, otherwise the King of Europa would not have searched the world for the glorious achievements of a dragon-slaying warrior. The King of Europa was lucky because he found a dragon, and the undead dragon was unfortunate because he was the dragon, and this fear is still present in his bones.

Mo Ye is not afraid of the Qin soldiers, but the name of the Spartan warrior is too loud, and it has resounded throughout the Western world for thousands of years, which is of course due to the "killing policy" of magical forces such as the Tower of Ashes, but the Spartan warrior's own fierce combat effectiveness cannot be ignored.

Moreover, the shape of the Spartan warriors is very unique, Mo Ye's big eyes swept and saw the Spartan warriors lined up in a phalanx below, adding up to four or five hundred, if they all mastered the Fallen Sky Strike and used it together, it would be a time for the sky to fall apart.

300 Spartan warriors, the number, the name, and the word dragon slay, like a spell, not only aroused the fear of the undead dragon, but also made Mo Ye's heart full of worries.

He didn't dare to bet! Because his family has a great cause, he has collected the bloodline of a small half-fallen angel and transformed into a demigod's body, given time, it is not impossible to become a god, how can he burn with Qin soldiers and jade in this nameless barren grassland.

But the Spartan warriors dared to gamble, because this was a group of warriors who did not want to die, and regarded death in battle as the highest glory of professional warriors. Pulling the enemy to perish together is the supreme glory handed down from the time of their ancestors 300 warriors.

At this time, those Spartan warriors also bent down and bent their knees, making a look of accumulation, the muscles and flesh on their bodies were erect and twisted like angry pythons, and the grass stems on the ground were also oppressed by the overflowing momentum, and they fell down and stuck to the ground. Although Mo Ye flew high enough, he still had no sense of security in his heart, especially since he had just experienced the attack of a few Spartan warriors who fell into the sky, he deeply realized the strength of this move, one or two can create casualties Spirit Dragons, not to mention dozens, hundreds.

However, Mo Ye didn't know that the little foxes used the blinding method to hide their figures, and then quietly came to the Spartan warrior's side, and said in a low voice: "Quickly use the Fallen Sky Strike, it's okay to use it just now, just make a look to bluff people, and the necromancer doesn't know that you have used it." ”

The Spartan warriors had just used the Fallen Sky Strike when they were chasing down the bandits in the Summoner's Canyon before, and only a few of them had no time to open a big move, and the bandits were wiped out, otherwise there would not have been only a few Spartan warriors who used the Fallen Sky Strike to attack Mo Ye just now.

However, as the little foxes said, Mo Ye didn't know all this, the Summoner's Canyon was tens of thousands of miles away from the grassland, and it was impossible for Mo Ye to know what happened in the Summoner's Canyon, and even if he knew, it was impossible to know everything in detail, let alone know the Spartan Warrior's ultimate.

Therefore, when he saw hundreds of Spartan warriors making charging movements at the same time, he immediately became empty. As soon as the palm of his hand was raised, the shackles conjured by the power of darkness immediately clanged, and the unfortunate eternal nightmare was dragged into Mo Ye's hand. The Eternal Nightmare was still struggling, and black lightning immediately hit the Eternal Nightmare from the palm of Mo Ye's palm, and the Nightmare roared again and again, and its body instantly dimmed, almost transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Qin Bing, do you really have the courage to burn my jade?"

Qin Bing's teeth chattered, "You can try." ”

"Give me Ali Baba, I'll give you back this guy intact, and turn around and leave, how about it?"

Mo Ye didn't want to fight Qin Bing, because there was no benefit in doing so. The purpose of his trip is Solomon, it is Ali Baba, and when he has collected the blood of the fallen angels, he will go back and clean up the League of Legends.