Dragon Knight, this is the first time Birmingham has seen a dragon knight, although it is in the posture of a soul, but the majestic rising coercion and the rainbow light that fills the sky and the earth make this knight who only exists in rumors burst out with unimaginable power. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a fool's dream, dragon knight, but it's just a subspecies. The Six Pillars Demon God uttered disdainful words, and the Initial Eye of the Long Palm suddenly fell without warning.

It was as if a sloping torrent had fallen from a cliff, making a loud rumbling sound with the power of cracking gold and stone.

"Kingdom of God, Dragon's Breath!"

Although it was only one word different from the rumored dragon's breath, with the blessing of the holy light, this attack from the Red Dragon King Finel was also not to be underestimated.

The intersection of the two phases is an earth-shattering loud noise and the power of tearing through time and space, and in this mutual stalemate, it is this dragon knight who has the upper hand after all, after all, this attack of the Red Dragon King also carries a natural enemy against the demon.

That to the brilliant and unusual light.

The interweaving of red and white is the intersection of the paladin and the red dragon king, and the friendship that has not been finished for thousands of years is intertwined into this fierce attack, which severely damages the towering demon god.

And at this moment, the frost flying in the air finally let out an earth-shattering roar.

The intersection of the two dragons and the knight taking off is the offensive between the hunter and the hunter, and it is also the instantaneous confrontation between life and death.

The vigorous frost aura rushed out of the frost dragon's mouth, and above the already dark and gloomy sky, it was as if it was covered with a layer of ice blue at this moment, and under this ice blue, it was the soaring dragon that issued its own powerful blow.

"Dragon's Claw!" a roar from the depths of the soul, an anger from the top of the food chain.

The sharp claws broke through the layers of space, freezing everything around them, it was cold enough to freeze even the soul, it was powerful enough to freeze even time and space, it was the power of the dragon, it was the gift of the goddess, it was the wrath of the creatures at the top of the food chain.

Under the power of the dragon, all things are silent!

The angry dragon shows his credentials as the top of the food chain, and the demon god who confronts him pays the price.

Whether it was the spread of black mist, or the cold and frosty world, there was a clear answer at the moment when the dragon claw and the demon god collided.

The four-pillar demon god on his side did not hesitate for half a minute and hit the dragon claw that fell from the sky with his demon body.

The sudden explosion of the demon body made this break through the sky, and the dragon's claw wrapped in the power of destroying the sky paused slightly, the cold dragon scales scattered and splashed in all directions, and the rotten aura instantly spread and wrapped the falling dragon's claw.

The corrosion was done in an instant, and even the dragon did not notice it, and the dull darkness had spread over his body, like sticky ink spots suddenly falling on the white paper, and the darkness blurred over the dragon's body.

The loss of a demon body has already caused the four-pillar demon god Lilith to suffer a heavy blow, and that pale face is enough to tell how powerful the Birmingham dragon's frost blow is, but no matter how serious it is, it is worth it for the demon god.

Moreover, the other demon body of the four-pillar demon god Lilith flew away at the same time, and the delicate and ghostly demon god also stepped on the path of his companion in a moment.

The delicate demon god who had cornered Birmingham did not stop at all, and crashed his body into the dragon that had been corrupted by the darkness.

The explosion of darkness and the erosion of the dragon all showed the remarkable effect of the demon god's extraction, although at the cost of the death of two demon bodies.

"Kingdom of God, Dragon's Claw!"

The same dragon claw was displayed on the body of the red dragon king Finir, and in the bright white light, the red light soared up and turned into a red dragon in the air, facing the three demon gods in the air.

Compared to the dragon frost, the body of the red dragon king subdragon is destined to be essentially different from the powerful dragon, not only the size of the body, but also the overwhelming coercion, although it seems to be powerful, but it does not have the momentum that makes everything fearful, and this dragon's claw does not have the same power as the dragon frost, the tumbling red flames fly between the red dragon's claws, burning the space, but it cannot warm the cold caused by the dragon frost.

This is the power of the dragon, and even the Red Dragon King Finir cannot rewrite the rules left by the dragon, although her fire can incinerate all things. But it couldn't melt the little snow and ice left behind by the frost.

"Your opponent is me, wurm. "Even after suffering a heavy blow, the Six-Pillar Demon God Peep still moved its huge demon body and blocked the Red Dragon King's field of vision.

The battle between the two behemoths is destined to bring a lot of vibrations and splashes of dirt, and at this time, the makeup artist has set his eyes on the dragon that has been eroded by the darkness.

The makeup artist knew that the time had come and that he was not to be missed.

The flying silver light streaked through the air, but the paladin Walding rose into the sky, and the bright holy light wrapped in it suddenly fell, like a barrier blocking the path of the makeup artist.

"A mere remnant of the engraved soul really doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The silver whip struck out, shattering the thousands of holy lights and piercing the paladin's erect chest.

"Just one engraved soul is enough!"

The chest was pierced by the sharp silver whip, but the paladin smiled.

"Kingdom of God, Dragon Knight!"

What is a dragon knight, not a noble title, not a fascinating dragon, but the friendship that bridges everything across races, the friendship between a dragon and a mortal, the friendship between an ancient creature and a short life, mortal life is short, even the strongest epic hero cannot escape this fate of aging and death.

For hundreds of years, in the eyes of the dragon, it was like a flash in the pan, short-lived and abnormal, but such a short life left a strong mark in the long career of the Red Dragon King Finier, so thick that they had the same heart.

Yes, the same heart, which is why there is only one dragon knight in mortal life, for no dragon would be willing to give up the vast heart that sustained his long life, and choose to share the small, weak, or even broken heart of a mortal.

This is probably a very legendary story, for the story between the Red Dragon King Finir and the Paladin Waldin, there are many thousands of conjectures made by good people, but in the end they all fall into one category, so that in the books that remain today, we can only know that the original Paladin was just an ignorant teenager, in an adventure his heart was pierced by a sword, and it happened that a giant dragon passed by, so that the ignorant young man's broken heart was split in two, and the dragon's huge vitality nourished the heart that was about to die。

From then on, the dragon's huge vitality was continuously transmitted to the young man's body through this half of the broken heart, and the boy's various diseases, unbearableness, pain, and even aging also poured into the dragon's body through this heart.

Since then, it has been one, the strong and the weak coexist, life and death are shared, and the long and the short meet.

This is the Dragon Knight, this is the story of the paladin Valadin and the red dragon king Finir, it seems to be a magnificent and legendary story, but it has an unfortunate ending.

Living and dying together is where this story ends, and the moment the voice of the dragon knight sounds, it is the interweaving of red and white light, and the makeup artist looks at the paladin in front of him in shock, and his whole body bursts with colors that have never been seen before.

The Lord of the Long River also silently looked at the red and white light that filled the sky, what a familiar scene, what an unbearable past, and he was the same when he was in the two servants, living and dying together, without half a minute of hesitation, even with their remaining engraved souls.

"What an idiot. Nasr let out a low voice, and even she couldn't tell how much emotion it contained, and this fool was exchanged for a loud bang in the sky.

The self-detonation of a paladin and a giant dragon will cause an answer at this moment, but this answer would rather not be seen in the long river.

The dragon's might, with its light, destroyed almost everything around it, the swarming tide of demons, the Celestial Tree that only a dragon could harm, and the three towering demon gods.

As if everything around us had never been, the whitest plains had replaced everything, it was the effect of the spread of holy light, and it was also the lament of the dragon's death, there was no so-called rose manor, there were no familiar tree-lined paths, there were no rattling fountains, there were no crooked cross paths, even the original town of Stoli, everything was gone, some were just pure white, some were just plains, as if the sky and the earth had also disappeared in the explosion, but the familiar breath of the lantern man and Tianxi told the down-and-out nobleman that everything seemed to be still there。

Above the plains, the dragon Frost tried to fly again, but the darkness had caused irreversible damage to her body, making her lose the power to fly again, and the pinnacle dragon let out a hissing wail, swinging its massive head, trying to push the darkness that had eaten away at her mind from her mind.

The dragon's wail aroused Birmingham's attention, and he resisted the discomfort of his soul, and the down-and-out nobleman, with the support of Tianxi, approached the dragon's body little by little, but Birmingham was not the only one who had the same idea, at least Lilith in front of him.

"Yo. The down-and-out nobleman greeted the demon god with some reluctance.

"It's embarrassing. The Demon God didn't know if he was talking about himself or Birmingham, but at least from Lilith's eyes, Birmingham didn't detect the killing intent that a Demon God should have.

"Do you know? For this plan, we have prepared for a thousand years, even ten thousand years, even under the constraints of the rules of the goddess, we still came to this world in our essence, this world will never be tolerant of us, he only rejects and only harms, just like now. ”

Birmingham didn't know how to respond to Lilith's seemingly complaining words, but smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Get out of here, Birmingham. "Complaining turned to concern, "It can't stop us anymore, and the only thing we can do here is death, and even the soul dissipates that kind of death, just like the paladin just now." ”

Lilith looked at Birmingham, who had become a soul, showing her side that was not like a demon god, perhaps because the original characteristics of the four-pillar demon god, including several demon bodies and several personality characteristics, made this demon god always full of contradictions and antagonisms.

Birmingham, who wanted to respond, suddenly found that no matter how much he opened his mouth, the sound in his throat seemed to be cut off by layers, as if he was soaked in water, and there was nothing but the sound of whispering.

"Get out of here!" voices poured into Birmingham's mind like ghostly whispers, repeating the words one after another, and the extremely white plains turned into darkness in an instant, and the turbidity instantly flooded the heavens and the earth.

Leaving here, leaving here, one by one, it seemed to be urging, like a warning, and in the end it turned into a scream, a howl.

Birmingham only felt a little calm and a little relieved in his heart when he held Tianxi tightly.

Leaving here, it finally converged into a low and tactful voice, ending everything in front of him, just like the bubbles on the surface of the lake finally burst, the sleeping sweet dream finally woke up, and the darkness after the extreme white disappeared in an instant, but in a short moment, it was a vicissitudes of life, and the world was turned upside down.

What a scene it is, what a lamentation it is, everything seems to be crying, the heavens and the earth seem to be screaming, a towering tree, a giant pillar of optimism, a road connecting heaven and earth.

Celestial Tree!

The upright trunks, leafy branches, intertwined roots, and endless canopies of trees make up creatures that should not exist in this mortal world.

And beneath that canopy was a wailing dragon and a ruthless executioner.

The executioner raised the sword in his hand, what a familiar sword, it was the family heirloom sword that Birmingham once used to be, it was the shelter of the sword spirit Tianxi, it was a fine iron longsword that could be made at the blacksmith for only ten silver coins, how ordinary and ordinary it was.

But such a long sword was effortlessly plunged into the chest of the dragon frost, and the gushing blood accompanied by the shouts and wails of the lantern bearer, accompanied by the crystal tears of the lord of the river and the last roar of the dragon frost, became the best fertilizer to nourish the growth of this celestial tree.

Birmingham struggled to open his eyes, trying to see the executioner's face.

Who is it? Who is it?

The thought flooded Birmingham's mind, whether it was Lilith, the dreamweaver, the peep, or the make-up artist, one person after another flashed before Birmingham's eyes, and the blurred vision gradually became clear, until finally fixed on a familiar face.

Sebrera Flona, the maidess, the Empress of the Empire.