Just when Art's face was not good, he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up suddenly, and the spiritual power of his body and spirit body began to circulate.

This time, Art wants to convert all the spiritual power in his body into the spiritual power of the Light Guard, so that his own defense can be greatly improved.

After changing all this, Art immediately controlled the spirit body, and handed the shield made of the cornucopia to the spirit body's hand, and as for the main body, it held the spirit body's waist.

Now that he has converted all his spiritual power into the spiritual power of the Light Guard, his defense has increased greatly, and the strength of the spirit body is much stronger than the waist of the body, so that the spirit body can be blocked between the cornucopia and the body as a buffer, and the damage to the body can be minimized.

Not only that, but Art's spirit body and the feet of the main body did not exert much strength, and once it was impacted, it would immediately use its strength and flee into the distance.

However, even with these preparations, Art's brows still did not stretch, the power of the god rank was too strong, even if he had a holy weapon, he was not sure to take the next blow.

With the continuous afterburner of the black dragon's men, more and more parts leaked out of the ground, and the cracks in the ground became larger and larger, and where the black dragon's figure appeared, the ground was shattered layer by layer, and soon the entire upper body of the black dragon could be seen.

"Oh, a group of lowly races are living on me while I'm asleep?" the dragon roared, its eyes looked around, and saw the monsters fleeing in all directions, and two cold rays shot out of the huge dragon's eyes.

Suddenly, the temperature of the entire space dropped suddenly, and with the sound of the black dragon, a layer of hoarfrost was centering on the black dragon, as if it was permeating in the distance.

It seemed that the entire space was frozen with the coolness emanating from the dragon's body, and it was not only the ground and stones that were covered by hoarfrost, but also some fleeing monsters.

At the moment of hoarfrost covering. The pace of the demonic beast's escape slowed down instantly.

"Sure enough, what the book says is not false at all, the black dragon is really a dragon species that loves to kill, looking at this posture, it is obvious that all the demonic beasts here have been regarded as the targets of killing!" Looking at the rapidly spreading hoarfrost, Art's heart sank. A sense of danger was palpable.

When cultivation reaches a certain level, even an ethereal thing like a mood is enough to affect the material world.

The hoarfrost in front of him did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, it seemed extremely ordinary, but it was enough to affect the professional, it was obviously a magical power, the power of emotional fluctuations from a powerful professional.

Art knew that the rapid spread of hoarfrost in front of him was the true portrayal of the black dragon's heart at the moment.

As early as the assassination of Harry the Tempest, Art had studied all sorts of books about the Profession and Warcraft. Among them, there are some more out-of-the-way Encyclopedias, so I still know a part about this aspect.

The hoarfrost quickly spread to Art's feet, and the cold numbness under his feet made him gasp.

Almost instantly, Art's feet were almost unconscious, and that's when Art realized why the speed of these monsters had dropped so much.

But the cold snap didn't just numb his feet, and then Art felt a vicious cold current run down his feet and down his back. And it flowed around along the meridians, and the blood and spiritual power of the whole body seemed to be coagulated. Under the influence of this cold current flowing in the meridians, the flow of spiritual power was much slower.

"Whew!" Art couldn't help but shudder, rubbed his hands, exhaled a breath of white air, the pores of his whole body were wide open, and a trace of cold air was discharged along the pores. The hairs on the pores have condensed into ice threads.

Now Art is doing his best to use his spiritual power, forcing the cold out of his pores, and at the same time, he is extremely terrified in his heart.

"Is this the power of the god rank? just a roar and mood fluctuations can have such a drastic impact on a saint rank professional, so with a gentle wave of his hand. Wouldn't it be possible to slap thousands of Saint-Rank Professionals to death?"

"This difference in combat power can be said to be a world of difference, a god is worthy of a god, even if it is the peak of the holy rank, he is just a mortal, and for a god, he is just a small role that is vulnerable. ”

It took two minutes for Art to say that the cold qi in his body was exhausted, and at this time, the earth trembled violently, and the black dragon had completely escaped from the ground.

At this time, the dragon that had completely escaped from the trap stood on the ground, and the heart of Art who was watching it twitched slightly, the dragon in front of him was actually ten thousand feet tall!

"Whew!" A strong wind howled, and the huge wings that were tightly attached to the black dragon's back stretched out violently, covering the sky and the sun, and the area of the wings was much larger than the area of the forest.

Under the cover of the black dragon's huge wings, the sun's brilliance did not pour on the jungle ground, and it seemed that the black dragon's black wings were like the night of the night, absorbing and devouring the light.

"Huhu" The black dragon's newly opened wings flapped suddenly, and with each fan, a strong tornado immediately quickly condensed in front of the black dragon.

The dragon flapped rapidly, and in just a few seconds, the dragon's wings flicked a dozen times, and at the same time, the tornado generated by the wings swirled around the black dragon.

Each tornado is more than 30 kilometers in diameter, interacting and tearing, throwing the surrounding debris into the air, colliding with each other and turning into ashes.

Under the reaction force of the strong wind generated by the flap of its wings, the dragon's extremely large body began to fly slowly into the air.

When he was two feet above the ground, the speed of the black dragon accelerated suddenly, and in just the blink of an eye, the figure of the black dragon was suspended in the sky.

"Humble ants, you have to pay the price for trampling on the dignity of the noble dragons!" The dragon hovered high in the air with a deafening roar, its massive claws slashing at the space in front of it.

"Boom boom" suddenly sounded like thunder, and the air at the fingertips of the dragon's claws was like thunder, with the dragon as the center, setting off a terrifying sharp light, spreading outward.

Everywhere Rui Mang went, whether it was a creature or an object, it was all cut in two, whether it was a powerful demonic beast or a rare stone, it was impossible to escape the fate of shattering.

This extremely strong edge immediately fell in front of Arter's face with extreme speed, and slashed heavily at the cornucopia shield held by Artling's body.

"Absolute defense, reflex!" Art's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole, and he roared violently, and almost at the same time, Art's spiritual power activated the two skills in the cornucopia. (To be continued.) )