Madame Rosa has been in charge of Dublin for many years and has a wealth of experience in all aspects. The same is true of the knight tournament that must be held every year, and the entire tournament is very huge, about the size of several football fields. The huge arena was surrounded by wooden fences, and beyond the wooden fences were excited Pingmen and knights observing potential opponents. As an audience, Xinluo was naturally blocked from the wooden fence.

It's just that neither Sinloth himself nor Ellie, who is in high spirits on his shoulders, has the slightest opinion on this.

On the martial arts field, Crawnine held the giant sword behind his back with his backhand, and his face was full of eagerness. From HRE to Dublin, in addition to conveying the teacher's orders, she also took the time to challenge the masters from all over the world, but the result was a big disappointment.

At this time, the traffic is not smooth, the information transmission is slow, and the master who can dominate in one place naturally has real materials. But for Crawnine, that was not enough. There are many masters everywhere who can defeat her, but they have never been able to bring her that feeling of invincibility. Her power has been stagnant for too long, and she needs a true master, an opponent who can pose her a deadly threat.

With a single gesture, she can make her hair explode all over her body, and with just one look, she can make the cells in her body scream, as if she will be crushed to death like a weak insect in the next moment.

However, there are too few such strong men, except for his own teacher Kama$, Claujiu has never seen other such swordsmanship masters - the royal knights of the royal capital may have had, but unfortunately they have all been wiped out in that bloody night.

But luckily, she actually found it today. Found in such a remote place as Ireland. Crawnine gripped the big sword behind his back with his backhand, and his blue eyes were full of excitement: "Zax. Stlev. It's a pleasure to challenge you. ”

And the silent Bismal also pulled out the magic sword at his waist and said in a deep voice, "Knight Desmond." Bismalco. Waldstein. ”

After reporting each other's names, the two of them flashed with ice-blue anger at the same time, and Crawnine didn't talk nonsense, only to see the girl scream, and the anger flickered and smashed the ground under her feet, and she was already rushing towards Bismalco with a thousand momentum.

Bismal took a deep breath, and under the influence of the ice blue rage, the temperature around him dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, obviously at the end of summer. But as if it had suddenly entered a harsh winter, the cold wind blowing on the muscles and bones of the head made people shiver.

Crawnine castrated extremely quickly, and before Bismal could cool down to a minimum, the blue figure had already arrived in front of the knight. Completely different from the girl's appearance, Crawnine took a fierce path, and the long-standing big sword quickly slashed down with unparalleled might, and the excessive speed made the entire big sword turn into a white match, leaving a dazzling white light in the eyes of the onlookers. In a trance, the great sword had already come to Bismarck's neck.

Boom!

"Ah, why is Zax like this, isn't this killing him." Merope doesn't know swordsmanship. As a witch, her eyesight is naturally much better than that of ordinary people, watching Crawnine mercilessly slash at Bismalko's neck. Suddenly exclaimed.

And when she saw the indifferent expressions on the faces of the knights around her, especially Sinloth, the little maid seemed to realize her mistake. Her little face flushed and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Cinnos's expression.

Ahh Shame on the dead! Merope, how can you have the face to see him in front of Mr. Fanzhuo like this!

Sinloth glanced at Merope, who suddenly became shy, suspiciously, and then continued to look at the arena. Crawjiu's sword is extremely fierce, if it is naturally extremely dangerous for others, but if the opponent is Bismalke who is holding a magic sword, then all Xinluo cares about now is how many moves this girl can hold.

Xinluos's martial arts can be compared to Ellie's perseverance, in his eyes, the two figures in the martial arts arena are just two blurred clouds of light and shadow if you don't use path prediction. Only the crisp sound of the metal clash and the scattered ice chips could barely pinpoint the position of the two men.

Bismal still kept his hand after all.

Frost, blood, evil. The sum of these three is where the true power of the magic sword lies, and when the melee that day came, it was Bismal who activated the full power of the magic sword, which was able to defeat the opponent like a bamboo. And the current knight chief, it is obvious that he only uses the power of frost.

It's not that Frost is weaker than the other two powers, but compared to the other two powers, Frost's effect is much more gentle, and its direct damage is much lower. At the same time, Crowjiu's anger is obviously also biased towards cold, and he has a strong resistance to frost, which is also cold.

If the three forces are used at the same time, the first blow of the two sides will lose. Instead of being like now, although the swordsmanship is obviously worse than Bismal, but with the support of anger and the release of Bismalke, Crawjiu can still fight with Bismalke.

"Wow, that big sister is amazing." Ellie on her shoulder didn't know this, in her eyes, the angry Bismal Knight Captain was a terrifying humanoid tyrannosaurus that needed other knights to join forces to fight, but the girl in front of her could fight him on her own, which was something that Sister Arian Hurd and Mariana's mother couldn't do.

The knights smiled at Ellie's amazement, and Sinlos shook his head, but did not speak.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Biting the roasted frog in her mouth, Ellie shook her little short legs, and she didn't know what she thought, and became extremely excited: "Dad, I want to be as strong as that big sister!" ”

Martial arts training has never been a simple matter, in addition to talent, perseverance is also very important. As for Ellie's perseverance, Sinlos did not comment. But just as Sinloth was about to answer his daughter, a bastard jumped out again.

[Your daughter confided in you what she really thinks in her heart, as an experienced elder. You can laugh it off, or you can use it to encourage her. A qiē is all up to your judgment. You silently raised your head and looked at the sun, which radiated infinite light. With the excuse of being caught in the eyes by the sun, a little tear appeared in front of my eyes, recalling the countless painful experiences of being forced to learn piano during the holidays. 】

[1. Yes.] 】

[2. It's better for you to be like a girl.] 】

[3. Do not answer.] 】

Xinluos's heart moved slightly, although the past days were bitter, but now looking back, there is a lot of fun. When the memory has been sifted through the years and covered with a layer of old yellow, even the painful past seems to become embarrassing.

Then. The two knights in the field fought more and more fiercely, and with the blessing of anger, bursts of yellow sand began to rise in the empty arena. Sinloth reached into Ellie's skirt with his left hand, grabbed her smooth thighs, and hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid the oncoming sand. Seeing that Merope beside her was still stunned, he hurriedly grabbed her little hand and took a few steps back.

"Well, my Ellie will definitely be the best!"

"Hmm!" Hearing her father's encouragement, Ellie smiled and narrowed her eyes. Nodding his little head: "Ellie will work hard!" ”

If you work hard, forget it.

[Ellie's self-esteem increases by twenty, force increases by twenty, and charm increases by twenty.] 】

He continued to look at Sinloth in the jousting arena but didn't notice. The lady next to her, with her head bowed and holding her hand, looked like a pink neck about to burn.

He's touching my hand

Very scary people. As far as swordsmanship is concerned, it's already very close to the teacher. Unlike the swordsmanship that the teacher has accumulated over time, this is the posture that a true human powerhouse should have. With decades of time. Relying on his fragile body, he forcibly deduced swordsmanship to this realm.

Boom!

There was another full force impact, but it was Crowjiu, who was holding the giant sword in both hands, who was knocked away. I saw her holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, barely supporting herself to stand up. The girl exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, but what blurted out was a breath of cold air that did not dissipate.

Not only swordsmanship, but also anger cultivation is also very terrifying. Although it is not a brilliant gold, this kind of condensed freezing qi is not much different even for the Upper Sun Knight. Her anger was already cold, but in the face of his anger, she had to retreat. And now, the opponent's anger has invaded his body, not only his limbs and joints, but even the originally mellow anger in his body has become extremely obscure, and it is almost stagnant.

How could such a strong man appear in such a small place as Ireland? Still working as a knight under an unknown nobleman?

Crawjiu didn't know, but she knew that this was the strongest opponent she had ever met in her life. Teacher Karma is strong, but when facing Crawnine, he will always subconsciously keep his hand, and he can't give her the pressure she should break through, but this one will never be like this!

Blue eyes froze, ignoring the pain as anger rushed through his body, and Crawnine stared at Bismarck and stood up again.

"I'll admit, you're strong, so strong that I can barely look up to you." Admitting defeat in her heart, she has already lost half of it, this truth Crawnine naturally knows, but she still generously admits her defeat, Crawjiu held the hilt of the sword angrily in his left hand, and raised the pitted giant sword that was slashed by the magic sword high: "But, I won't just admit defeat, try this!" ”

In a flash of white light, Crow Jiu, who was holding the giant sword in both hands, had already poured the anger of his whole body into his weapon. And to bear such a powerful anger in a short period of time is undoubtedly a huge burden for the greatsword, but Crawnine doesn't care about it at all. The girl let out a low snort, and rushed towards Bismalko with the same momentum as she had done at the beginning.

"Ultra"

"You can't control such a trick." Bismal could see through Crowjiu's reality at a glance, and at this moment the power of the magic sword seeped into her body, and the power of the frost was leading her young body to eternal sleep little by little. It's okay to have her own anger suppressed in a short period of time, but if all the anger in her body is consumed, not to mention, looking at her trembling hands, the tricks in front of her are not at all something she can completely control now, so she will only kill herself.

What exactly is the reason. What makes this girl so crazy. Even if you are fighting for the danger of death, you have to swing your sword at yourself? There are countless ways to become stronger, and challenging the strong is just one of the muddy paths. Bismal didn't know what the girl was thinking. But it would be a pity if this girl died here.

"It's over. Death's Grip! ”

While feeling sorry in his heart, Bismal also made up his mind. The knight chief, who no longer had his hand, opened his left hand forward and slowly clenched it. This meaningless action had a wonderful effect at this moment, and in the incredible eyes of the crowd, Claujiu, who was originally rushing towards the knight chief, now seemed to have broken through the limitations of space. The onlookers only felt a flower in front of them, and the next moment, Crawnine had already appeared in front of the knight chief.

Not only the onlookers, but even Crawnine himself seemed a little inexplicable. After being stunned for a moment, he remembered to continue to perform his tricks, only to hear a soft sound from the sword body of the giant sword, and the entire giant sword began to scatter and split. And this qiē is already too late. The distance between the two was too short, and before the greatsword could be fully deployed, the knees that shimmered with tricolored light had already slammed into Crowjiu's lower abdomen.

The three different forces of frost, evil, and blood poured into Crowjiu's body at the same time, tearing apart the weak and almost negligible talisman rage, and violently erupting in Crawjiu's body. Naturally, the chief knight didn't want to kill Crowjiu. The three forces that are obviously of the same origin, under the subtle operation of the knight chief, they collide violently and cancel each other out. Together, they dissolved into nothingness.

Crawnine only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and the anger in his body seemed to be dispersed. The blue-haired girl clutched her belly, unable to swing the giant sword in her hand any longer. Slowly fall to your knees. And it was only at this point that the transformation of the greatsword was finally completed. Six small swords were scattered around the master. But it can't help her save the victory.

Bismarck, victory!

When you have endless power in your hands. You also get endless suffering.

Conrad didn't know what the ancestor who said this family motto was thinking, but at this moment, he couldn't agree with this ancestor more than ever.

If he had been born in an ordinary family, he would not have faced decades of uninterrupted intrigues and tricks, so that he would have completely collapsed his already bad body, and in the past few years, he couldn't even get out of bed. On the other hand, if he hadn't been born in the Sarian family, the top wealthy family in the empire, and poured all kinds of expensive drugs without hesitation, he would have been in poor health since he was a child, and he didn't know if he would be able to survive his childhood.

It's really hard to define between gains and losses.

The pale-faced Governor of Shinra sat back on his throne tremblingly, and the loyal servants immediately served him the magician's secret potion. The potion contained in the flawless white porcelain was ethereal black and emitted a disgusting stench. And this disgusting thing is now the thing on which he lives up. Conrad's heart was extremely sad, but he still drank the bitter liquid under the service of the servant.

Originally, after more than a year of recuperation, his body finally improved a little, so he ignored the housekeeper's opinion and forcibly presided over this autumn harvest sacrifice, wanting to give the dukes who were gradually restless a little color. While paving the way for Shanaiduo, he also let them know who is the master of Shinra!

He succeeded, he succeeded in reaping the surprised eyes of those dukes, and the pale faces. But that's all, and the price he paid was much greater than the gain.

His body really failed.

No court doctor or heavily invited magician had ever said this to him, but as an old man, he was keenly aware of it. It's not the short-term illness of his youth, his life is really counting down.

However, for him, who has been sick all year round, death may be happier. The old man raised his head, staring blankly at the intricate and ornate ornaments on the top of the castle with cloudy eyes, and countless familiar or unfamiliar pictures flashed in his heart.

He is already old, and in this life he has laughed and cried, with loved ones and hated ones. After his father's death, he ruled the HRE alone for decades, which can be said to have seen the prosperity of the world. At this age, there is nothing to complain about except silently waiting for the arrival of death.

The only thing that can't be relieved is probably just Shanaiduo.

Thinking of his sister, who was as shy and cute as a little white flower, the most powerful man in the HRE was like an ordinary old man, with a slight smile on his wrinkled face.

The Governor beckoned. Motioned to the old butler standing beside him to come over: "My friend, tell me about the recent affairs of Shanaiduo, you always say that you are worried about my body." Don't let me worry too much, but Shanaido is my only sister, you mentioned it last time. Shanaido is in Dublin, isn't it, Dublin, isn't that the territory of Rosa's little girl? Rosa, also haven't seen each other in years."

The old man was always nostalgic, saying that he wanted to know about Shanaiduo's situation, but the governor himself was babbling and falling into his own memories. It took a long time to come to his senses, and the old butler, who knew his temper, was always bent over and waiting for him.

"I'm sorry. I'm distracted, please keep talking. ”

"Yes, sir." The meticulous butler, who was also not young, but still dressed meticulously, took out his notebook from his bosom and began to flip through the records on it.

"Miss Shanaido arrived in Dublin, and attended the ball given by Madame Butterfly, where the viscount jumped on the table and shouted, "I want to create a knighthood."

The Governor closed his eyes and listened to the butler's narration. When he heard Shanaiduo almost cry. The old man clenched his fists so tightly that even his knuckles turned white. And hearing that the viscount was so clumsy to relieve his sister, the old man shook his head and showed a self-deprecating smile: "Shanaiduo always has to grow up. Eagles always have to fly. Rosa's intentions are also good, with her, the situation will not get out of control. The viscount was kind of interesting. ”

The butler was silent until the master had finished his evaluation before he continued: "Miss Shanaido has given the Apostolic Cross to the eldest daughter of the Viscount. And the eldest daughter of the viscount also presented her own hairband to Miss Shanaido as a gift in return. ”

As a housekeeper, you shouldn't bring your personal feelings when reporting to the master. Because that would affect the judgment of the owner. And when he read this, the old butler's voice trembled slightly. He had been a steward in Salian for decades, so he naturally knew how valuable the Apostolic Cross was, and Miss Shanaido had given it to a viscount's daughter so casually.

If it was given to the children of other governors, it would be fine, but it was only a small viscount. If this matter is known to other tribesmen of the side branches, I don't know how much trouble will happen. At that time, the price paid by the Sallian family in order to obtain the apostolic cross, even now that I think about it, the old butler is bleeding from his heart.

And the Governor of the HRE also frowned, but the Governor's courage is indeed far beyond ordinary people, the Governor shook his head, as if he didn't intend to pursue this matter: "Just because he helped Shanaido, it is worth this gift." Even if others knew, so what? Do you have to take back the gifts you have given away? Doesn't the double-headed eagle even have that amount of power? ”

These words were not so much for the governor himself as for the steward. The Governor loves Shanaiduo so much, and naturally, he also has a good impression of the reckless Viscount who defends Shanaiduo. The old butler did not answer, he took a deep breath, and continued: "Miss Somalina, the second daughter of the Governor of Britannia, invited Miss Shanaido to go out to play, and accidentally found that the love letter that the viscount gave to Miss Shanaiduo Miss seemed to be very angry, and quarreled with Somalina, and then as Miss Somalina said, the letter was written with enthusiasm, as if it was written by a master, because of the war in the North Sea, Governor Allen was worried about some accidents on the road, so he asked Miss Shanaido to wait until the war was settled before leaving."

The debriefing was not finished, but it had to be interrupted.

Like a fried lion, the old governor, who seemed to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind, stood up, threw the porcelain in his hand violently, and did not care that the priceless treasure was shattered into pieces. The old governor's eyes stared at the butler, exuding a crazy aura: "What did you just say?" That viscount dared to write a love letter to Shanaiduo? My Shanaduo, my Shanado, she rarely even sees men damn it, what if Shanado is tricked away by that bastard! What to do! Bastard, I haven't even written a love letter to Shanaiduo! ”

The old man roared, without the grace he had before. For him, Shanaiduo is the only relative in the world who has zài. It is an incomparable treasure. If it weren't for the limitation of identity, even if you don't want to fight this old face. He also wants to ask for the identity of a princess for Shanaiduo. However, such a pure and beautiful Shanaiduo is now being written a love letter?!

Governor Conrad gasped. Make an effort to calm yourself down. Reason kept telling him that Shanaiduo always wanted to get married, even if he was there, he refused all the engagements, but that was just delaying that time, and she always had to get married and have children.

However, he would never allow himself to see this scene before he died! His Shanaiduo is so pure, how can he be crushed under him by those men with filthy stomachs!

He will not allow it!

"Sue me, the name of the little viscount." The Governor gritted his teeth, his eyes full of malice. If that viscount has bad intentions. Even if Britannia is not his jurisdiction, even if Alan complains a few words, he will get rid of him.

No, there is absolutely no one who sends love letters to Shanaiduo with good intentions. The previous one to stand up for her was probably also planned by the damned viscount.

He must have recognized Shanaiduo's identity, it must be like this!

"Sinloth. Fandro. ”

"What?!"

In the warm garden, Basil, dressed in a loose purple robe, was sitting leisurely on the grass, basking in the sun. The defeat of the Imperial Navy did not seem to affect the mood of His Majesty the Emperor at all. In front of him, three water mirrors were radiating light, revealing the faces of the three old men. Looking closely, those three old men were the governors of the three provinces of Fademon, Rus, and Britannia. And Basil's legs. An old sword was snapping softly.

"Basil, what's wrong with Langulisa?" The Autumn Harvest Festival was not only a festival of the Empire, but also a day for several governors to gather for deliberations. It's just that as I get older. Several governors preferred to use the day as a way to complain to each other. And the abnormality of the long sword on the leg of His Majesty the Emperor naturally attracted the attention of the other governors: "Did you forget to oil it?" ”

The old governor of Britannia told a bad joke. It was greeted by a white eye from the emperor's majesty. At their age and position, they don't care much about those false courtesies. If you even face these governors who grew up together, you have to put on a shelf. That's really a lonely person.

"I don't know, but Langulisa has been chirping every day lately, as if he wants to tell me something, I'm not the Founding Emperor, and I can't hear it. Also, as an artifact, Langulisa does not need to be oiled. ”

Alan was joking, but both parties didn't pay much attention to it, and gently brought it over. After complaining to each other about the dishonesty of the lords under their rule, a water mirror suddenly appeared in the void, and a moment later, the pale face of the governor of Shinra appeared in the water mirror.

"The water mirror is for emergency situations, not for you to have a tea party." The empire was divided into seven provinces in total, and in addition to Byzantium itself, which was directly under the emperor's command, there were six satraps. But now, even with Conrad himself, there are only five of them. The Governor of the HRE was not surprised, after all, the two guys who were left

"Anyway, the magic power that has been accumulated for so long is a waste if you don't use it." Governor Ross was still as mean as she had been when she was younger, but time had left countless marks on her face. She was originally known as the first beauty of Rose, but now she is just an old woman with goosebumps: "Conrad, are you feeling better?" Got out of bed? ”

"Even if I lie in bed, my son will not be robbed of power by his wife!"

"You!"

Governor Ross is mean, but Conrad is not easy to provoke, and he pokes at the heart of Governor Ross at once. Seeing the two arguing with each other in the water mirror, Basil chuckled, stroked the sword on his lap and said, "Okay, Conrad, don't quarrel with her." After so many years, you two can't restrain yourself Conrad, what's the matter with you this time? ”

Of the six governors, Conrad was the worst in health. And he was also the governor who was absent the most times, except for the two governors who only knew how to pay taxes and did not appear at all. He must have something to say when he came to the meeting this time.

Conrad, who was arguing with the Governor of Rus, calmed down his mood and the beating heart in his chest before he said to Basil: "Fanzo is pursuing Shanaiduo, do you mean it?" ”

"Fanzhuo? It's not that I didn't command him that. Basil replied to his best friend, his expression as nonchalant as ever. Then something seemed to come to mind. Basil added: "Conrad, my brother. Shanado will always grow up, if the two of them really love each other. Let them go. ”

"Shanaiduo is so perfect, she is a treasure from heaven! I will not allow it! Never allowed"

Perhaps too angry, Conrad angrily broke off the link. The original crystal clear water mirror also seemed to lose its support, collapsed into a water stain, and slowly seeped into the grass.

"Basil, Conrad seems to have a great prejudice against Van Zhuo, will this affect your plans? Do you want me to warn Fanzhuo? ”

If the quarrel between the Governors of the HRE and the Governors of Rus' can be attributed to a joke between old friends, Conrad's anger at Van Zhuo is not fake. This guy who dotes on his sister to the point of being irrational is really likely to do something.

Basil shook his head and denied Louis XIV: "What is due will come." I believe in Isabelle's vision. Since she chose Fan Zhuo, there must be a reason for her. Over-protection isn't a good thing, right, Louie. I received a report from Philip, where he praised Van Zhuo's bravery, and if it weren't for his efforts and the efforts of the Duke of Normandy, the Imperial Navy would not have suffered heavy casualties. ”

"I also said that I was not worried" The earl of a province is finally a character. Even considering the face of Alan and his Louis XIV, Conrad would have some concerns. The Demon Governor grumbled slightly. Seeing Basil's empty back, something suddenly came to mind: "What about Miss Cappadocia?" How she's not with you, your body"

"She," Basil pulled out a wooden carving of a girl with wings on her back and her head crouched on the ground from her loose purple robe. The wood carvings are extremely finely carved. It shows the hard work of the carver, but the strange thing is that it should be the place where the girl's face should be. But it was a blur. His Majesty the Emperor looked at the wood carving in his hand, and his eyes were extremely complicated: "She has returned to where she should be." ”

"Huh?"

"Whew. My hair"

Sitting on the beach tonight, combing the hair on his tail with great distress. Originally fluffy and soft tail. Now it's a charred black. Faintly, you can even smell the faint aroma of barbecue.

"Damn Elias, she actually made such a ruthless hand, now it's so ugly, she has no face to see people." The more the petite Demon Realm Heavenly King took care of his tail, the more frustrated he became, and even the two ears that were originally erected high lost their spirit and drooped.

In terms of the essence of power, there is no difference between divine power and magic power, and both are just a form of application of power. There is no such thing as the fact that the divine power of the mortal world restricts the magic power, and when the two meet, it is always the stronger side that wins.

And tonight's magic is strong, but it's not Illiath's opponent. When the Heavenly King of the Demon Realm blocked a thunderbolt of divine punishment for her for the sake of His Majesty the Demon King, it was understandable that her whole body was scorched black.

"Woo, what should I do" The dejected tonight finally gave up, and the fox sat on a dragon-shaped sea rock, supporting his chin with both hands, and staring at the slowly sinking sunset: "It would be nice if the four sisters were still there, although I don't know what's going on, there is only Joshua, the weakest archangel, left by the side of the woman Illiath, but if the seven angels gather together in the future, then the demon world"

Is the Demon Realm weaker than the Celestial Realm? At least in ancient times, the two worlds were side by side. But the original four demon kings have fallen with the demon gods, as the new generation of heavenly kings, tonight and her demon king Xià were born a long time later than the woman Illias. Correspondingly, the strength is also worse.

The most troublesome thing is that Illia Silon has created seven archangels of her own. And because of his lazy character, the demon king has never created his own king.

"That lazy snake doesn't sleep a little less, isn't it! How can it be like now, fighting always loses" The fox looked at his tail, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he stood up in a fit of anger, and his little foot stepped on the rock under his feet in a venting manner: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" Tonight's tail is finished! ”

The nine-tailed fox angrily stepped on the sea rock under his feet, and unconsciously, he used a little magic power, and with a crisp sound of clicking, the sea rock under his feet cracked a few cracks.

"Huh?"

Tonight stopped the movement of his feet, and the two cute fox ears stood up high. If it was just an ordinary sea rock crack, it would naturally not attract the slightest attention from her. But as the sea rock cracked, a sleeping force surged like an undercurrent at the bottom of the sea.

"Got a magic wave? Is this thing a seal? ”

As the Heavenly King of the Demon Race, the strongest person other than the Demon King, even those proud demon generals must bow their heads in front of her, how can they be afraid of strange seals tonight? The fox, whose curiosity was completely suspended, not only did not stop, but even accelerated the movement of his feet.

"I'll step on it, it's best for me to step on some ancient beast, just so that I can get angry!"

The fearless Demon Heavenly King stepped on the dragon-shaped sea rock under his feet, and as the fox's magic power crushed it, the speed of the sea rock collapsed even faster, and a majestic aura began to rage in the air. As if sensing something, the originally sunny weather also became gloomy, and countless pitch-black clouds gathered from a distance and began to converge in the sky above Haiyan.

"This, how can this magic power fluctuation be so strong, is it impossible that this is a product from the Chaos Era, the four who created the world should have killed all those evil gods."

At this time, tonight began to feel as if he had caused a big disaster. The magic fluctuations in the sea rock became stronger and stronger as the sea rock disintegrated, and after a while, it had completely surpassed the level of the demon general, and it was still getting stronger.

"Uh, what to do, what to do, it seems that a terrible guy really came to me to think about it, His Majesty Nite taught me sealing magic at that time, let me think about it." Feeling that something is wrong, tonight tries to move his little head, trying to recall the memories that sleep in the distant past. But when she was busy sleeping lazily, where did she listen to a good class?

Just as he was in a hurry to start pulling the fluff on his tail tonight, a shocking dragon roar sounded, and countless green brilliance erupted from under the sea rocks. The ancient sea rocks have been reduced to dust under the majestic green light, and tonight on them will not be spared. Fortunately, although he was injured tonight, his magic was still there, and he barely protected his body, but he fell to the ground with his buttocks, and finally crawled out of a pile of rubbles by rubbing his little buttocks.

"Pain"

When I looked up at the green light again tonight, I saw that the green light had flown into the air and gathered into a green figure. The green wings, the green scales, the green tail, and the golden vertical pupils all indicate her identity.

"Is the dragon clan an ancient dragon? No way? Knowing that something was wrong, a spirit of excitement tonight hurriedly took out his huge hammer from the void and watched the dragon clan in front of him. To be able to seal such a powerful being, apart from the four creation gods, I can't think of anyone else tonight who can do it. From the point of view of magic power, the other party is weaker than himself, but the other party seems to have just escaped from the seal, and it is not easy to define the specific strength. I don't know why the four didn't kill her, but if I don't take advantage of the fact that I seal her again

I'm sure I'll be roasted and eaten by the Demon King. In order to avoid that tragic future, despite the fear in my heart, I still plan to fight tonight.

"Xin Roar!" (To be continued......)

ps: That's right, it's a full 86w word, the plot has really begun, please call me water in the future