"Die!" With a roar of rage, Yang Long punched his entire right arm, which instantly exploded into a cloud of plasma, splashing his head and face covered in blood.

The dense qi rushed out in all directions at the same time as Yang Long's right arm was shattered, and the thinnest of these qi was about the size of a toothpick, and the thickest was only the size of a child's arm.

It is worth mentioning that these energetic appearances are already equivalent to the real thing, and as if they have eyes, they bypassed Yang Long, who was close at hand, and attacked the four young dragons that flew towards them.

Ga –

The two young dragons who couldn't dodge were as weak as a piece of straw paper under the dense qi attack, and in the blink of an eye, their flesh and blood fell from the air.

The other two young dragons, who were far away, roared after feeling that something was wrong, and forcibly reversed the direction of flight, although they avoided most of the energy, they were still stabbed by a small part of the energy, and there were blood holes all over their bodies, and the blood flowed miserably.

However, this time the attack was not over.

A dark cyan aura about twenty meters long, seven or eight meters wide, and at least five meters thick was generated out of thin air two meters in front of Yang Long, and after a pause as if charging, it shot out towards the black young dragon diagonally above.

Yang Long, who was at the end of his qi, was engulfed by a very huge recoil force, and his body fell downward uncontrollably.

Whoop –

Like the strength of a substantial handleless greatsword, it made no sound but cut through the air, emitting a piercing scream like a crack, colliding head-on with the shadow flames that Filmer spewed.

There is hardly the slightest stagnation. The giant qi directly crushed most of the dragon breath formed by the Shadow Flames, as if a cylindrical bread had been gnawed off the center, leaving only the outermost circle still burning, continuing to invade downward.

"How is this possible?!" Filmore shouted, and before he could react, the huge qi swept across the sky dozens of meters away, stabbing straight towards the heart of the black young dragon.

Whew-

In the moment of Filmer's despair, a trembling magical energy suddenly emerged from Filmer's body, followed by a magic shroud composed entirely of shadow flames. Completely enveloped the massive body of the black baby dragon.

Almost the next moment. The giant qi stabbed fiercely on the magic cover, but it was steadily blocked in the air less than two meters away from the black young dragon's body by this magic that didn't seem so reliable.

"Huh?" Filmer was startled, then laughed out loud: Haha! This is Nefarian's magic!

As the only remaining young dragon with great potential in the Black Dragon Legion. Filmer was inadvertently decades ago. Once got the current leader of the Black Dragon Legion. The magical blessing of Nefarian, a fifteenth-order black dragon.

This magic shield forged purely from the Shadow Flame reacts spontaneously to a lethal attack, and returns the attacker with the same amount of magic power. It is the last hole card of the core members of the Black Dragon Legion.

Seeing the appearance of the magic cover, Filmer's heart hanging in mid-air had already fallen, and it knew that it had definitely won!

The black and red magic shield did not move at all under the attack of the giant qi, but if you look closely, you can see that the qi and the magic shield are consuming energy from each other, and the volume of the giant qi and the thickness of the magic shield are constantly changing.

"Hahaha, it's a pity!" Filmer, who thought he had escaped, did not notice this detail, and felt the threat of death, and was eager to vent the depression in his heart: "Although it is a good effort, it's a pity that you are only"

Click-

A crisp cracking sound was clearly transmitted to Filmer's ears, interrupting its unfinished shouting, and causing it to reflexively turn its head to look at the contact between the magic cover and Qi.

I saw that the magic cover, which was originally half a meter thick and had a round and smooth surface, was only one finger thick in a matter of seconds, and it was like glass that had been smashed several times by a huge force, covered with dense cracks.

"What?!!How is this possible!!!

It's a pity it's too late!

Filmer had just turned sideways, and the magic shield that had exhausted its energy exploded into fireworks with a pop~.

The size shrank several times, and the volume was only half of the original giant energy, and at the moment when the magic cover was shattered, it rushed away along the original trajectory of the fireworks, and stabbed Filmer's body with a fierce sword.

Roar –

In the miserable roar of the dragon, a large cloud of bright red blood spread across the sky, and Filmer's entire left wing was broken at the root, and the huge dragon's body stiffened violently, and then fell weakly to the ground

Less than ten seconds had passed from the time the giant energy was blocked by the magic shield to the time when Filmore was finally hit hard and made him fall.

During this period of time, Yang Long, who was bound by the reaction force generated by the release of qi, was carrying Yang Long, who was falling downward, and kept staring closely at the situation above, until he saw the blood tide spreading out for tens of meters, and the solemn color on his face was a little relaxed.

At this time, Yang Long was only less than fifty meters away from the ground.

Ding——

A shield two meters long and one meter wide, composed entirely of ice elemental energy, suddenly appeared under him with a trace of cold mist flashing in Yang Long's left palm, but it was immediately smashed into a cloud of ice.

However, because of this, Yang Long's falling speed was also affected, and it was obviously slowed down a little.

Ding, ding, ding

After smashing seven or eight shields one after another, although Yang Long was only less than twenty meters away from the ground, the speed of his fall had slowed down greatly.

He only needed to release the ice magic twice, and Yang Long could unload the recoil force caused by the release of qi according to the predetermined plan, and land safely on the ground.

It's a pity that things in the world are always unexpected, when Yang Long once again condensed a trace of cold mist and wanted to release the ice shield, he suddenly found that the ice shield that should have appeared was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell is going on?!" Yang Long raised his hand in surprise, wanting to take a look, but suddenly found that there was a small black and red flame attached to the forearm of his left hand.

The volume of this flame was only the size of a knuckle, but the terrifying energy contained in it had already turned most of Yang Long's left arm into pitch-black coke.

It was obvious that the shadow flame that Filmer spewed out just now still caused damage to Yang Long!

Perhaps because of the nature of this flame, when it burned Yang Long's arm, there was not the slightest pain, and it caused serious injuries unconsciously.

Looking at the flames slowly burning along his arm, Yang Long's facial muscles twitched a few times, and he summoned the cold energy of his whole body, all of which surged towards his left arm.

However, it was obvious that this act was futile, enough to release the elemental energy of the high-density ice shield, and as soon as it touched that small cloud of black flame, it was instantly evaporated.

And the scorching shadow flames, without the slightest trace of weakening, still slowly spread along Yang Long's arms towards his shoulders.

"This is that kind of flame! It's so powerful?!" The deadly threat loomed over again, and Yang Long's slightly relieved face became gloomy again.

As early as in the previous fall process, in order not to shed blood and die, Yang Long had already used the last trace of holy light energy to treat the wound on his right shoulder.

Now Yang Long's right arm has been lost, the ice energy has been exhausted, because of the excessive blood loss has caused serious physical consumption, and the left arm is threatened by the Shadow Flame, and is already in the most dangerous situation.

Ga –

The two young dragons who had escaped the catastrophe also seemed to have noticed Yang Long's predicament at this time, and took advantage of the fire to rob him obliquely, wanting to tear him to pieces.

In such a situation to make matters worse, Yang Long did not lose his square inch, but took out two narrow daggers from the space ring with an expressionless face, and shot them out separately with a skillful force.

The left arm, which had been burned to carbonization, had long since lost its usual toughness, and after throwing the two daggers, it shattered from the elbow part, and the sharp pain instantly appeared and transmitted to the brain.

Yang Long snorted miserably, and there was no time to react, he fell from a height of more than ten meters, and smashed heavily into the destroyed limestone pile below

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