"Boom!"

The dragon fell to the ground, splashing up a lot of dust.

The face of the squadron leader of the second squadron of recruits was still serious: "Shield wall!" ”

"Gram!"

With the squadron leader's order, more than 100 soldiers in front immediately approached each other, buckled their shields with those of others, and tightly formed a two-meter-high shield wall. The shield wall slowly pushed closer, moving towards the huge figure in the smoke.

Du Naiwei's heart was also angry at this time, and the dragon's pride did not allow him to lose like this. Originally, I was going to use the shelter of smoke and dust to give these guys a bit of hatred, but I didn't expect these soldiers of the Half Moon Collar to be so cautious.

In desperation, he had no choice but to roar the flames and breathe, spraying flames everywhere, and at the same time took the initiative to rush out of the smoke and dust.

"Landing!"

The squadron leader had already given a new order when he saw the growing figure in the smoke, and it had been carried out not long after Duneville rushed out. In the sound of slamming the ground, the shields in the hands of the soldiers in the front row have been smashed to the ground, although the sawtooth below is not enough to completely fix the shield, but it is completely enough to give these soldiers a place to borrow.

The flames spewed out by the undead dragon were obviously not as powerful as those spewed out by the dragons who specialized in it, and although the temperature of these flames was high, it was not enough to roast the shield specially designed by the Half Moon Collar to deal with the dragon's flames like the few dragons he had encountered before. A breath of flame until the end was nothing more than the palms of a few warriors holding shields in the center of the flames were roasted to the shields.

"Hold on!"

The squadron leader had been involved in more than one fight with dragons before, and he knew that what they loved most was to suppress their enemies with fire and then deliver a fatal blow at close range. So when the flames were spewing, he also gave a death order, and he must keep this shield wall!

"Bang!"

Shortly after the order was given, a loud bang was heard from the shield wall in front of him. The originally neat shield wall was suddenly concave.

"Bang!" Again, hitting the same position, the warrior in this position was instantly knocked out, spitting blood, holding his arms and moaning on the ground.

"And one more ...... And a little more! The squadron leader, who was in charge of the command in the back, looked at the wings that had just been withdrawn and muttered softly.

Suddenly, after a few breaths, another violent volley came, and in the midst of the collision, the gap in the shield wall that had just been opened was even larger.

"It's now! Fire Tongue! Spurt! ”

Headbutt, wings fluttering, tail twitching, after these three blows, even the dragon has to rest for a while. Of course, biting directly into the mouth does not count.

Except for the first row of warriors who maintained the shield wall at the bottom, the rest of the warriors raised their magic guns again when they heard this order.

"Whew!"

The sound of hundreds of magic guns firing at the same time sounded like a chilling wind whistling through the valley, and although the heat of this magic flame was not as high as that of the dragon flame, it was not far behind!

Duneville, who had just turned his head, tried to rush into the crowd with the raging flames, but unfortunately the shield in front of him blocked his way very well.

"Bang bang bang!"

Along the way, there were constant shield-wielding warriors who were knocked down and seriously injured, but many more warriors surrounded them, blocking the dragon's path.

Finally, under the scorching flames, the dragon's scales gradually blackened, cracked, and gradually curled, and the skin and flesh inside also dripped fat under the high temperature baking, and lost its color.

Duneville struggled, trying to flap his wings and fly. However, by this time, the wings with the weakest defenses had long since been reduced to ashes. In the end, this undead dragon could only be helplessly turned into ashes in the sea of fire.

The shouting around the first altar gradually stopped, it was not the undead who broke through the city wall, with the blessing of the almost infinite soul stones provided by Wei Xu, these undead warriors had climbed the city wall was already the farthest distance they had reached.

Almost at the same time that Duneville was done, the undead routed as if they felt the breath of the dragon's death. One by one, they fled back without looking back, back to where they were supposed to be. Pools of soul ashes were left in place, as well as soul stones that were constantly releasing energy from the ash pile......

Paranormal space.

The meteorite fell to the ground and directly shattered one-third of the area of the square, and the broken stones continued to roll down to the black sea water below, without splashing a single wave.

"Yo...... Looks like you're pretty good at finding the Ethereal Illusion......" Vallock continued to float in the air, and he chuckled softly as he looked at the translucent Mirac in front of him.

The moment the meteorite fell, Milak used this spit out. But what surprised him was that some of the energy emitted by the meteorite could actually penetrate the space and burn himself! But fortunately, this spit can still neutralize most of the power of the meteorite, which is why he can still stand here.

"Wallock...... You've managed to provoke me......" Mirak's eyes flickered with humiliation, his voice hoarse from overexertion.

"Angered you?" Wallock's voice rose sharply as if he had heard some joke. "With your current strength, what if you anger you?!"

“Zii Los Dii Du……”

Milak did not respond to Vallock's words, but roared at the sky.

It's the spit out of these four characters again!

I saw Milak shout twice in a row, both of which were followed by two different sets of pronunciations after the four characters were spoken. As he finished spitting his eyes, the bodies of the two dragons fighting in the sky trembled and fell straight to the ground.

As they fell, the bodies of the two dragons burned in the air like those meteorites just now, turning into pure soul energy and pouring into Mirak's body.

Wallock finally faced the opponent in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand holding the staff tightened unconsciously.

As Milak's momentum grew, Walok's face became more and more serious.

Suddenly, at this very moment, just when Milak looked as if he was about to turn around. A slight thud came from within him.

"What? Why?! Milak froze suddenly, and subconsciously muttered.

At the same time, his body had just condensed, and his momentum was not weaker than that of Wallock, and it was like a deflated ball. Not only his momentum, but also his body shrank suddenly!

Eventually, Milak's aura vanished from the space, leaving behind only a brown robe and a wooden mask with tentacles carved into its chin.

"Cut...... Did you break yourself? Wallock said disdainfully, then glanced lightly at Dacula's hidden position, turned into a moth, and disappeared here, leaving Dacula alone to look at the scene in front of him in a daze......