The level of magic in the Western Continent is only equivalent to a low-end county of the Kingdom of St. Kio. [No pop-up novel network] [No pop-up novel reading!] Don't say it's 9

Level scrolls, level 6 scrolls are already legendary spells.

The Scales Dragon is not good at judging spells, but it is quite familiar with the aura of aging scrolls. It was only because of the Western Continent that he thought that Chen Yi was holding an aging scroll below level 9 in his hand, maybe it was level 3 or level 4, and its laughter seemed to be the final conclusion.

Chen Yi's heart moved, and the unfolded scroll was not released immediately, but stabilized his body, and said, "You actually know that the aging scroll is also tǐng smart. "The aging scroll may be useful, but yours is useless." The thin scale dragon didn't bother to say more, as soon as the seven or eight kilometer-long body rolled up, and then bounced away violently, a magic knight was hit and lost his combat effectiveness.

So far, 5 Divine Knights have been injured.

Chen Yi quietly approached the dragon.

The other party can tell the name of the aging scroll, and if the level 12 aging scroll is put on, they are afraid that they will run away as soon as possible. In that case, there is no point in anything other than stirring up trouble and wasting scrolls.

He had to make sure he could keep at least one dragon behind.

Of course, this is also extremely dangerous.

A breath passed by... Chen Yi twisted his body, his divine power wrapped in the scroll, and his expression did not change at all.

Naturally, there are knights of magic who are dedicated to defense in the way.

If it is a temple war, the battle of a hundred people of the magic knights can already be called a decisive battle, and the death of most of the magic knights often occurs in this situation.

Every Fighting Knight, if they want to be promoted to the rank of Magic Knight, team-scale battles are a must-learn for them, and now they just change the target to two dragons. To some extent, animals with large numbers and small numbers seem to be better defended.

Losses are inevitable, though.

A famous magic knight fell, and the two dragons were completely excited, and the magic knights were also red-eyed.

The gentlemen who didn't dare to go up before now pounced on the dragon's breath, and the number of three and two people fighting together has also increased, although it can cause greater damage to the dragon, but the combined team of three or two people is also more likely to be attacked.

Of course, on the whole, the proportion of losses in cooperative operations is the lowest.

"Four Wizard Knights are dead!" Chen Yi silently calculated, this intensity has exceeded the ordinary strategic level of the big war. It is rare for a Grand Sir or Grand Duke to dare to lose a Knight of Inscribed Magic to achieve a strategic goal.

Chen Yi is still waiting.

If the dragon hadn't named the Aging Scroll, he would have used it first.

And the dragon spoke.

This proves that these dragons are indeed very related to the so-called evil dragons of the Kingdom of San Chio, and that is also very related to the magic channel.

There is no doubt that the channel is the biggest strategic goal.

"Have you done your best?" The silver forest crown suddenly appeared beside the thin scale dragon and roared out with a divine technique.

The fine scale dragon didn't check, and immediately hit the trick, and replied, "Yes." ”

There was no way to lie, Chen Yi didn't hesitate any longer, cut in fit, followed the dragon's most bulky body, and flew all the way down to the abdomen.

The thick-scaled dragon was still there laughing, and said, "Now you understand what Kasa said, many of these little animals know the third-level divine arts." ”

"So what?"

The moment the Thin Scale Dragon twisted its body, Chen Yi released the level 12 aging scroll.

The release time of three seconds is neither long nor short, just enough to make people on the verge of collapse.

Two more scheming knights fell.

The scaly dragon roared and leaned over to flick its tail.

It had already done a similar move before, and the unlucky knight who had been hit was killed on the spot, and there was no chance of recovery.

This time, the fallen magic knight tried his best to move, and even dodged hundreds of meters away before the tail scales swept over.

The dragon let out a dull "oh" sound, as if surprised at its mistake.

The scroll is close to the body, and the silence is like rain.

Chen Yi was silent and unfolded another scroll.

In an instant, the Scales Dragon's movements slowed down.

When Chen Yi was panting and about to release the third scroll, the giant dragon Kasa came to his senses, and after blowing Chen Yi away with an unprecedentedly powerful breath, he roared, "This is not a mouth-level scroll!" "Of course it's not a mouth-level scroll." Chen Yi pursed his lips disdainfully, shook his shoulders, and flew towards the Scale-Thin Dragon in a fluctuating manner.

The latter's speed was greatly reduced, and it was already in the fire of the magic knights.

The spear transformed from heavy metal flew in the air, and the blue dragon blood that rushed out retreated to the earth, and the seven or eight kilometers long dragon body was full of wounds with visible muscles.

The magic knights at this time are like planes wreaking havoc around aircraft carriers.

They do everything they can to deal damage in the hope of exploding the damn dragon.

Slay the dragon!

This is no longer a simple battle, but a rebellion against the dragon.

The temples occupy the most extensive resources on the Western Continent, and the wars they start often consume decades of human accumulation.

Now, however, is the weakest time for the power represented by the temple and the dragon.

Casa let out a shocking roar.

The echo of the mountains alone can cause a burning and dilapidated house to collapse.

It swooped left and right, and in just a few tens of seconds, it flew more than a dozen magic knights.

That's the limit.

Chen Yi tore open the third aging scroll and moved to the belly of the Fine-Scale Dragon.

The dragon Kasa roared, and in an instant, he swapped positions with the scaly dragon.

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, and pasted the aging scroll on Kasa's body.

An aging scroll only slowed its movements, and the dragon Kasa did his best to take the opportunity to kill Chen Yi, while the thin scale dragon took the opportunity to escape.

"Missiles." Chen Yi only had time to use the walkie-talkie once, and the gadget on his wrist was crushed by the surging force.

"Origin energy?" Chen Yi was quite familiar with the aura on the dragon's body.

Flames erupted from Casa's nostrils, and his teeth and claws struck at Chen Yi.

Syllable!

Another aging scroll stretches open.

At the same time, Yinsen Pi flew in front of Chen Yi, blocked a claw blow for Hua, and rolled towards the Black Harbor in vomit, seemingly losing his combat strength.

At this time, only half of the Divine Knights were still able to fight, and both dragons had been hit by two aging scrolls. Chen Yi unfolded another aging scroll.

Casa looked at him in disbelief and let out a low roar, "Don't you know the value of the aging scroll?" Chen Yi didn't say a word and raised his middle finger.

Below, six missiles flew into the sky impatiently.

In the flames, they have an acceleration distance of only a few kilometers, and then immediately dedicate the turbine engines and enter the supersonic sprint.

If the dragon can completely dodge the Mach 1.5 surface-to-ship missiles in normal times, it can be replaced with 2 aging scrolls and dozens of magic knights, and the Casa dragon who desperately dodges is still hit by a full 4 missiles.

The modified armor-piercing warhead, with the piercing of iridium alloy, was inserted into three or four meters at the shortest, and the missile in the abdomen was nearly 10 meters deep.

In less than a second, the delayed 4 missiles exploded in the dragon's body, and the orange flames, accompanied by the flesh and blood of the blue sè, stained the battlefield extremely bloody.

"Human!" Kasa's eyes turned blue, and he was seriously injured, and he ignored the attacks of the other magic knights, and slammed his head into Chen Yi who was nearby, and his snow-white sharp teeth sharpened his knife like a guillotine.

Chen Yi took two steps back unhurriedly, took out today's fifth aging scroll, and just happened to count the seconds and stick it on the fast-moving giant dragon head.

"You're not from the Western Continent." The dragon Kasa finally came to his senses.

Another set of 12 missiles were all hit!

The blue bombing point looks like a bombed city.

The 8-kilometer-long dragon's body shuddered for a moment, and after a short pause, it fell heavily to the ground.

"Kassa!" The scaly dragon's voice grew sharper.

"Destroy my corpse and go!" Casa barely opened his eyes and moved his body to the side of the sea as far as he could.

Chen Yi's heart moved, and while holding the aging scroll in his hand, he shouted to the Thin Scale Dragon, "If you surrender, I can spare its life." ”

With such a battered dragon, there is no hope of surviving as long as it attacks. On the contrary, if you stop attacking, it will not be difficult to survive when the time of the aging scroll has passed.

The Scales Dragon hesitated during the feast.

Chen Heng ordered to replenish the missiles as quickly as possible, which took 5 minutes. They only had a dragon in their battle plan.

However, judging from the performance of the Divine Knights, with the help of the aging scrolls, it is still possible to destroy the Scales Dragon, but the loss is a little greater.

The dragon Kasa was filled with rage and yelled one last time: "Kuhi! Walk. ”

The scaly dragon paused, turned its head and opened its mouth, brewing dragon breath, actually preparing to breathe fire on the dragon Kassa.

"Isamu Ginmori." Chen Yi also shouted.

Yin Sen Yong always stayed by his side, grabbed Chen Yi's arm, and used the magic "phase gate".

The two light gates were linked, and the distance of 10 kilometers was like a stone's throw away, Chen Yi closed his eyes and pasted an aging scroll on the body of the fine scale dragon.

Its hesitation just now almost cost its own life.

The knights swooped down like locusts.

"I surrender!" Kuhi the Scales decided quickly enough this time.

Despite this, more than a dozen wounds had been broken around it, and blood was left like a fountain.

The once powerful and incomparable dragon was only several times stronger than the magic knights in front of the level 12 aging scrolls that the red-robed mages exchanged for their spell ranks.

"Give me the proof." When Chen Yi spoke, the attack still did not stop.

He had at least 20 minutes to judge the surrender, which was more than enough.

The Scales Dragon also knew his own situation, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can swear." "Then I might as well beat you to a serious injury." Even if he regretted it, the Scales Dragon couldn't escape.

Seeing this, the dying dragon Kasa raised his head and said weakly, "Release the Origin Energy, Kushi." Human, you're going to pay the price.

"Tell me where you came from." Chen Yi paused for a moment, and then said: "Yinsen Guan still has a chance to connect with the gods, if you tell a lie, no matter which one of them, I will kill one or two of you, let's start." ”！。