With the sound of Blood Moon Venerable's almost whispering, the purple light suddenly shattered the darkness that had once enveloped it, and instantly turned into thousands of thin blades in Mister's Dragon Domain, sweeping towards the Nine Spirit Dragon King who had turned into a human form.

Mister didn't even act at this moment, he just closed his eyes, and in an instant, the golden lines on his nine dragon horns brightened, and a misty golden halo instantly filled his dragon domain. And in the next instant, thousands of blades were frozen in a golden halo.

It wasn't any martial art at all, and even that misty aura wasn't magical. It was the extreme realm of the Nine Spirits Royal Clan, and it belonged to the most mysterious illusion system in the magic realm, Dream Yuan.

As long as there is a strong enough spiritual power, one qiē in the dream space will be controlled by the master who manipulates the space. What he thinks in his heart can be turned into reality in his dreams. This is an extremely powerful domain technique that only the Nine Spirit Dragon Royal Clan can control.

In fact, in such a short period of time, the only thing Mister could think of was to be able to crack Lovian's Blood Moon Smashing skill. Although it was very rare for him to grasp this kind of power at a young age, it could only be after he turned into a human form and the spiritual space was compressed, and he barely had the ability to release the dream butterfly space. This kind of domain technique, which is so powerful that it is almost perverted, is essentially only a skill that belongs to a fifth-level powerhouse.

Mister instantly understood that at close range, he might not be a match for Lovian. After all, the Nine Spirit Dragon Clan is not good at close combat, and the powerful dragon magic and spiritual power are the advantages of the Nine Spirit Dragon. After thinking this clearly, Mister retreated. A pair of magenta dragon wings silently stretched out from behind him, and the crazy wind element temporarily resisted the momentum of Lovian's continued rush, and Mist took advantage of this moment to leap into the sky.

The mad wind elemental is powerful though. But it didn't have the sharpness and order of the dark elements in front of it. Between breaths, the shimmering green wind element was swallowed by the dark element, and in the center of the unfathomable dark element, a miserable green quietly appeared, and then his master showed his outline.

At this moment, Lovian, from Mister's point of view, can no longer see any shape. In the powerful spiritual power of his dragon clan, all he saw was a cloud of darkness that seemed to be able to absorb a qiē light. Behind the darkness. A bewitching purple crescent moon shimmered with an eerie light, and where the purple light shone, every qiē element was emptied. Only the pure dark and water elementals remain.

Then, the darkness bloomed into a pair of wings made of pure dark elements, and the dark meteor seemed to be dissatisfied with the bright magenta in the deep night sky, dragging the tail of the comet deeper than the night sky. The brilliance that soars into the sky.

In a state of soul death. Lovian felt the sense of power that his long-lost wings had brought to him again. Although he felt that his body functions were developing towards collapse under the energy output of overdraft, at this moment, he would not care about these things when he had already ignited all the fighting intent in his soul. In his mind, there was only one goal, defeating the enemy.

The light of the starlight obscured by the dark elements that filled the sky, but it was unusually not obscured by the moonlight in the sky. However, the moon, which was originally bright and flawless, faintly oozes a blood-red color through the dark element. Blood-red squirms in the silhouette of the moonlight. Gradually, this space becomes strange and blurry at this time, and the surreal colors seem to hide the murderous intent and hatred here in this long and brief moment.

In battles at this level. Attacks that are purely based on physical contact are no longer the norm in common sense combat. When it is difficult for a technique to produce enough effects in close range, it is most efficient to suppress the opponent by using the realm generated by the pure elemental output background, compared to other methods.

This is the classic domain technique of the demons, the dark space. It's just that in different demon races, the dark space used is different. However, the essence of the dark space is the same, that is, to suppress the opponent with absolute elements in this fixed area, limit the flow of the elements used by the opponent, and greatly strengthen the qiē skills that they have cast.

However, in this kind of competition of pure element mobilization, Luo Weian does not have an advantage. Therefore, he did not plan to cast the dark space for a long time, but only urged the dark space to the extreme for a while, giving himself the opportunity to enter the melee range around Mister.

The dragon wings behind Mister stretched back at the same time, and with a sharp dragon roar, golden-purple light paths emerged from the dragon wings behind him, as if the blood flowing in the veins on his dragon wings instantly turned into brilliant gold. The golden-purple streamer seemed to seep out of Mister's wings slowly, and the moment Lovian entered Mister with the Hell Wind Vane, the golden-purple light path formed a dense cage-like circle in front of him.

Luo Wei'an didn't say a word, and the dark purple essence shield on his left arm slammed upward, and the edge of the sharp essence shield slashed fiercely into the magic circle formed by his dragon blood essence in front of Mister. There was no surprise from the one demon and one dragon, the magic circle only trembled slightly under the slash of the essence shield, and did not suffer any damage.

But Lovian's plan was not to destroy Mister's defenses with a pure attack, all he needed now was to get himself out of Mister's attack range in time, at least out of the area where his maximum attack effect would occur.

At the same time, Mister's singing dragon chant reminded him that the distant tone was expressed by a voice that still seemed to be immature, and brought with it an endless sense of desolation and loneliness. Lowe was shocked with peace of mind, as if he didn't imagine that Mist would come to take revenge on him in person, and he didn't expect that Mist, who still hadn't broken through the bottleneck of level five, would be able to use such a powerful attack skill.

The dark spirit tentacles ripped at the dragon's blood circle on Lovian's side, but Mister's dark red eyes flashed with extreme emotion and remained firmly fixed on Lovian. Everywhere you look, everything is in a flash of desolation. He knew that Mister, who had not reached the fifth level of strength, would not be able to kill him with one blow, but if he was really hit by this divine skill that claimed to be close to God, then his fate would only be a few minutes over the former.

A flash of famine. One of the few eighth-level magics in the continent's magic system with all attribute elemental magic, Tong guò's powerful control over the target's natural elements. Let the erosion of objects by time thousands of years ago occur in the moment of magic.

Lovian was frenzied, and in the midst of defeat and death with his opponent, he would certainly choose the latter. And fate wasn't necessarily what he had estimated.

In Mister's equally shocked, even frightened and incomprehensible gaze, Lovian withdrew all the viscous dark essence around him into his body, and at this moment, the purple blood streak on his eyebrows instantly burst into an extremely dazzling light. The light was so bright that no one could even see the color of the light for a moment when it flickered.

The demonic blood at the center of Luo Wei'an's eyebrows spurted wildly, since Mistecen used his dragon blood essence to forcibly give himself the power to urge the flood for a moment. So what are you still stingy!

The dark purple blood turned into crystal powder in the air, and this pure gorgeous purple swirled around Lovian, forming a terrifying demon head in a moment.

Even in the past. Luo Wei'an didn't use his pure essence blood to urge Devil May Cry, not to mention that this would hurt him too much, and with his fifth-level high-level strength, no one was qualified to accept such an attack. But in the battle of the Dark Mage's Retreat. Lovian simply didn't have time to take this top-notch Devil May Cry out in stride.

And now. His enemies had finally given him such a chance. The preparation time for Devil May Cry was very short, and the flood was almost completed in an instant, so these two top demon and dragon attacks completely erupted at the same time!

The amethyst-colored demon head opened its blood-drenched mouth and let out a roar toward Mister that could not be received by eardrums. Before this miserable white spiritual bombardment and amethyst-colored spirit storm, the light of the dragon blood array, which was as fine and complex as a spider's web, dimmed, and in an instant, a torrent of indescribable vicissitudes of the four series of elements poured down from the dragon blood array burning with crazy light. The dragon blood array burned out in an instant, and the surging four-series elements suddenly emptied a qiē element in the hundred-meter space around Mister. Only the dark element and the light element, which are essential properties, remain. Behind Mister, white and black light twisted and twisted. In the collision with the four series of elements that come back, the aurora is like a gorgeous and dreamy color. And the purple moon light behind Luo Wei'an was shattered in an instant with Devil May Cry, and the essence essence like a broken mirror flew away like snowflakes behind Luo Wei'an, and sprinkled on the grassland below him one after another, silently corroding the grassland of several hundred meters below him, leaving only the scorched black soil layer.

Luo Wei'an's own spiritual power was completely consumed at this moment, but for the sake of his own survival and the dignity of the demon race, he forcibly endured the intense pain of mental overdraft and the stinging pain in his brain, and once again strengthened the output of the soul death, barely maintaining the wings composed of the dark elements behind him without collapsing.

Since the spiritual power is close to exhaustion, the dark essence surging in the body meridians has not yet been exhausted. In his blurred vision, Mister had clearly been caught in a momentary void of consciousness due to his Devil May Cry and the backlash of his own attacks. He knew that his situation would not be much better than his, and the powerful flood still penetrated Devil May Cry for a moment, partially touching his body. Just this small part of the meaningful attack also eroded the clothes and skin of the arms that blocked him in front of him in an instant. He even felt that his arm bones were exposed to the air due to the erosion of his muscles, and the deep pain nerves in his body were also corroded, so he didn't feel much pain, only the feeling of unusually cold and numbness in his arms.

"Die!-" Lovian roared, the spirit shield of his left arm flickered and reappeared, and his right hand, which was destroyed by the flood in an instant, grabbed the cold handle of the Hell Wind Vane, and locked on the space in front of Mister, and the purple light flashed.

Purple light flickered twice in Mister's chaotic mind, and after the second time, he saw the blood gushing out of the broken wounds on the body of the Blood Moon Zun create a purple mist in front of him, and a cold feeling appeared in front of him at the same time.

Mister bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, the tingling sensation made him sober for a moment, the nine dragon horns on his head flashed with pale golden brilliance again, the surrounding space stagnated, and the strong spirit of the Nine Spirit Dragon Royal Clan locked the natural elements in the surrounding space, and the air in front of him suddenly turned solid, and the diamond-like brilliant glittering luster brought a touch of color to this dark space.

This was the instinctive defense of the Nine Spirit Dragon Clan, and Mister didn't even need any deliberate elemental control. can add such a strong defense to yourself for a period of time.

If he was facing another demon, even any demon except Luo Wei'an. His defense will also give him infinite turnarounds. But precisely because he was in front of Luo Wei'an, the murderer of his biological parents, and the murderer of the previous generation of Nine Spirit Dragon King, Luo Wei still remembered the Nine Spirit Dragon Clan's innate defense very clearly.

Such a defense appeared at this moment when no one had time to prepare, and it seemed invulnerable, but in reality-

A sudden force violently woke Mister, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and he was horrified to see a giant hand reaching out from the dark elemental circle at Lovian's side. He was holding his humanoid legs. The corrosive power of the dark attribute is still secondary, but this great force has already pulled him out of the innate defense protection in front of him!

Since you can't break through your defenses, let you leave your defenses.

A moment later. Before Mister's head even left the defensive barrier above him, the Hell Weathervane had already hit him in the chest. Before the pain could reach his mind, he had already broken seven or eight ribs with the force of his might.

There is no outgoing dark essence, and Lovian is purely through the strengthening of his own flesh and dark essence. Use the Hell Weathervane with six sharp axe blades. Cut into Mister's chest.

Mister finally regained consciousness in the infinite proximity of pain and death, and he instinctively swung his dragon wings forward, and the hooks of the dragon wings were deeply embedded in Lovian's body, and with the violent separation, Miste wanted to tear his enemy in two!

"Ahh Dragonwing's claw hook was finally pulled out of his shoulder blade by Lovian, saving him from being torn apart.

But the other hook that cut into his ribs didn't let go. With the frantic vibration of Mistron wings, a terrifying wound was torn out of his lower abdomen, and the wriggling internal organs were exposed to the chaotic air, and Lovian didn't even have time to pay attention to the huge wound that almost cut all the muscles in his back, and in the process of falling from the sky by Mister, he pinched the internal organs with both hands and threw out the wound of his body, and the fire element roared at Lovian's wound, instantly sintering the huge wound.

No one can imagine whether this kind of pain can be endured by a life that still has a sense of pain, but Luo Weian is well aware that if his organs are really lost, then he will face absolute death. Because the location of that wound is the liver and spleen, which will cause heavy bleeding. He used this extremely extreme method to save his own life and win his chance for the rest of the battle.

Mister, who was even more mentally traumatized after Devil May Cry, was not even able to maintain the vibration of his dragon wings, and after Lovian fell, he fell to the ground immediately after him.

Compared to the previous trauma, a fall from dozens of meters in the air is nothing anymore. The two enemies, who were already at the end of the crossbow, staggered to their feet, and at this moment, the Blood Moon Venerable even began to take the advantage, although his injuries were more serious than those of the Nine Spirit Dragon King, but his spirit was much more sober than his.

Lovion saw Mistre standing up with his head clutched in pain, and he saw the shattered scales around him. Pink dragon blood gushed from that horrible wound in Mister's chest, filling all the ground around him. Mister's silhouette began to blur, and a dim light began to envelop the battered body of the Nine Spirit Dragon King.

It was a harbinger of Transfiguration's imminent collapse. After such a batter, Mist couldn't even sustain such a rudimentary magic. The reason why he didn't use his dragon body to fight at the beginning was because he was afraid that the dragon elemental fluctuations caused by using the dragon body would attract the attention of the Holy Land, and he was very afraid of the Holy Land's warning to him, and did not allow him to attack Luo Wei'an, but the hatred of his parents and relatives overwhelmed his reason. Even on this trip, he did not inform the elders of the clan, it was completely his personal behavior.

Lovian will not wait for him to regain his dragon body and return to his most powerful fighting state. If the spine is not broken, the limbs are not broken, then the fight can continue. This is the most terrifying combat idea of the Blood Moon Legion, and as the leader of the Blood Moon Legion, Lovian is undoubtedly the most fanatical believer.

The purple-black essence surged at the tip of the Hell Wind Vane, and it quickly extended, forming a heavy sword that surpassed Lovian's height.

Lovian's footwork flickered like lightning, and with each step forward, he appeared as if teleporting closer to Mister. With each step, the black faded from the blade, and when Lovien was only five meters away from Mister, the blade in his hand completely turned into a crystal clear amethyst-(To be continued......