Followed, it was the sound of chanting and casting.

At the same time, there was also a strong golden sword aura piercing the sky.

If Dean couldn't guess who it was, he might as well be killed by a headlong run......

"Dean, you've been injured, leave it to me and Your Excellency Dalson......" The golden-armored sword master of the Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment slammed the giant sword in his hand, and his fighting spirit swept through most of the sky, and the dazzling sword qi overwhelmed the Flying Dragon King in an instant......

Dalson stood not far away, holding a magic staff, his old face was full of solemnity, and he was in full swing to release spells, judging from the magic fluctuations on his body, it was very likely that he was a third-level titled magician.

Even better than Dean......

And the Golden Armor Sword Saint of the Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment is also not weak......

The combination of the Titled Magus and the Juggernaut is a luxurious lineup!

“......”

Dean was moved in his heart, he thought that the two guys would turn a blind eye, but he didn't expect to come to help him, and he was really moved for a while, if it wasn't for the wrong time, he would have hugged the thighs of those two and burst into tears......

But after thinking about it, damn no, the King of the Flying Dragon is so strong, with the strength of those two guys, he should have discovered it a long time ago, but why did he come after he dragged it for so long...... Hmph, Lao Tzu knows, those two bastards have seen the great strength of the Dragon King, and know that if they are not killed as soon as possible, it will not only be the Templar mercenary group that will suffer, but also the two mercenary groups will also suffer heavy losses.

Damn!

Dean did suffer a lot of injuries, and his combat strength was greatly reduced. But the strength of the Sword Master is still there, far away, and he joins the ranks of slaughtering the two-legged dragon fly.

A breathtaking torrent of spells. Washing against the King of the Wyverns, terrifying magic fluctuations spread throughout the camp, and the two-legged Wyverns that were originally surrounding the King of the Wyverns were either scattered or completely killed. On the surface, the two powerhouses joined forces to fight against the King of the Wyverns. Possess some upper hand, but the actual situation, Darson and the Golden Armor Juggernaut are well aware. Even if the two joined forces, they never hurt the Dragon King much.

This monster is too strong......

It is worthy of a demonic beast with a trace of dragon blood, and it has been fighting for nearly half an hour, and it has not hurt it in the slightest. It's the Golden Armor Juggernaut and Darson. One is exhausted, and the other is about to run dry.

The two of them were fighting to the death, and no one noticed that an inconspicuous wizard's eye was annihilated in violent magical fluctuations......

"Your Excellency Dahlson, you can't drag it out any longer...... "The Golden Armor Sword Saint pushed the body protection fighting qi to the extreme, and while desperately resisting the attack of the Flying Dragon King, he roared at Dahlson at the top of his voice: "It is at least level thirty-five strength...... If we lose. I'm afraid that the people of the three major mercenary groups won't survive much. ”

After saying that, the Golden Armor Sword Saint did not wait for Dahlson's reaction. The giant sword in his hand shook violently, and monstrous flames spread out, looking from a distance, it looked like he was holding a fire dragon in his hand......

He burned all the remaining fighting energy in his body, and was so invincible that he rushed towards the King of the Flying Dragons, who was close at hand......

“......”

Shadowy spellcasting runes spat out of Dahlson's mouth. He didn't have much magic left, but he couldn't back down, because he understood that the reason why the Golden Armor Sword Saint did this was just to help him create a chance.

Three powerful seventh-level high-level spells burst out in a row, and the target was the King of the Flying Dragon, and in an instant, the flames soared into the sky, and the concentration of magic elements climbed to a terrifying level, and the earth-shattering sound resounded in the sky above the camp.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound......

The Golden Armor Sword Saint flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and his injuries were so severe that he didn't even have the fighting energy to support his flight, and smashed straight to the ground.

This was followed by the angry roar of the Wyvern King, deafening.

Failed......

Darson's face was pale, his heart was bitter, the three major mercenary groups rushed to the Turan Mountains, the momentum was indescribable, but who would have expected this ending?

Before he could go deep into the Turan Mountains, he was hit by a devastating blow......

The situation of the Flying Dragon King was also very bad, the layer of green light containing poison had long disappeared without a trace, and the huge flesh wing was also broken off one side, and its speed was greatly reduced, dozens of terrifying huge sword marks appeared on its body, and hot blood erupted......

Dahlson knew in his heart that the current Wyvern King's strength was only about seventy percent of the original, but even so, he couldn't do anything about it, the Templar Dean's state was the best, but even if he came in time, he was not necessarily the opponent of the Wyvern King. The great swordsmen and magicians who were fighting with the two-legged flying dragon in the sky above the camp were also too busy to take care of themselves......

The situation has never been worse!

A sharp voice sounded in vain, and the Wyvern King, whose intelligence was comparable to that of a human, was extremely angry, and a pair of glowing green eyes stared at Darson, and at the same time, a strong wave of magic rose up......

Dark Skyfall!

A magic comparable to a seventh-level high-level spell was released by the King of the Flying Dragons, and the billowing poisonous gas spread everywhere, like a canopy of heaven, enveloping most of the sky.

Screams rang out......

It was sent by a few great swordsmen and magicians hundreds of meters away, and although their strength was strong, they were not worth mentioning in the face of the high-level range killing spells of the King of the Flying Dragons.

Raising the rune shield with ease, Darson fell into despair, his magic power had been completely exhausted, and after casting the rune shield, there was nothing left......

In just a few seconds, the rune shield, which was not supported by extra mana, gradually dimmed, and then ...... Then it turned out to be a magic shield and an ice wall to save him.

It's incredible......

Dahlson's eyes widened, stunned.

You must know that this large area is shrouded in the dark sky, and those who can pass through it safely and unharmed need at least the strength of a Titled Magician or a Sword Master, but in the entire camp, except for one Titled Magician, it is impossible for other mages to have this kind of strength, even if a ninth-level magician releases a rune shield, he can't last three seconds under the dark sky......

Follow. It was the figure of a young mage, passing by him, raising his staff lightly. The shield of ice and fire appears at the same moment. The young mage held an ancient book that exuded the smell of death in his hand, and gray characters spat out of his mouth, and then flashed red and blue discs, floating above the young mage's head like a bright moon, erupting into an endless torrent of spells.

Then came the earth-shattering noise......

The young mage completely broke common sense, ignoring the depletion of spells, as if he had squandered magic. The ancient book in his hand also burst out with a black light.

A series of spells are fast to the extreme......

The King of the Flying Dragons completely lost his life, and his entire huge body fell like a meteor......

Dalson suddenly felt. The whole world fell silent, and he stood there in a daze, motionless, and that scene was for him. It's shocking......

He didn't even see the young mage's face. But a quick glance made him know that the mage who suddenly appeared was young!

Is this still personal?

His eyes were full of horror and fear, looking at the black figure that fell with the body of the Flying Dragon King, from the appearance of the young mage to the end of the battle, it did not take more than three seconds!

Three seconds!

Three seconds, what can you do? Sing a high-level spell? No, there is not enough time. A powerful low-tier spell takes at least five seconds......

First of all, Dean, whose combat power was comparable to that of a third-level Sword Saint, fought with the King of the Flying Dragon for more than ten minutes. Then there is the golden-armored sword saint Susman and himself, trying their best to kill the king of the flying dragons......

However, it turned out that the two strong men of them joined forces, but it was still not enough to see, at most the King of the Flying Dragon suffered some damage, and it was not a serious injury. In the moment when the dark sky shrouded him, after releasing a rune shield, his magic power was completely exhausted, and he despaired, knowing that he had reached the end of his life......

However, a mysterious young mage appeared, and immediately underwent a drastic change, killing the powerful dragon king in three seconds, just three seconds.

As the first deputy leader of the Apocalypse Mercenary Regiment, he clearly knew that the head of the regiment had this terrifying strength, but what made him unbelievable was that a young mage would actually have such terrifying strength......

"You killed the Dragon King...... Darson landed with the young mage, and he saw the young mage crouching next to the dragon king's corpse.

"It's just a good deal. The young mage nodded, he didn't seem to be even interested in talking to Gui as the deputy head of the Apocalypse Mercenary Regiment, and his interest in the corpse of the Dragon King was much higher than that of this deputy leader......

"Thank you...... Thank you for your help, if it weren't for your presence, I would have been a thoughtless corpse. Darson glanced at the young mage with a complicated expression and bowed deeply.

"You're welcome ......"

Dahlson's throat moved, and many words of thanks brewed were swallowed raw, as he saw the young mage, who seemed to be very busy, skillfully removing the claws of the Wyvern King, then peeling off the venom glands, and then pulling out many bottles and jars, which were drawing the blood of the Wyvern King.

Halfway through, the young mage suddenly raised his head and glanced at Darson......

The young mage didn't say anything......

But such a subtle movement suddenly made Daursen's vest feel cold, and then Dalesen suddenly realized that it was too dangerous for him to stand here......

A mage who had killed the King of the Wyvern in three seconds was working, and he was standing here with a big grin......

Are you looking for death?

Thinking of this, a lot of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't care about anything else for a while, so he hurriedly said two words of thanks, and then left with a palpitating face......

It wasn't until Dahlson walked away that Lin Yun took out the magic crystal of the Flying Dragon King, held it tightly in his hand, and the joy in his eyes was not hidden at all, this was actually a thirty-fifth level soul magic crystal!

Then he put away the soul crystal and claws, these are the real rare magic materials, worthy of his own collection......

Grabbed a few bottles full of the blood of the Wyvern King, and was about to fill them......

"What? It turned out to be you greedy guy again, you still have no humanity, the people of our Apocalypse Mercenary Group, look at you pitiful, kindly take you in, you don't know how to be grateful, just help kill the bipedal wyvern...... Oh, by the way, you don't know what gratitude is, but how can you be so greedy and steal the spoils of our Apocalypse mercenary group, Marfa Merlin, what a bastard!"

The voice of the young wizard Orson suddenly sounded...... (To be continued......)