Xiao Renwu felt as if he had just completed an ice bucket challenge. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He felt a chill all over his body.

Murderous, as if the essence of murderous!

Xiao Renwu looked at the real Voldemort cautiously, and cheered up his spirit.

If the real Voldemort before was just a powerful enemy, then now in Xiao Renwu's feelings, he is definitely a huge iceberg that reveals his true face underwater.

Just looking at it, I have a feeling of being out of breath, as if I am being pressed against my back by a big mountain, and I can't move.

Xiao Renwu was clear, but he was also shocked, the real Voldemort hadn't even shot with all his strength before?!

smiled bitterly in his heart, but Xiao Renwu was not discouraged.

No matter how strong it is?

If you can't kill yourself anyway, you may be killed by yourself!

Without giving the real Voldemort a chance to gain momentum, Xiao Renwu raised his hand to be a blade of white flames, and regardless of whether it worked or not, he activated the third skill of the Black Dragon Scepter - Dragon Magic!

In the golden eyes of the Aotian Dragon, a bright light suddenly lit up.

He's using his dragon-like abilities to probe the true Voldemort's weaknesses.

But after a few moments, Aotenlong gave up.

Because the human beings on the other side are terrifyingly strong!

Aotian Dragon even felt that before he died, he didn't have as much energy as the little human in front of him!

How is this possible?

Aotianlong felt incredible for the first time.

The body of the dragon clan is recognized as the first, and it is a top-notch existence in terms of strength and energy absorption, but the human body is weak, how can it have such a huge amount of energy?

Is it all mental power?

Aotianlong felt even more impossible.

The spiritual power of a mere human being is even stronger than that of a dragon who has lived for 10,000 years?

Even if he has died, there is only one dragon soul left, and the soul origin has dissipated a lot, and the spiritual power is definitely not comparable to a human being!

But Ao Tianlong suddenly remembered Xiao Renwu.

"Human beings are really not an existence that can be measured by common sense!" Aurora put away all his doubts and decided to activate the strongest dragon magic available to him at this stage.

Although this will consume a lot of soul power, but if you don't do it, who knows how the human master will punish it?

Aotianlong couldn't help but shudder.

He was so frightened by the punishment that he didn't want to experience it again. Anyway, whether it's punishment or using magic yourself, the consumption of soul power is almost the same, so why not choose a more comfortable way?

Ao Tianlong thought very thoroughly, of course, he didn't dare to play tricks. Watching the real Voldemort approach little by little, he began to chant.

The dragon whispered suddenly.

The mysterious, obscure, and majestic sound sounded like a bell, and each syllable exuded an eternal and huge atmosphere, as if facing the heavens and the earth, making people feel their own insignificance.

The Rose Queen and Lu Xiaobu in the battle couldn't help but look over, and saw that there was a breathless sense of oppression coming from the huge dragon body of the Aotian Dragon.

"Lao Tzu must get this dragon soul in his hands!" Lu Xiaobu roared as he intensified his attack, trying to deal with the two clones in front of him as soon as possible.

The Rose Queen looked at the Aotian Dragon, feeling his real coercion, and her heart relaxed.

"It's worthy of the man that this girl has a crush on, and it's really not covered!" With a smile on her face, the Queen of Roses turned her attention back to herself, thinking about how to finish off these two slippery guys.

The dragon language was still being recited from the mouth of the Aotian Dragon, and the powerful energy fluctuations gradually increased, and a depressing atmosphere descended on the audience.

In the sky, the clouds caused by Yurrell's death had long since dissipated, but at this moment, they had gathered again.

A large area of dark clouds overheaded, and the light suddenly dimmed.

The real Voldemort turned a blind eye to this, and still walked towards Xiao Renwu unhurriedly, but the killing intent emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, and the momentum became more and more huge.

Xiao Renwu even had the illusion that Aotianlong's next blow was not really Voldemort at all.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Xiao Renwu removed this illusion from his mind.

It's a shame to be cowardly before you fight!

The wind rises from the ground.

Faster and faster.

The whistling sounded, getting louder and louder.

Xiao Renwu suddenly felt a chill on his face.

It's rain.

Before Xiao Renwu could flash the second thought, the heavy rain poured down, and it was blown up by the strong wind, and it hurt faintly when it hit the person.

Click!

Lightning.

A blinding light suddenly lit up between heaven and earth, followed by a deafening roar.

It was a blazing pillar of thunder!

That thunder pillar is impressively the thickness of a person!

Xiao Renwu watched as the pillar of thunder fell two meters from the side of the real Voldemort, and a half-human-high piece of dirt suddenly exploded on the ground, scattering it on the ground one after another.

Xiao Renwu felt a little unbalanced in his heart. He felt that the thunder and lightning emitted by his Thor Warhammer were not as powerful as one percent of this heavenly thunder at all.

Even with the blessing of the Lambda drive, the power increase is only about ten times, which is still only one-tenth of the power of this heavenly thunder.

"When will the power of Ping A reach this?" Xiao Renwu couldn't help it, but looking at the real Voldemort who was getting closer and closer, Xiao Renwu couldn't continue.

Another bolt of lightning fell.

This time it was thicker, twice as much as before, and the power was even higher, blasting a large crater into the ground, and the earth and rocks were rolled and splashed up to two meters high.

Xiao Renwu's face was solemn.

Why can't you hit?

He really wanted to ask Aotianlong if he had released the water, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible, Aotianlong was not so bold, and it was impossible to be so stupid, so it was because ...... Can't hit?

Or is this dragon magic like that? It's just foreplay now, and it will be the high/tide of all thunder in a while?

Xiao Renwu was faintly looking forward to it, and at the same time secretly preparing to make a move.

In his heart, a trace of war intent was emerging outward, and it would soon be able to converge into a small stream, flowing up.

As long as the stream doesn't stop, then no one can kill him!

This is Xiao Renwu's biggest reliance.

"Closer, closer!" Xiao Renwu kept muttering in his heart, the hand holding the holy blade clenched and then put it down, and the muscles on his body trembled slightly.

He's waiting for an opportunity.

A close enough distance, a chance that would never allow the real Voldemort to react and defend.

Originally, Xiao Renwu didn't think that there would be such an opportunity in the battle, but the facts were in front of him, and the real Voldemort was walking towards him step by step, as if he was ready to walk in front of him.

And Xiao Renwu also needed him to get closer.

The lightning continued, thicker and thicker, more and more frequent, and the thickest one could even hold several fatters, but none of them hit the real Voldemort.

On the dragon face of the Aotian Dragon, if it weren't for the soul state, I'm afraid it would already be covered with waterfall sweat.

In fact, he was ready to split Voldemort with the first thunder, but for some reason, there was a deviation in the landing point, and Aotianlong didn't care too much, anyway, the power of the first thunder was like that, and the power in the future will be more and more powerful. But the second thunder did not hit, and Aotianlong was not happy, but continued to control the thunder and lightning. The third way, the fourth way, the more tired the thunder and lightning struck, Ao Tianlong finally felt that there was a problem here, but he couldn't stop.

Do you want to tell the ruthless master that he can't get it?

Aotianlong had to grit his teeth and continue, while the real Voldemort got closer and closer, and soon walked ten meters in front of Xiao Renwu. The corners of his mouth curled up into a wicked smile.

Xiao Renwu's eyes also lit up.

Ten meters!

Xiao Renwu estimated that if he rushed up at full speed, would the real Voldemort be able to react?

With his own speed and a distance of ten meters, I am afraid that he will not even be able to use half a second, so who can see his figure clearly, who can dodge it?

The corners of Xiao Renwu's mouth also curled......