The transformation of the engraving, the light and the sword, make Birmingham look like a real peak powerhouse at this moment, but everyone knows that the person standing at the peak in front of him is not the down-and-out aristocrat Richard Birmingham, but the eternal lord of the long river, Nasr. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Nasr!" a pillar of demon gods shouted out this former friend, the friend he had met from time to time when he was once a dragon and had not yet been banished by the goddess, but the turn of time had put the two supreme beings in opposing positions, and there was no alleviation between them.

In the face of the question and shout of the demon dragon, the Lord of the Long River in Birmingham's body was extraordinarily silent, only the seventh servant who continuously conveyed his power like a river and sea to himself, until now, no matter how many words are empty words for the Lord of the Long River, she is the Lord of the Long River, the agent of the goddess, this world begins with the goddess, and should end with the goddess, no one can replace the goddess of creation, no one can steal the fruits of Tyris, whether it is a mortal or a demon god!

The silent silence was followed by the galloping wind condensed in Birmingham's body, the ghostly figure flashed from everyone's eyes in an instant, and the unhindered lantern man exerted the power of his former servant to the extreme, and the phantom of this wind has reproduced the style of the original sword saint Laella.

The Wind Blaster Laila, known as the sword shadow of the sword genius, now a hundred years after her fall, this wind-like sword shadow is once again presented in front of everyone, the howling wind drowned the rushing sword, obviously a hundred steps away, but just when the wind swept past the ears of the imperial empress, Birmingham's figure had already appeared behind the demon god, and the empty palm was already wrapped by the wind in the air, converging into a transparent long sword.

Shadow of the Wind!

The name of the Wind Blast with a sword was shouted out by Birmingham, and the sword moves like the wind fell suddenly in an instant.

The demon god turned around, the final overture in his hand tore through the howling cold wind, and the sharp sword light shattered the shadow of the wind that Birmingham swung.

"Just a sword master, it's just stupid!"

The Demon God's fury turned into darkness that surrounded the end again, and the huge demonic energy stabbed at the ants in the Demon God's eyes with the frosty dragon pressure.

Sword Aurora!

The wind shadow was torn, and the scattered wind stirred up the air around him, disturbing Birmingham's figure, and the distorted light appeared on Birmingham's body, and the sword of the demon god's fury passed through the distorted and disordered figure of this mortal without hindrance, and the aftermath of the sword cut into the extremely white plain, blasting up layers of dirt.

Aurora Wind Shadow, this is the most proud move of Lai Ra the Wind Rush, the one she used when she reached the top of the Sword Master, and it is also the imprint of her staying in the long river of time to prove her identity, her body is as swift as the wind, and her sword is as fleeting as the aurora.

If the sword of aurora is an attack, the body of the wind is a shield, this is the best explanation of his own move by the windbreaker, Birmingham has become a body like the wind, the end of the demon god can tear the wind, but it can't destroy the wind!

The magic sword passed through the body of the wind, and the sword of aurora converged again in Birmingham's hand, and the fierce wind burst out in Birmingham's hand like an arrow from the string, although a pillar of demon god was powerful, but in the face of a sword that exceeded the speed of the wind, there was still half a point of hesitation, and this moment of hesitation made the ten thousand winds leave blood marks on her body.

Before the wind stopped, and the Empress of the Empire did not recover from the wind of the Ten Thousand Paths, the familiar dragon breath rose from Birmingham's body, and the engraving was instantly transformed, and the wind was replaced by a red dragon.

Dragon's Breath!

The blazing heat swept through the sky, crimson flames rolled from Birmingham's palm, and the dragon's unique aura surged out in an instant, and came into face-to-face contact with a pillar of demon gods.

The Red Dragon King's breath is so powerful, compared to the blue power of the dragon frost that freezes everything, the red dragon king's dragon breath is wrapped in incomparable destruction magic, the crimson dragon breath that overflowed from Birmingham's hand even burned the surrounding space into pitch-black void holes one after another, the extremely white plains seemed to be covered with fire, and everyone present felt the suffocating heat in the air and the heat that stinged the skin.

Holy Light, Sword Shadow, Wind, Dragon's Breath, Birmingham almost subverted everyone's perception of the peak, because at that moment, this down-and-out nobleman who was only a mid-level warrior showed the stunts of the four peak powerhouses, and the joint attack of these four powerhouses finally shook the invincible pillar of the Demon God.

But when the crimson slowly faded, revealing the figure of the Empress of the Empire, the inky darkness still surrounded the Empress's side, although the palm holding the sword was dripping with a crimson color, but the Empress's relaxed expression told the attack of the four strong men of Birmingham that it was still not enough for this demon god, and the white steam rolling on the sword told them how the dragon breath of the Red Dragon King, which was enough to burn the mountains, was blocked by a pillar of demon gods.

"The final trio, the pure world. A deep voice burst out of the Empress's mouth, and the surrounding darkness suddenly rose and spread out in all directions, and the tumbling darkness was like an all-consuming beast drowning everything around it in the murky darkness.

Everything that is swallowed by darkness is the so-called pure world in the mouth of the dark demon dragon, but this pure world effect is an extremely fatal attack for Birmingham, and the rolling darkness is even enough to devour the soul, even the master of the long river in the body cannot guarantee that the soul strength of his servant can resist the power of this pure world.

Retreat has become the best choice for Birmingham, the shadow of the wind instantly added, the galloping figure brought gusts of cold wind, Birmingham's retreat has let everyone know the power of churning darkness, Count Luvia and the Holy See Saintess almost did not hesitate at all, even the female knight Tina and the little magician Ellie could not help the Lord's rapid retreat.

In just one breath, the darkness had already engulfed the camp set up by the Violet Empire, and those imperial soldiers who had no time to escape could not even shout out, and the darkness surrounded by demon gods was completely buried under this plain.

"Hey, Nasr, think of a way!" an anxious voice came from Tianxi's mouth, and the extremely corrosive darkness of the soul caused a hint of danger to the pure white sword spirit.

The sword spirit's plea for help made the eyes of the Lord of the Long River in Birmingham's body glaze over, the turquoise flames suddenly lit up in the night sky, and the long river of souls also flowed under everyone's feet at this moment, there was no need to liberate the true name again, and the Lord of the Long River without restraint completely opened his soul horizon.

The horizon of the soul unfolded again, but this time it was no longer a burning soul fire in Birmingham's eyes, but the shadow of the demon dragon that was extremely dark.

That is the essence of the Empress of the Empire in the Soul Vision, and there is only one dragon banished by the goddess in the pan-continent.

The sudden expansion of the soul horizon made Birmingham instantly free from the shackles of the mortal world, and the engulfing darkness also turned into one after another disappearing and extinguishing turquoise flames in an instant, which were the imperial soldiers who were devoured in the darkness, and the culprit who caused them was the dark dragon with his eyes closed.

Since the horizon has unfolded, the next move has been self-evident, although there is no sharp weapon in his hand, but Birmingham still stepped up, the wind suddenly slipped past him, and the slow body was suddenly replaced by a galloping streamer, the streamer galloped, and a circle of holy light wrapped this streamer tightly.

In an instant, a pure white dust swept over the turquoise flowing water, rushing towards the huge demon dragon crawling at the end of the long river.

Sensing the incoming dust, the demon dragon who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep finally opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils revealed a hint of mockery, the low dragon head suddenly raised, and the long roar that soared into the sky resounded throughout the soul vision at this time.

Dragon's breath, this is the third time I have seen the dragon's breath, surpassing the frost and crushing the Red Dragon King, this is the most powerful blow of the immortal ancient dragon, directly hitting the soul and disintegrating the long river, even the lord of the long river has fallen under this dragon's breath.

The rich demonic qi wrapped in the huge dragon's breath shattered the holy light wrapped in fine dust, eroded the streamer like the wind, and peeled off layer by layer to reveal Birmingham's figure, and also revealed the final blow in Birmingham's palm.

The light, the incomparably brilliant light, is more dazzling than the holy light, and more blazing than the flames.

The sword, the sword that surpassed the wind, crossed the barrier of the Storm and reached its peak.

This is the power of Richard Birmingham, the seventh servant of the Lord of the Long River, a fusion of the blows of the four strong men, a sword that surpasses the self, and is the power of the fallen nobleman as a servant, Richard Birmingham calls it:

Glory!