Soon after this fluctuation was generated, the blood-colored wyvern in mid-air, the ghostly light spit out from its mouth suddenly flourished, and it seemed that its strength had increased a lot, and at this moment, Medivan's face changed greatly, and his already bloodless face became even whiter.

I only heard a muffled buzzing sound, and the ghostly light completely overshadowed Medivan's power, and at that moment, Medivan's body exploded backwards, and the breath from the power of the guardian weakened sharply.

"Oh no, the Guardian is injured!" Asila's pretty face changed.

Leng Feng also kept an eye on Medivan, and when the Eye of Analysis sent back the information that Medivan was injured, Leng Feng couldn't believe it, because, at this time, the elements in Medivan's style were almost exhausted, and even the four elemental orbs became dim at this moment, which meant that on this plateau, Medivan, who had the most powerful power, could no longer participate in the battle.

But now the situation is that not only is the Scarlet Wyvern there, but it seems that something is not quite right with the Scarlet Wyvern now.

"Yes, that's it, let the evil god open that seal and open it!"

An orc warlock shouted excitedly into the sky, and even the wrinkles on his green skin stretched out with the excited shout.

The old troll who was blowing the fanged flute nodded his head while blowing back, and almost at the same time, the flute sound became high and urgent, and Leng Feng could feel that in this flute, there was a special spiritual power.

As the sound of the flute changed, the blood-colored flying dragon in mid-air rushed towards the sky, and the direction was where the spatial crack was located.

"Those trolls can control real dragons. What do they want to do? Old man Puke exclaimed.

"Stop them. They want to use this dragon to open the spatial rift seal here! Asila exclaimed.

Despite the fact that Asila spoke Elvish. But most of the people present understood, and they all showed doubts, as if they didn't know what the spatial rift seal in Asila's mouth was.

However, despite their unknowings, the masters on the plateau took action, and they followed Asila to the location of the orcs and trolls, and even the three old men of the Wicked Academy were in the ranks.

The orcs and trolls who came to the plateau were not easy to achieve. Even if they tried to stop the old troll with the fanged flute, they were in a bitter battle at this time, and they couldn't get any close to the old troll.

For this kind of battle, Leng Feng was naturally unable to participate, and at this time, he drove the Grim Reaper T200 to Medivan's side.

"Are you alright, Medivan?"

The real sound of the cold front, through the crystal hole in front of the cockpit, is mixed with the speakers of the Reaper T200. It's a bit cluttered, but it doesn't affect clarity.

Medivan shook his head, then smiled wryly, "If it weren't for the fact that I had been fighting this dragon's illusion for a while. I'm sure I'll be able to hold on for a while, I didn't expect this dragon to be so strong. ”

"You've done enough, you don't have to worry about that, but you can still contact Dalaran through the portal at this time, can you do that?" Leng Feng said.

"Hmmm! I was careless just now, I should have contacted Dalaran as soon as possible! Medivan smiled sheepishly.

Hearing this, Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, with Dalaran's support, this crisis may still have a chance to be resolved.

As soon as Medivin finished speaking, he took out an arcane crystal with runes in the center, and just like the last time he sent off the corpse of the old goblin, Medivin began to cast a spell.

But what Leng Feng didn't expect was that not long after Mediven cast the spell, his brows gradually wrinkled, and in the end, he turned out to be shocked.

"What's wrong?" Leng Feng had a hunch that something seemed to be wrong.

"Dalaran's portal mark has disappeared!" Madison's voice was a little heavy.

The portal mark disappeared, and Leng Feng naturally knew what it meant.

"Is there no way?" Leng Feng asked.

Medivan shook his head and said solemnly, "If it was before fighting that dragon, I could have forcibly opened it without the sigil, but now, I can't do anything about it!" ”

Leng Feng naturally knew that the reason why Medivan was so discouraged was that now that the strength in his body was almost exhausted.

At the moment when Medivan finished saying this, the blood-colored wyvern in mid-air finally flew to the edge of the spatial crack, and at this time, I saw that from the body of the blood-colored wyvern, an extremely powerful force suddenly erupted.

"Divine power!"

Leng Feng was startled, looking at the body of the blood-colored flying dragon, a golden phantom appeared, this golden phantom was also a dragon, but it had two heads, huge golden wings, and in a flash, it was much greater than the momentum of the blood-colored flying dragon.

A dragon roar came from the throat of the blood-colored flying dragon, and the golden phantom trembled, and among the two golden dragon heads, a black and a white light erupted, rotating and entangled, forming a spiral pillar of light, which sprayed towards the spatial crack.

At that moment, the void around the spatial crack suddenly distorted, and thin black lines like small snakes appeared around the spatial crack, convex and concave, showing great signs of cracking.

And at this moment, around the space crack, countless runes composed of elements suddenly appeared, flying around the space crack, and the power formed had the potential to close those new fine lines, but the power of the blood-colored flying dragon was strong, and when those fine lines were forcibly closed, these runes actually began to dissolve.

At this moment, a huge pattern appeared in the sky, and the blood-colored flying dragon, as if it was on top of this pattern, spewed out that strange and powerful black and white spiral pillar of light towards the middle of the pattern.

This pattern is the pattern that appeared when those orcs wanted to use the seal key charm to open the seal before, but at this time, this pattern looked much darker, and Leng Feng could even see through the pattern those hideous and terrifying black cracks hidden in the pattern, compared to the spatial crack just now, it was really like the difference between a small stream and a big river.

Leng Feng finally knew that when the Burning Legion entered Azeroth. How spectacular and terrifying it must be.

Medivan apparently saw the black cracks as well. Thrilling at the same time. But there is some helplessness.

"Are you just going to let these spatial cracks appear?" Madison muttered pessimistically.

At this moment, Leng Feng could only watch this pattern gradually collapse.

"Hahaha, how can you miss me in such a big battle?"

At this moment, Leng Feng suddenly heard a burst of laughter, and the familiarity of this voice made Leng Feng's heart suddenly appear a glimmer of hope.

"Master Lin?"

Look in the direction of the sound. But I saw the panda man Lao Lin rushing over to this side very quickly, although the panda man Lao Lin was smiling, but the solemn look on his face was no worse than the others.

"Old man Lin, you're finally here!" Old man Puck, who was battling those orcs and trolls, burst out laughing.

"Now that Old Man Lin is here, it seems that this battle is going to be resolved!" Old man Luck had just dropped a directional bomb, and although it didn't hit his opponent, he still laughed.

The old Czech man didn't have many eyes, just smiled, but he revealed the joy in his heart.

Because. They all believe in the strength of the panda man Lao Lin.

Seeing the arrival of the panda man Lao Lin, others who don't know the panda man Lao Lin. Their faces were shocked, because the aura exuded by the panda man Lao Lin was even more powerful than them, which made them feel a trace of awe.

"Haha, I'm sorry, this time, I was led by the nose by them, and now, I'm going to teach these green-skinned weird guys a good lesson!" The panda man Lao Lin came to the battlefield and laughed out loud.

The other three old men of the Wicked Academy nodded in unison, and those orcs and trolls still changed their faces when they saw the panda man Lao Lin appear.

"This black and white bear, if it doesn't appear sooner or later, it comes at this time. Alatba, let the evil god deal with this guy! An old orc warlock shouted.

The old troll with his fanged flute didn't hesitate at the old orc's words, but the tune changed again.

Almost at the same time, the blood-colored flying dragon in mid-air suddenly stopped spewing out the spiral pillar of light entangled with black and white light, and swooped down on the panda man Lao Lin.

Seeing this scene, Leng Feng's heart jumped suddenly, but he didn't expect that as soon as the panda man Lao Lin appeared, those orcs and trolls immediately stopped the impact on the seal, and instead let the blood-colored flying dragon deal with the panda man Lao Lin.

The panda man Lao Lin saw the blood-colored flying dragon swooping down, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a wry smile.

"I'm a little flattered to give me such a big gift just now!"

Although the mouth is a little funny, but the panda man Lao Lin is not idle, at this moment, the panda man Lao Lin around a burst of white gas rises, but it is the deep true qi contained in the panda man Lao Lin's body, at this time the panda man Lao Lin's breath has improved a lot.

"Sure enough, it's the eight-ring powerhouse!" An orc warlock spoke solemnly.

As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored flying dragon was wrapped in an incomparably powerful momentum, and its mouth was open, but it was a ghostly light sprayed towards the panda man Lao Lin.

Just when the ghost light came, the figure of the panda man Lao Lin turned into an afterimage, and suddenly rushed up, what is surprising is that the panda man Lao Lin jumped, but jumped directly into the air, when the panda man Lao Lin's figure was clear, the panda man Lao Lin jumped directly to the neck of the blood-colored flying dragon.

The dragon chant reappeared, the old troll controlled the blood-colored flying dragon, and a blood mist suddenly appeared around his body, and in the blood mist, there were even bits of dark red blood suspended, surrounding the panda man Lao Lin in it.

As if feeling the strangeness of this blood mist, the panda man Lao Lin almost at the same time, he protected his true qi all over his body, and the blood mist, like sulfuric acid, corroded the true qi around the panda man Lao Lin's body, and made a sneering sound.

Realizing that he couldn't hold on for long, the panda man Lao Lin took a deep breath, but his right hand was wrapped in a thick blue light.

"The power of the green dragon!"

The panda man Lao Lin shouted violently, and his right hand formed a fist, but it slammed into the head of the blood-colored wyvern.

Almost at the same time, the old troll with the fanged flute blew the tune even faster, and the body of the blood-colored wyvern began to be covered in scales formed by patches of golden light.

"Hmph, just a mortal, you also want to hurt the evil god?" One of the trolls apparently saw such a scene, and let out a sneer as he fought with people.

But in the next second, the troll couldn't laugh, because the right fist of the panda man Lao Lin directly passed through the golden phantom around the blood-colored wyvern, and even shattered some golden scales, hitting the head of the scarlet wyvern.

I only heard a loud "boom", and the blood-colored flying dragon's dragon body trembled violently, and dark red blood even flowed out of the dragon's mouth.

At that moment, not only those trolls and orcs were stunned, but even Medivan, who had fought with the Scarlet Wyvern, was almost stunned.

"This black and white bear, obviously only has the strength of the eight rings, why can he hurt this real dragon?"

Leng Feng just watched silently, he knew that the trick used by the panda man Lao Lin was obviously using the divine power in his body, this kind of power, Leng Feng also saw the panda man Lao Lin use it in the Gulabash Troll Palace, and he also had a tie with the big black bear who also had divine power, although in the end the panda man Lao Lin showed his defeat, but the attack using divine power was extremely sharp.

Although Leng Feng was still unable to use the divine power hidden in his body today, after the power of the Jade Dream Realm was improved, the shock of using the divine power to kill the King of the Viper still remained in Leng Feng's heart.

After the blow, the panda man Lao Lin quickly jumped down from the body of the blood-colored flying dragon, because at this time, the true qi around the panda man Lao Lin had been thinned by those blood mist.

At this time, although the panda man Lao Lin injured the blood-colored flying dragon, his own consumption was not small, just like in the Gulabash Troll Palace, after using the divine power, the panda man Lao Lin slowly gasped.

The old troll, who was playing the fanged flute, gradually lowered his brow, because at this time he suddenly realized that he could not control the blood dragon.

"The pain was so refreshing, it freed me from the sound of the Fallen Flute. I feel it, it's the breath of the green dragon that my people hate, and to thank you, I'm going to tear you to shreds, worm! ”

Another fluctuation appeared in Leng Feng's mind.

"Not good!"

Leng Feng felt a sigh in his heart, this blood-red flying dragon regained consciousness at this time, which was not a good sign.

Sure enough, the first thing the blood-red wyvern did when he woke up was to spit out a ghostly light that hit the old troll with its fanged flute.

"No...... Don't ......" The old troll cried out in horror, and after the glow, the old troll left no trace, only the fangs that fell to the ground.

It seems that when he was dying, he didn't expect that the evil god that the old troll worshipped would directly kill him.

"Agubang, you're in control of the Heartfall Flute!" An orc warlock shouted at another troll who was in a bitter struggle, but at the same time, he attacked the troll's opponent directly, as if trying to deal with two master masters by himself.

The troll's face sank, but he didn't hesitate to leave the battle and pick up the fang.

So, another ghostly light came, and this troll was still not spared.

Seeing such a scene, not only those orcs and trolls were stunned, but even Leng Feng was a little surprised.

Eventually, the orc warlocks stopped screaming, and none of the trolls dared to pick them up in the thousands.

"Now, let me meet you, a worm that exudes the breath of a green dragon!" (To be continued.) )