The night is getting deeper, and after a day of fighting, the place where the dragons and barbarians are fighting finally quiets...

The air was filled with the smell of blood, corpses were scattered across the endless field, and flocks of crows with ugly cries hovered in the air...

The two camps seem to have formed a tacit understanding, and at the same time chose to retreat a few kilometers and set up camp...

There is no moonlight, and there are no stars to be seen, a little fire flickering in the camp, there is no laughter of the past, whether it is the dragon camp or the barbarian camp, what I hear the most at this moment is the low cry...

"As a warrior, I have always longed for war, because it is only in war that the worth of a warrior can be proven. But the war really happened, and I was very scared..."Fan Xiaobao looked at the subordinates around him, looked at the already blackened blood stains on their bodies, and his eyes were full of confusion...

"No one really desires war, but as a warrior, you must protect your people, no matter what the cost, this is our duty..."A soft voice came from behind Fan Xiaobao, and his tone was full of emotion and helplessness...

"Marshal!" Turning around and seeing someone coming, Fan Xiaobao wanted to kneel on one knee to salute, but Yan Hong helped him up, Yan Zixin silently followed his father's side, looking at the elven warriors who were sleeping, or in pain**, or crying silently, his eyes were full of unbearability...

"I understand the truth, but seeing so many people paying for their blood and lives, I..."

Seeing this, Yan Hong gently patted Fan Xiaobao's shoulder and said, "Now you should understand why many old generals would rather be wronged than face a war..."

Yan Zixin on the side seemed to be thinking about something, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky...

Looking at the increasingly thick clouds, Yan Zixin's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of horror, and exclaimed: "It's changed!" ”

When Yan Hong heard this, the soft color in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and he suddenly raised his head to look up at the sky...

"It's a dragon!" His face gradually became gloomy, and Yan Hong's face showed a rare look of solemnity and fear...

Almost at the same time, a shrill trumpet sounded throughout the camp...

"Herald! All departments are fully protected! After hurriedly dropping a sentence, Yan Hong borrowed his strength from the void, and rushed up to a height of 100 meters in a few columns...

"The dragon clan still did it..."The slightly old voice sounded behind Yan Hong, and the four elf clan elders had already stood behind Yan Hong at some point...

As the sound of the urgent trumpet spread throughout the barbarian and elven camps, hemispherical light masks of different sizes and colors sprung up like mushrooms after a rain...

Colorful masks of different sizes illuminate the plain for several kilometers, and can be described as colorful and colorful in the night...

However, on the contrary, the clouds in the sky are extremely dark, as if they can swallow up a qiē of light, giving people a feeling of oppression and gloom...

"Sikong Ning! Do you want to break the thousand-year-old agreement of the Three Clans?! With a strong sense of anger, Nie Wu's voice resounded throughout the sky...

Yan Zixin also came to the air at this moment, stood beside Yan Hong, looked at Nie Wu and the others in the distance, and said with some uneasiness: "What is the agreement of the three clans?" ”

With a solemn and complicated look in his eyes, Yan Hong said slowly: "That is an agreement made by the ancestors of the three clans, and only the high-level leaders of the three clans are qualified to know its contents..."

With a long sigh, Yan Hong's expression was extremely complicated, and he continued: "The ancestors of the three clans once agreed that no matter how much friction there was between the three clans, no clan could use certain forbidden techniques..."

"Uncle Nie said that the Dragon Clan is going to break the agreement?!" Although he didn't know what the content was, Yan Zixin had already heard the meaning of the words, and a pair of beautiful eyes subconsciously looked at the thick clouds in the sky...

"Don't say anything about the agreement of the three clans, you will destroy my dragon clan capital, this hatred will not be shared!" The voice of extreme anger resounded through the sky and reached the ears of everyone under the night sky...

Anyone with a bit of identity can hear that this voice is coming from the Dragon King Sikong Ning, and the anger in this voice has reached the extreme...

"The dragon capital has been destroyed?!" Yan Hong's heart sank, and he subconsciously looked at Nie Wu in the distance...

And the look of shock on Nie Wu's face was no less than Yan Hong's, and he looked at it in disbelief at this moment...

The two glanced at each other, as if they had both gotten an answer in each other's eyes, and retracted their gaze, Nie Wu looked up to the sky and shouted angrily: "Sikong Ning! No matter what the battle is, we will never attack the unarmed dragons! Don't use these excuses to deceive children to break the agreement of your ancestors! Aren't you afraid of our retaliation?! Forbidden art is not only for you, but also for dragons! ”

"Could it be... Could it be him?! As if thinking of something, Yan Zixin's heart tightened, and he looked at his father beside him...

When Yan Hong heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he also looked at Yan Zixin...

"If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it! Wait for Hugh to quibble! With Sikong Ning's words, several dazzling thunderbolts streaked across the sky, and the originally cool air suddenly became gloomy and cold...

The scalp tingling "Wow... The sound sounded, and white dots the size of a human head quietly fell from the clouds, dense and overwhelming...

"Hail?!" Yan Zixin exclaimed, Yan Hong's arms were outstretched, and a light mask with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air, protecting everyone in the elf clan in the air...

In just a few breaths, the dense hail had already smashed on the colorful light masks on the ground...

Thousands of heavy crashes rang out, and layers of ripples splashed on countless light masks...

"What's that?!" Before he had time to think about it, an ice hockey ball with a diameter of more than 100 meters gradually emerged from the clouds and appeared in Yan Zixin's sight...

"I'm coming!" An old man behind Yan Hong snorted coldly, jumped out of the light mask, and rushed towards the huge ice ball...

"There's another one over there!"

"It's three! No! There are three more over there...!! ”

On the ground, looking at the huge ice balls appearing, the barbarian and elven warriors who were full of confidence before suddenly appeared with a dead ash on their faces...

"Bang! Boom! Several muffled popping sounds rang out, and seven or eight huge ice balls turned into countless ice chips in the air, all of which were the work of the barbarian and elven powerhouses...

Seeing the huge ice ball come to naught, the barbarian and elven camps erupted in deafening cheers...

However, the cheering lasted less than three seconds before it came to an abrupt end...

In the sky... The white dots gradually enlarged, and a suffocating aura suddenly enveloped the entire light mask...

"It's... Is it the forbidden technique of the dragon clan..."Looking at the huge ice balls with a diameter of more than 100 meters that kept appearing, a look of despair flashed in Yan Zixin's eyes, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and his face was iron-blue...

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