"It should be said that another sect was established under the Xuanluo Sect itself. The voice of the elder of the river sounded indifferently: "The Xuanluo Sect is actually just a skin they draw, using the so-called kindness to attract people from all over the world, so as to achieve a certain purpose...... When the Xuanluo Sect was established, did he establish the Demon Pavilion? Did he put forward the 'Ten Commandments'? I don't know any of this...... I don't know, why do you care so much? It doesn't matter who founded this sect or whether it was founded by someone or not, it doesn't matter, it doesn't stop me from waiting to go in and seize the footsteps, right?"

"But if we don't know what sect established this secret realm, how can we predict what defense methods they will arrange?

"What should I do?" Old He sneered at Xu Mengli, "Now that I know that they are the subordinates of the 'Yin Spirit Emperor', can you tell the old man that you predicted their arrangement?"

After He Lao finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized. "Also, even if we know which sect and what kind of people established this secret realm under the sea, the methods of the warrior powerhouses before the first Dao Demon War a thousand years ago, how many of us latecomers have seen? In addition to blindfolding, we have a second way to choose?" Feng Lieshan said a word to break through everyone's thoughts. Only then did everyone reorganize their military posture and prepare to enter the "prawn" to find out.

Of course, at this time, several disciples of the Demon Pavilion's crooked brains also started to use the method of rock climbing to climb the cliff directly, and get into the big hole in the cliff, so as to avoid some kind of level that must appear in the body of the giant creature, but the cliff is as smooth as a mirror, and there is nowhere to stay, and under the cliff is a long river, and there will not even be a place to build a ladder. Several Demon Wei Pavilion disciples discussed for a long time and didn't come up with how to go up, the only way was to dig holes in the cliff and insert wooden sticks to make a temporary plank road, but the time and energy spent in that way was only much more than walking the path given by the main soul, so they had to give up - they, who were only formal disciples, didn't dare to ask Yinchen for help.

......

Silver Dust followed the large army, from the rotten hole wriggling with white soft flesh and transparent blood, the moment he entered the interior of the island, and before he even had time to adjust to the sudden dimming light, he felt that his body was light, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a light feather, floating in the void and chaos for a short time, and then fell lightly. When the silver-colored boots stepped on the moon-white sand, the dark fog that blocked the field of vision suddenly dispersed.

It is as if the curtain of war is slowly opening, and the field of vision slowly expands from a white vertical line in the darkness to a wide slit, then into a vertical area, and finally the whole picture.

At the foot is a jade-white sandy beach, in front of which is a land of low mangrove forests, farther away than the mangroves are verdant forests, and farther away are emerald green ridges that are taller than the forest trees. And the sound of the sea's breathing came from behind him.

Very typical coastal scenery, but the moment Silver Dust's vision fully expanded, he was attracted by the scene on the beach, and he didn't even have the time to turn his head to look at the sea behind him, let alone think about how the teleportation array teleported them out of the secret realm.

In the depression between the mangrove forest and the sandy beach, a row of scale-clad bunkers slowly turned towards the silver dust. At the front end of the golden scale armor, each has a pair of small blood-red triangular eyes, as if the small head made of gold, the mouth is open, and the plasma-red tongue wanders between the diamond-colored sharp teeth, like the battle flag of the barbarian tribe provoking civilization.

Earthwalking Dragon.

When he saw those golden-armored peaks, Silver Dust's eyes couldn't hold anything else. In addition to the extreme concern for the safety of his friends, there is also a deep greed for the Western dragon in the blood of the magician. The Eastern Dragons of Evil Luo Hai City are so powerful that the planet and space itself have no way to take them, and the magicians will not convulsive enough to provoke them, but the dragons of the West, those winged and pot-bellied fellows with four thick legs, are the most beloved prey of the mages. Dragons love glittering gold coins, and in the eyes of the mages, they are glittering mountains of gold.

Silver Dust, driven by righteousness and greed, reached the front of the team in an instant, spewing a large amount of golden soul mist up and down his body, as well as an absolute bravery that should not belong to a mage. In the depths of the silver-colored pupils, there were projections of countless gold coins flickering, and in the golden soul mist, those places that could have condensed thunder and lightning actually precipitated the signs of a grain of dollars.

Behind him, the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion, who were the first heavy cannon fodder, were forming the "Ten Thousand Heavens Binding Ghost Sword Soldier Great Array" under the leadership of Liang Yunfeng, and they all faced the angry glares of no less than twenty golden-armored tyrannosaurs with pale faces. On the side of the Demon Wei Pavilion's military strength, the disciples of the Interpretation Sect tried their best to hold musical instruments in their hands, and the power of wind and thunder was already hovering over their delicate bodies, obviously ready to use the Gangfeng sonic boom to interfere with the containment, behind the Demon Pavilion, there were the disciples of the Golden Sword Gate and the Iron Sword Sect as the general reserve, and the Demon Pavilion, the upper echelons of the Interpretation Sect, together with everyone else, gathered around the three young sons and daughters in case of accidents.

I'm afraid no one thinks that there will be no more wild beasts on this coast to attack them.

It stands to reason that the army has been unfolded, the front has been established, and the people who are waiting for the battle should have a desperate fight with these fierce earth dragons, either win with difficulty, or the whole army will be annihilated.

Earth-walking dragons, monsters of several levels far more powerful than dragon-headed scorpion-tailed beasts, are one of the kings standing at the pinnacle of the food chain of the Wind Source Continent, their teeth can break through any divine weapon below the quality of treasures, but their golden scale armor is an absolute defense that even treasure-level divine soldiers cannot penetrate, and their charge can break through any barrier, whether it is the Hengduan Mountain Range or the Yandang Mountain Range, not to mention the Pershing City Wall that is only a thousand years old. What's more, their large mouths are not only capable of spitting out a file-like sharp and flexible tongue, but also spewing out a line of flame up to fifty meters long.

That flame, the peak of the Gang Feng could not resist.

Like all monster races standing at the top of this world, a single earth-walking dragon needs more than five people to be restrained by each other, and it needs the power of returning to the void realm to hunt and kill, all military forces, holy weapons, ballistas, and even fire thunder, red-clothed cannons and other so-called "foreign objects" have no way to deal with this kind of monster favored by heaven and earth, and there is no military force in this world that can block the brute force impact of the dragon race, and it is impossible to have a weapon that can break through their defenses.

Silver Dust knew that when encountering this kind of monster with a protective layer of liquid vitality under its skin, the armor-piercing bullet could only injure it, and if it wanted to kill it, it would either rely on magic or use a nuclear bomb.

This is not the Earth.

Silver Dust came out of the hyperspace portal, and was already more than thirty meters away from the Demon Mighty Pavilion disciple at the front, and fifty-five meters away from the nearest Earth Walking Dragon. He cautiously took two steps forward, only to see the dragon's triangular eyes widen, and he snorted menacingly before closing it again. He sneered in his heart, knowing that this beast was too far away to erupt in flames, so he could only threaten it. The earthly dragon is good at everything, but the speed is too slow, the huge body size of twelve meters long, six meters wide and six meters high, with the thick and thin thighs of the upper columns, looks very powerful, but the round body, the "spikes" on the back at first glance, no matter how you look at it, it does not meet the aerodynamic design standards, and the excessive bloated belly and big buttocks enhance their strength and prestige at the same time, but also greatly hinder their speed.

As a result, in the face of small animals, the Earthwalker rarely uses its energy-consuming charging instinct until it provokes them. They either breathe fire, stomp on the ground and cause small earthquakes, or ignore them, and will never "drop the price" for a bite of food, after all, they prefer to eat stationary plants rather than animals running around.

However, at this time, there was no room for maneuver between them and the warriors of the Three Kings except for life and death, because just behind the formation of this group of Earth Walking Dragons, in the center of a lair full of dragon eggs, the light of the teleportation array rose.

It's a dead end.

It's also a deathmatch.

......

The magician cautiously stopped at an average of fifty-nine meters and a minimum of fifty-one meters from the dragons, never wanting to get any closer to them. The so-called "bravery" that just broke out seems to have been exhausted, but the deeper and darker bravery is only awakening in the depths of the bone marrow at this moment.

He was not a warrior after all, he didn't have the courage to rush to the Earth Walking Dragon, and in the eyes of the disciples of the Demon Wing Pavilion behind him, the bravery of his previous charge turned into greed, and then the cautious and cautious pace of approaching turned into cowardice. There were bursts of low laughter behind him, with Liang Yunfeng's voice being the clearest. However, the courage of the mage is not brave, but strong.

A large amount of golden soul mist erupted from the space around him, spinning into a gang wind that mages could directly use, this gang wind was far from reaching the level of the Liulan mystery, only the power of the wind pressure level, but these three elements of light, ice water, and wind were in line with the magic mist, and the real use was "clouds" rather than "wind".

This kind of golden soul mist is based on the palm wind of silver dust.

The action of the Demon Crying Slash Fist was made by him like flowing water, the golden soul mist erupted on both hands, and the silver dust waved out a palm, the movement was elegant and natural, a model of a grandmaster, the golden soul mist around him swirled into a storm of lightning and thunder, quickly condensed into an air mass and inhaled into the palm of his hand, and then millions of colorful lightsabers burst out from the palm of the silver palm, like a cluster of missiles directly towards the nearest Earth Walking Dragon.

At the same time, on the other free hand, an ice-white light shone on the claw.

The earthly dragon roared, its roar inaudible for the first second, only a circle of dark white distorted air could be seen firing out of its gaping mouth, and hundreds of transparent air cannons of all sizes were dissolved like shotguns, towards the mage's hood. The Rainbow Lightsaber shot into the air cannons, distorting and scattering slightly, turning into more dense but less powerful beam swords that stabbed at the Earthwalker's head and face, causing only a clanging sound from its scales, causing it to do no real damage. And the bunch of grape-shaped sonic attacks reached the mage in the blink of an eye, and it was about to explode on the spell.

The golden soul mist was hit by this string of scattered air cannons, and immediately dispersed many large and small breaches, and was almost torn into a strip of cloud in an instant, mage Silver Dust saw this, in addition to the "sonic attack" that was farther than the fire-breathing dragon let out an almost instinctive exclamation, and also withdrew the palm that had been pushed out, and in an instant, a small silent pistol was condensed in the palm of the palm, and it was a shot in the air.

The space around the mage suddenly glanced, and then a dazzling dark red light came out of the spear, gently carrying on top of an air bubble at the front, the bubble had no intention of shattering at all, and the dark red light itself dispersed first.

The black shadow enveloped a large space in front of the mage, condensing into a cube with a side of one meter, and from the cube came a continuous explosion and the sound of swords cutting at each other, before it dissolved into a black mist and dispersed.

Light Magic, Golden Soul Mist, Black Iron Rakshasa Soul Flying Sword.

Dark Magic, Dark Arcane, Broken Moon, Black Coffin.

While firing two spells in a row, the mage accurately calculated the distance to all the dragons. At this time, with the roar of the leading dragon, more than twenty earth-walking dragons got up one after another, and walked towards the silver dust with heavy steps, they had not yet accelerated, their huge bodies and slow nerve reactions made their speed very slow, and it looked as if more than twenty golden mountains of flesh were slowly crushed.

Silver Dust's hands were already ice blue at this time, and the violent storm and snow were wrapped around his fingers, bringing an awe-inspiring winter aura to the entire coast. Based on the move of the Demon Crying Slash Fist, Silver Dust quickly swung out twelve claws, and his movements seemed to Liang Yunfeng behind him to be like a poisonous hand skill in the Poison Dragon Sect.

When the storm arose, many tiny ice crystals suddenly precipitated out of the air, and many girls from the Interpretation Sect exclaimed, "It's snowing", but the true magic of silver dust is by no means a simple extermination winter.

The blue light suddenly lit up at this time, not on the claws, not on the side of Silver Dust, but at the feet of each of the Earth Dragons.

The soles of the earth's feet are thick and thick, and underneath them are barely impenetrable plate armor. The tolerance is converted to an understandable standard of silver dust, that is, depleted uranium armor-piercing shells can only scratch a little skin. If this kind of defense can be directly pierced by the ice sword, ice spear or ice spike sent by Silver Dust, then it is hell. [.]