The holy spear more than ten meters long brought up a burning golden holy flame when it was wielded.

The angel vibrated its wings, and the holy spear pointed straight at the firmament.

Pillars of golden light flew out from her illusory figure, and around the demon dragon, they turned into flaming golden figures, they were wearing armor composed of holy flames, and their expressions were resolute.

A golden figure laughed and teased: "Jeanne, this opponent is quite energetic. ”

Another golden figure looked solemn: "Jill, now is not the time to talk nonsense. ”

"Mind your own business, Laher."

The twelve golden figures are like the twelve guardian knights under Jeanna, and they can only summon one person under normal circumstances, but with the blessing of the divine body, Jeanna summoned all the twelve guardian knights.

"Set up the formation, kill this demon dragon, now is not the time to say hello."

Jeanne was succinct.

"At your service, ma'am."

The twelve knights greeted her with a smile, and then immediately manipulated the weapon that the Holy Flame had turned into in their hands, and the golden glow rising from their bodies was implicated in each other, turning into a golden formation that completely enveloped the giant dragon in it.

Shermel's expression was heavy, and frankly, he didn't want to provoke such a tough opponent, but it had come to that. In addition, he has a small teleportation array on him, no matter how bad he is, he will not lose his life like Master Salman.

He and Mudryghi both thought that Master Salman was dead, after all, they didn't understand the other party's abilities, and the portable small teleportation props were quite rare in their eyes, plus Adil's relays were not clear, this misunderstanding may not be solved in a short time.

The brilliance of the spirit is soaring, like a falling star, falling on the body of the fire dragon, and the powerful recovery and blessing spells have given all-round blessings to all aspects of the fire dragon's attributes.

Jeanne's expression was extremely solemn, and there was no such carelessness as she usually wore on her face.

Under the reflection of the holy radiance, it is really like an angel in myths and legends, full of divine brilliance.

In the golden array, the phantoms of the holy spears slowly emerged, and the ancient runes (Runiven) appeared on their surfaces, densely packed, as if covering the sky and the sun, with the aura of a judge sitting high on the court, and aimed at Shermel.

Jeanne's solemn voice, emotionless, rang out: "Sinner, behead." ”

"It's a big scene."

Pranya put away her shield, her snow-white skin left a lot of burning marks when it blocked the fire dragon's breath, and even though her recovery power was far beyond that of ordinary people, it still looked a little shocking at this time.

She looked at Jeanne with a calm look, but she knew in her heart that she was a little envious.

The so-called heavily armed iron guards can only resist beatings, and they can't help him much after all?

"This is not a world of combat records."

Lothar furrowed her brow, worry written in her eyes.

In the battle record of the Wolf Civil War, Jeanne burned her life and died.

Although Jeanne was able to synchronize his "Nirvana", a talent derived from the tyrannical dragon, and even if he died in battle, he would be able to resurrect in the future, but the time it would take to make this process would take ten years, and he did not want to see such an outcome, both personally and practically.

In Lothar's heart, a sense of powerlessness couldn't help but emerge.

His current strength is still too weak, and the gap between the strength of the enemies he killed when he rushed into battle is too great, and after this fight, his experience gauge has not moved much at all.

Even if the mental power consumed is made up, what can he do now?

Even if he is released and enters the state of half-dragonization, his most powerful attack method is still the tyrannical dragon's dragon Yan, and with the blessing of the dual volcanic divinity, the power exerted may not be inferior to this Karelian fire dragon that is in the fire dragon rank and is even better than the tyrannical dragon.

But this kind of attack is simply impossible to cause much damage to the high-level fire dragon that can be immune to most fire attribute attacks, and when it comes to playing with fire, people are experts.

As for the holy spear

Now, Jeanne is doing it.

Praruo stroked the edge of the shrunken black shield, and her face did not show any emotion, but her unusual small movements could still show the anxiety in her heart at the moment.

She whispered, "If I could regain my strength."

She raised her head, her dark eyes were pierced by the blazing holy light, and she was still observing the battle situation without blinking.

She wanted to help Lothar more.

A place where the Casaji Guards are clustered.

"Master Mudrygui!"

Saladin couldn't help but shout.

He had limited knowledge of the power of the transcendent world, but he also knew that this was the critical moment for Master Shermel to fight the enemy, and in this case, you Mudrygui could not drop the chain.

"Rest easy."

Mudrygi's face was a little bitter, he did not follow the path of an orthodox wizard, his ability was not only restrained by the holy spear, but even the dragon flame of the fire dragon greatly limited his play, high temperature, flame, has always been an evil nemesis.

Now that Jeanne and Master Shermel, the fire dragon is fighting fiercely, where is his room to meddle?

"Saladin, I'll strike after Master Shermel has decided the victory with the enemy."

Underneath Mudryghi's black robe, his dark fingers clenched the staff in his hand.

If under normal circumstances, the enemy is so strong, with his character, at most he can help save Saladin, even if he is benevolent and righteous, where will he be on the battlefield in person on such a dangerous occasion?

Saladin stopped talking, his eyes swept over the frightened remnants of the retreating defeated generals, and his heart was full of emotion, and now, even Master Shermel had won the battle.

In the future, as long as Lothar does not die, it seems impossible for him to recover the Holy Land.

"With the flame on it, have you really abandoned your followers?"

Keng——

A holy spear was smashed headlong by the horns of the dragon's crown of the fire dragon, and it didn't think about its own defenses at all, and countless holy spears were nailed to its body, setting off countless ripples of magic - it was the protective array cast by Master Shermel.

Bang –

One after another, the holy spears exploded into countless brilliant golden dust.

With such a stormy attack, it seems that it is still difficult to break through the defense of this powerful spellcaster who is bent on defense in a short period of time.

Moreover, even if it broke through, it would be extremely difficult to accumulate injuries that would make it ineffective with the strong defense of this Karelian dragon.

It's this damn war of attrition again.

Jeanne muttered quietly.

When my strength is exhausted, it's time to burn my life again, and that's not something to be missed.

Bang –

A golden knight with a two-handed broadsword, whose body suddenly transforms into a ten-meter-tall giant, is Lahail (he is the one on the J of hearts).

This irascible knight took heavy steps at this moment, and slashed at the caster behind the fire dragon.

Shermel's spell casting did not stop at all.

He didn't pay attention to the fierce attack of the guardian knight in front of him, but once again covered the body of the fire dragon with layers of protective arrays, and now, as long as he focused on defense, he could win this battle.

Roar –

A high-pitched dragon roar rang out.

The fire dragon opened its bloody mouth again, and spat out incomparably hot dragon flames from its mouth.

The entire world shrouded in the golden spear array was immediately filled with this all-pervasive terrifying flame.

The golden Shengyan is clearly entangled with the orange-red Dragon Yanjing, like two giant pythons that are entangled together, fighting and devouring each other.

Almost immediately, Jeanne sensed that the energy in her body was running rapidly, and this kind of hard-fought and exhausting battle happened to be the last thing she wanted to face right now.

Could it be that you really have to work hard?

Jeanne bit her lip.

Now, the strongest under the command of the adults are himself and Cellinina, and the little girl Cellina can stand up is a matter of two words.

So, now you can only count on yourself.

"Little flag, I will bring you victory as always."

She silently made up her mind.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly broke into the golden gun array.

Step into Jeanne's array of guardian knights.

Lothar felt the terrifying heat of Hellfire, and he almost immediately turned into a half-dragon.

Layers of dense triangular scales enveloped him from head to toe.

The dual volcanic divinity of the tyrannical dragon was blessed on him, making him look like a red dragon in a young state at the moment.

The golden eyes became more and more conspicuous in the flames.

Behind him, the Demon Dragon Phantom, which was blended with the oriental dragon qi and added a bit of elegance, stood tall and was on par with the Karelian fire dragon opposite, and let out a roar full of provocation and disdain.

As if to say that the dragon committed to the feet of mankind is nothing more than a vicious dog that has been driven.