Pooh VIII admired such hard bones, and at the same time hated them very much.

If such people could be loyal to the royal family, Pooh VIII was happy to accept it, and he didn't even mind giving them a higher glory. It's just that, in fact, their group of people has never looked down on the secular imperial power.

In their eyes, the emperor is just a marionette, even a guy who has just entered the threshold of magic can point at the emperor's nose and scold, and the emperor can't do anything to him, he can only let the magicians take him away, and let him continue to wander after a little punishment.

In the past, he endured for the sake of the great righteousness of mankind, but now, human beings are about to become the masters of the world, and Pooh VIII feels that he should live for himself.

"Give the mage a decent look." Vinnie VIII was somewhat distracted.

The battle outside became more and more intense, the entire palace was shaking, and the large array supporting the palace was also flickering and dark.

The light inside the Sanctuary Demon Crystal, which was the core of the Great Array, was rapidly dimming.

The power of this magic crystal has been consumed twice, and more than half of the power contained in it has been used, and now it has maintained the operation of the large array for so long, blocking the aftermath of power again and again, at this time, it is also about to exhaust the last power and step into the footsteps of other legendary magic crystals.

Song Zhe reined in the exercises, his injuries were eighty percent better, although he had not healed, but he had no influence on the exertion of energy.

Bai Long looked at Song Zhe worriedly, for fear that something would happen to this powerful person in the clan.

Song Zhe stretched out his hand, and the pale golden blood stains surrounding his body quickly detached, and then converged in front of him. As soon as the colorless Fallen Heart Flame came out, it evaporated the useless impurities and purified them into three drops of golden dragon blood. Long Wei escaped from above, and the white dragon's body fluttered and fell to the ground.

"I've sent you, work hard." Song Zhe sent three drops of dragon blood to the white dragon's mouth.

The white dragon was ecstatic in his heart, opened his mouth, and quickly swallowed three drops of dragon blood.

The dragon's blood melted in her mouth, and then quickly poured into the white dragon's blood, mixing with the dragon's blood flowing through her body.

The two different dragon bloods were put together, which immediately caused a strong backlash.

The white dragon's eyes widened, and then let out a terrible roar.

The two bloodlines used her body as a battlefield to start a life-and-death struggle.

Intense, indescribable pain swept over him, and the white dragon felt like he couldn't help it. I've never heard of such a thing happening with the blood devouring the blood of an ancient dragon before, normally speaking, it should be in a long sleep, and when I wake up, I will be promoted as a matter of course. Why is it different when it comes to her?

The white dragon could feel the powerful pressure emanating from those three drops of dragon blood, which was far more noble than hers.

Could it be because the blood veins in his body are too thin, and those three drops of dragon blood can't be looked down upon?

Song Zhe stretched out his hand and pressed it on the white dragon, sensed it, and came to a conclusion.

Purely talking about bloodlines, the bloodlines of the divine dragon are even more domineering, those three drops of blood will eventually have the upper hand, and the bloodline power in the white dragon's body will be suppressed, and finally the two bloodlines will merge together to form a new bloodline.

Whether this is good or bad for Bailong, Song Zhe can't say clearly.

At this point, there was no time to continue observing the White Dragon here, as the Sanctuary Demon Crystal had finally lost all its strength and turned into powder.

Lucia's face turned pale, how she hoped that Song Zhe could be on their side at this moment and stop the impending crisis of destruction.

……

The battle had been going on for a while, and the three Sanctuary mages had not been able to suppress Crerex, but the other two seriously injured mages were gradually overwhelmed due to their mental overdraft.

At this moment, the old man at the head spoke, "The power is dead. ”

"What? Who has the power to kill the might? ”

"Hey, Fick said it was an unknown dragon, and he was in the Holy City at this time. After investigation, it is said that the union he joined half a month ago is now taking refuge in the imperial city. ”

"That ......"

"Leave this big guy to him."

So, the three of them began to take Crerex in the direction of the Imperial City, destroying all the buildings in their path.

The defenders standing on the city wall looked at the huge figure that was approaching not far away, and fear enveloped the audience.

Many of the defenders trembled with fear, but not one of them flinched.

This is what the corpse mountain and the sea of blood have tempered, even if they are afraid to go crazy, they will still face it bravely.

Without the maintenance of the Great Array, the city was finally broken.

A huge gap seemed to have been gnawed hard, and the city wall was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper in the face of great power.

Song Zhe left the secret room and came to the city wall, looking at the huge figure, the aura around him was released, and Crerex's footsteps were paused.

He can not care about a legendary mage, and he can ignore two half-crippled mages, but when he adds a Sanctuary-level dragon, he will have to think about it.

Glancing at the three guys, Song Zhe sneered: "I don't think we have to fight to the death." As long as you don't destroy this imperial city, everything else is up to you, and I won't interfere. ”

The idea of killing people with knives by the three of them was about to fail, and Song Zhe had no intention of dedicating himself to world peace.

Now that you've torn your face with the Wizards' Guild, let's go a little bit more too far.

Song Zhe felt that it was a good choice to cultivate the empire and form a force to fight against the magician union. Then, the first thing is to keep the royal family. They are symbols of worldly power and cannot die easily.

The aura on Song Zhe's body became more and more dangerous, and Creex hesitated for a moment and walked decisively to the other side.

He is not a fool, after such a pause, after a little analysis, he roughly knows the cause and effect.

This feeling of being used by others is really uncomfortable, and after fighting for so long, they have not met a single High Elf, and even the breath of their sacred tree cannot be felt, Crerex has a bold guess that the High Elf has completely disappeared from this world.

Doesn't that mean that at this time, he can almost run rampant in the main world!

Thinking of this, his whole body trembled with excitement.

The Abyssal is harsh and lacks resources, making it far less attractive than the Overworld.

"Haha......" he laughed heartily, feeling that it was boring to continue fighting here. With the time and energy, it is better to enjoy the beauty of the main world.

Of course, for the sake of safety, he decided to investigate it first.

The three of them were helpless about Crex's transformation, but they had no good way.

They weren't in a gang, so it would be nice to find out that the deceived Abyss Lord didn't look for them to die.

(End of chapter)