The sound was like thunder, rolling in.

From the four fields, but from the sky.

With the sound, a slender figure with a head as black as ink and a body as white as snow writhed its huge body and ran towards the Seven Star Lake.

Above the head of this figure, thunder and light were intertwined, electric fire flashed, it was the light of magic, and from time to time you could hear a dull explosion, it was the hand of death that exploded.

It's the skull.

The skulldragon finally returned.

Dragons, even a bone dragon that has been skinned, cramped, and fleshed, with only bones left, is enough to shock everyone in the field.

The 200,000 elite soldiers of the Great Prince all changed their faces, even with an absolute numerical superiority, the instinctive fear of the dragon clan made their faces show both excitement and nervousness, but more awe.

The royal masters who were about to strike the final blow at Merlin also stopped and looked back.

They follow the Great Prince on a treasure hunt, and their original duty is to deal with the two-headed vicious dog and the possible dragon.

Now that the eldest prince was enraged by Mo Lin, he poured out of the nest to kill Mo Lin and the treasure hunting team with the power of thunder, ninety-one high-level martial arts sects, this is already half of the master power of Yunlan Kingdom, and it is simply a one-sided slaughter against Huang Tiejia and others, who are sleepy and lacking in horses, and no one doubts the outcome of this battle.

But at the critical moment when the final slaughter was about to begin, they heard the dragon's groan.

Bai Li Touhong twisted his huge body, desperately fleeing, and behind him, the dragon slaying team of the three major sects and the masters of the palace were in hot pursuit.

He had already received an order from Merlin to return to Seven Star Lake, but the dragon slaying teams of the three major sects were strong, and they also carried secret magic weapons to deal with the dragons.

Originally, he ran away just to lure the masters of the three major sects away, but as soon as he ran a short distance, he couldn't use the dragon's breath and couldn't fly in the sky, and he was beaten with his head scurry, and the fake escape turned into a real run.

Later, one accidentally fell into a valley and was trapped in it by hundreds of dragon slayer masters, and after a vicious fight, he broke through the siege and escaped after paying the price of three ribs.

Breaking through the encirclement, Bai Li was red for a while, feeling that the dragon slaying team was too terrible, thousands of years ago he heard the old master Hou Qing say a sentence, called the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and now, the dragon that has lost the two advantages of dragon breath and flight is not much stronger than the tiger that fell Pingyang, although the mouth is arrogant, he really wants to stop and fight to the death, he really doesn't have the courage.

The white and red howls were endless.

In his mind, after half an afternoon, the battle on the side of the Seven Star Lake should have reached the critical moment to decide the outcome of the battle, with the strength of the master Mo Lin and the others, it is believed that there are not many thousands of people left in the three major sects.

At this time, he led the people of the dragon slayer team back to Qixing Lake, and the two sides joined forces to have a Jedi counterattack, and the moment of shame before the snow was coming.

But when the self-absorbed unscrupulous black dragon climbed a mountain with a big dream, he was suddenly startled by the dense royal army by the lake, and the dragon's eye almost fell out of his eye socket.

Bai Lihong, who had never had a good idea of numbers, never dreamed that the number of enemies would increase instead of decreasing, and it would be dozens of times more than when he left.

If it weren't for Merlin's instructions that he couldn't disobey, Bai Li, who has always regarded life preservation as the first principle of being a dragon, would definitely turn around and run, what kind of death as home, heroism, these words have nothing to do with a certain dragon.

But the master-servant contract tied him to Merlin's fate, looking at the master standing on the windowsill and surrounded by dozens of masters, especially seeing the thunder fire standing behind Merlin who had hated for thousands of years, and the indifference and contempt in Lei Huo's eyes, the white and red fire suddenly rose.

It's been a thousand years.

He was forced by thunder and fire to have a home and could not return, and he hid in a dark and cold cave for a thousand years.

Now that the new master finally has the opportunity to go home, Lei Huo actually took the lead again, standing with the new master arrogantly, which is the biggest shame for a noble dragon, although a certain dragon has always looked very lightly.

Can't hesitate any longer.

Back then, in front of the old master, Lei Huo was more favored than the noble white and red, and now that he has a new master, he must not be allowed to steal the limelight again.

Whether it was out of the inability to resist and compelled by the power of the master-servant contract, or the anger and injustice of the thunder and fire stealing the limelight, Bai Li was angry, howling, writhing the dragon's body, and the bones on his body clicked, and rushed towards the army surrounding the Seven Star Lake.

"It's the bone dragon, stop him!"

Without waiting for the eldest prince to speak, Song Yuanbiao preemptively gave the order to besiege.

The eldest prince was also attracted by the white and red cry, looking at the strange dragon that was full of bones all over his body, only the head was intact, his brows furrowed slightly, and he did not make a sound.

With Song Yuanbiao's order, the royal army moved.

The soldiers gathered around the outermost periphery turned around, and the swords and guns in their hands were aimed at this strange dragon that they had seen for the first time in their lives, and probably the last time they had seen it, the shield soldiers lined up in a formation of shields, blocking the front of the formation, and the pikemen raised their war spears flatly, and the barrels of the guns were placed between the gaps in the shields, and their arms shouted with force, waiting for the dragon's charge.

The remaining crossbowmen in the army also aimed at the rear, and the siege gods turned their direction and began to shoot the giant crossbows.

"Shoot!"

As the distance approached, the shooters struck first.

The sharp arrows that flickered with cold light pierced the night that was about to fall at dusk, and fell on Baili Translucent's body.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

The arrow collided with the white and red bones, and the sparks splashed everywhere, and they were bounced out without leaving even a single scratch.

The momentum of the white and red charge, who decided to risk his life and break through the defense line of the royal army, and the savior who competed for favor was terrifying, although it could not be called earth-shattering, but once the dragon body weighing millions of catties ran up, it was a moving hill, and how could the flesh and blood of ordinary soldiers be able to resist?

Rumble!

Bai Li and Red effortlessly broke through the shield soldiers' defenses, like a bison breaking into a chicken coop, the dozens of spears were instantly broken by his hard keel like grass mustard, and more than a dozen soldiers were knocked into the air.

Compared to dragons, human bodies are too weak.

The rule of judging strength by size in demon beasts is vividly reflected at this moment.

For Bai Li Touhong, unless he was a high-level grandmaster who had cultivated powerful martial arts, ordinary martial artists would not be able to cause him any damage at all.

Now, the strong people who can really threaten him are either thrown far behind him, or they have already gathered around the central hall, and with these ordinary generals alone, no matter how tight the formation is, no matter how sharp the swords and guns are, they can't stand the crushing of the dragon body whose defensive power is comparable to that of the holy armor.