The sword dragged in his hand made a piercing rub against the ground, drawing a graceful arc as Birmingham's footsteps progressed, and the sudden roar in front of him had already told the down-and-out nobleman that the battle between the demon god and the dragon had officially begun. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Above the cloudy sky, a blue scene was vibrating, a behemoth flapped its huge wings in the sky, gusts of hurricanes swept directly from the sky with the flapping of the wings, the ground exploded slightly, lifted, layers of soil swarmed like a flood, and the agitated air waves passed through Birmingham's body, so that his galloping footsteps could not help but be stagnant.

"The living. Hurry up!" The rare impatience in the lanternman's voice made Birmingham suddenly realize what it would be like for these long-standing creatures to have an answer that had been searching for a thousand years.

"I'm already fast. Birmingham replied helplessly against the hurricane of the dragon, but this answer was obviously not in the consideration of the lantern bearer.

On the ground, there was a whistling thunder, the dragging sword seemed to be torn, and a turquoise light and shadow instantly broke away, and with the separation of light and shadow, Birmingham's supported body seemed to have lost a powerful fulcrum, and fatigue and fatigue inevitably hit Birmingham's eyebrows.

Without even a hint of superfluous words, the lanternman just gave Birmingham an apologetic look, and then sped away, turning into a terrifying green light and rushing towards the place where the demon god and the dragon met.

For this fateful goal, the Lord of the Eternal River had also forgotten her tired mortal servant at this time, and she had been looking for this answer and this goal for too long.

The Far Away Lord of the Long River did not think about how the tired Servant would survive the wind and waves she had used to survive after she left, and how she would find a glimmer of life under the claws of the demons, and now she only used the dragon that soared among the clouds in her eyes.

Tiredness had already completely taken over Birmingham's eyes, and even though the sword-like wind and waves were already within reach, the down-and-out nobleman still closed his eyes weakly and let go of his palm, just like the Sword Master, he was too tired.

The wind and waves seemed to be about to swallow the mortal's body, and it seemed that they could all predict what kind of death this sword-wielding servant would look like, torn apart by the incoming hurricane, or completely submerged by the billowing dust, everything was just a snap of a finger.

Suddenly, the closed eyes opened again, the released hand was clenched again, and the sword was firmly clenched in the hand, but the eyes were no longer as resolute as they once were, but with a hint of abuse and mockery.

"Really, just a little sleep, and my lovely host is already in tatters. "It's a very stylized tone, and if anyone else is here, it's not hard to guess who the person standing here is at this time.

Not the down-and-out aristocratic Birmingham, but the mysterious pure white sword spirit Tianxi.

In other words, today's Birmingham is very much like the original Tianxi, no longer a tall boy, because of the erosion of the engraving, the body of Birmingham at this moment is only about one meter, if the little magician Ellie is here, he will definitely laugh at Birmingham's height at the moment is not as good as himself, and the appearance of the wind rider Lyra is also imprinted in every corner of Birmingham little by little, not only the long frost-dyed hair, but also the delicate eyebrow corners and fair skin, slender ten fingers, short body, Birmingham at this moment is recognized by others as a young child with red lips and white teeth, and this appearance is precisely in line with the aesthetic concept of the pure white sword spirit Tianxi.

Therefore, it is not so much that the down-and-out aristocratic Birmingham is standing here, but that the people here are pure white sword spirit Tianxi, with a familiar appearance, a familiar long sword, or the wind that seems to be a world away.

The sword roared up, and the purple phantom suddenly rose sharply, leaving a series of flickering figures in the sky, like a fluttering butterfly soaring in a hurricane.

The phantom, the double phantom body, like a ghostly body, like the galloping shadow of thunder, in an instant, has come to the place where the demon god and the dragon are fighting, and also makes the awakened Tianxi fortunate to witness the battle between the two ancient objects that shake the sky.

It is like a body wrapped in ice and snow in the sky, and the clouds are constantly rolling, each roll is accompanied by the fragmentation of space, black holes emerge in the sky, and a stream of cold cold wind dances in the sky, wings, gently shaking, are all devastating and decaying, and every wave of the claw is a blow that disintegrates time and space.

This is the dragon, the creature at the top, the darling of the gods comparable to the angels, and the culprit who broke the Celestial Tree in the first place.

Compared to the power of the dragon's disintegration of time and space with each blow, the five-pillar demon god is extremely small, and his short figure is like an insignificant piece of dust in the eyes of the dragon, but the power contained in this dust is an existence that cannot be underestimated by this creature at the top.

The white palm slashed out, and the black qi wave suddenly poured out, like a black mist, the qi wave gnawed away at every corner of the pass, the rules, physics, and magic elements were all swallowed up in this black qi wave, leaving only a barren void.

This is the power of the demon god, as the goddess abandoned, disgusted children, their existence is the erosion of the rules of the mortal world every moment, the power of the goddess is not a gift for them, but an old enemy, it is precisely because of this, every blow of the demon god is the destruction of the mortal world, each of their blows contains the magic of the abyss, eroding the rules, eroding the magic elements that are free in the air, and also eroding every gust of wind and waves set off by the dragon.

One is the guardian of the rules, the other is the breaker of the rules, the two extreme characters played the prelude to the battle in the sky of Betley, the great battle naturally needs the audience to applaud it, the pure white sword spirit Tianxi is one, and the lord of the soul river is also one, of course, the Violet Grand Duke, who is thousands of miles away, will not be absent from such an important battle.

"An unexpected development, isn't it, Grand Duke. Anna looked at the Archduke Violet at her side with a look of shock.

"Unexpectedly, it's just a small change. ”

A small change, perhaps, but as a clerk, Anna would not think that the appearance of a giant dragon would be a small change in the mouth of the Violet Grand Duke, and Betley, who had been following the established trajectory, finally had some different developments, and it was really exciting to see if Betley would still be what the Grand Duke expected in the future.