Think about how shocking the cage that can trap a thousand dragons is! After all, that's all I have to say.

The Demon Rider struggled to close her hands, the blood prison she forged with the blood of her palms was naturally using her hands as a medium, and the blessing of the Heaven and Earth Realm of Demon Electricity had reduced a lot of pressure, but the pressure was still very great.

"Roar!" Long Jiao'er roared angrily, her huge body continued to struggle and hit the blood prison, and the magic knight was trembling in order to trap Long Jiao'er, her hands were trembling, she had obviously tried her best, but she couldn't let go.

Because this is a condition promised to him, even if he fights for this life to complete it, he will not give up.

Now the magic rider has no strength to even stand, kneeling on the ground, and his hands just don't let go.

In the Blood Prison and Heaven and Earth Realm, the bonus of the Dragon Mystery Realm to the Dragon Clan was completely canceled, and even weakened Long Jiao'er by a few points.

Seeing the magic horse kneeling on the ground, Long Jiao'er became more and more excited and more intense!

The blood prison gradually began to dim, and the demon rider was still struggling to support, but despite this, there was nothing the magic lightning could do with Long Jiao'er, even if the dragon god body protection was cultivated to the golden light, it was impossible to have such a high defensive power.

Magic lightning suspects, this Long Jiao'er's body, there are treasures.

About the treasure of defense!

"You can only trap me for a while, with my defensive power, your demon king will not be able to defeat me, this is the space created by the ancient dragon god, I am invincible!" Long Jiao'er snorted coldly, she had completely stopped paying attention to magic electricity and magic riding.

On the horizon, there was a long flute sound, beautiful, intriguing, and unforgettable, not to say that all the people present were strong, but his flute sound held everyone's hearts, what kind of flute skills and level are needed.

Demongen and Demonrider looked behind them with expressions of disbelief, and at some point, an extra person appeared behind them.

His dress was so simple that as for his face, it was obscured by a hat and his sword scabbard hung from his arm, which was his distinctive hallmark.

The clothes on the chest have the mark of a large poisonous scorpion.

The most important thing is that his figure is like a dream, this is not his essence!

This is just a fake body, but he can produce this kind of flute technique, if it is his body, what level of strength will it reach.

In Long Jiao'er's eyes, there was more and more fear!

"Long Jiao'er, it's time for you to wake up." He said mysteriously, his palm grabbed in the air, and all those negative emotions and bad thoughts were pulled out, and in his hand they gathered into a viscous black magic ball.

"Ahh Long Jiao'er roared in pain, as if she had been evacuated, and the body of the dragon changed back into a human form and passed out.

"The obsession is gone, and my mission is here." He smiled mysteriously, and his figure spread out in the wind, disappearing into the dragon mystery.

The magic rider can finally let go of his hands, and he falls to the ground tiredly, sleepy, and the magic rider who will sleep after every battle, the magic horse smiled bitterly, in addition to the dragon clan and human beings here, the threat of the dragon clan has been removed, but the threat of the Iron Hand Count has not been removed.

If the demon rider was sent back to the ancient castle, it would be too dangerous, so he had to stay by the side and wait for Wei Shenmo to come out.

Whoosh....

Two figures appeared in front of Long Jiao'er, naturally they were the two protectors of ice and fire, although they were seriously injured, it didn't mean that they didn't have the ability to fight.

Demonic smiled faintly with a little apology: "I'm sorry, I was heavy that day." ”

(Make up the word count in the evening)