There was a dead silence in the room. ？

Golden Dragon King Sivaria Gordon, the first dragon king-level dragon of the primeval gods to abandon the dragon clan during the war and surrender to the gods. Because of his betrayal, the Golden Dragon Abyss Battle Fortress guarded by the Golden Dragon Clan was lost, and five thousand Golden Dragons were slaughtered by the gods.

Bavarian Gordon's betrayal provoked the wrath of many of the primeval dragons, and he was immediately ambushed by the dragons, and a hundred dragon mages joined forces to cast the dragon curse, beating him to the ground, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul.

As the first dragon king to betray the primeval dragons, Bavarian Gordon was appreciated by the gods, and his remnant soul was snatched away by the god of war, and he did not hesitate to spend his own divine blood and divine soul to nourish and nourish him gradually over the years.

After the War of the Primeval Gods, after a long period of destruction, Bavarian Gordon finally returned to the world in the middle of the Dark Calendar. As the first protector of the War Temple, the Holy Dragon King, he led thirty War Dragons to attack the city for the War Temple, and made a great name in the Dark Calendar Period.

Although Bavarian Gordon's strength has never returned to the peak state of the primeval god during the war due to his long slumber and heavy damage to his soul, he has been nourished by the blood and soul of the god of war, and now he still has the terrifying strength of the peak of a demigod.

In particular, the body of the dragon clan is extremely strong, and the simple ** strength of any giant dragon is equivalent to at least a hundred times that of humans in the same realm.

Such a powerful Bavarian Gordon was actually killed by Edith with a light blow, which made the three Yuan Sects in the belly of the mountain silent for a while, and they didn't say anything for a long time, Bavarian Gordon, he was nourished by the blood of the god of war, and his soul was repaired by a wisp of divine soul, and his strength had already stepped on the path of true power, and it was not at all comparable to ordinary demigods.

The Golden Dragon King, who has mastered the 'true power, although he has not recovered the strength he had at his peak, should not have killed him with a single blow!Unless Edith has also embarked on the path of true power and mastered the kind of terrifying power that is forbidden and even the vast majority of the core members of the Church are not qualified to touch.

The angry dragon groans rang out from above, and the two golden female dragons let out a long hoarse groan, and they retracted their huge dragon wings and transformed into two sturdy and tall blonde beauties, holding cross-flame dragon spears, swooping down from the sky like madmen.

"All the clergy, damn it!" Edith muttered under her breath, "The dragon who has taken refuge in the clergy should die too!"

There was still a trace of bright red blood on her slender white little hands, and Edith showed a smile without the slightest smile, she raised her hands high, and the void in front of her palms suddenly collapsed, and the two female dragons howled miserably and were sucked in by the suddenly collapsed space, and in the next moment, they appeared in front of Edith out of thin air.

Two powerful demigods descended from the female dragon wolf Bèi knelt on the ground, and Edity's small hand gently grasped their throats.

"Why did the proud dragon become the mount of the clergy?" said Edithy, looking at the frightened and desperate she-dragon in bewilderment, and then retracted her fingers slightly. Two dull bangs were heard, and the necks of the two female dragons were pinched by her, and the golden dragon blood spurted out like a tide, and the hot plasma sprinkled on the ground, completely evaporating the red plasma of the clergy on the ground.

Enzo and the others stood beside Edith, and the dragon's blood spurted out and sprinkled all over their bodies.

Including the golden dragon blood sprayed by Sivaria Gordon just now, Enzo and the others were sprayed all over by the viscous, high-temperature dragon blood. With Enzo's wry smile, the golden dragon's blood melted into their bodies with a terrifying heat, and their bodies were passively strengthened in all directions.

Forget the blood of the two demigod lower level female dragons, their blood has limited power.

However, all the blood of the former golden dragon king of Bavaria Gordon was nourished by the god of war with his own divine blood and divine soul, and after a long hibernation, the blood of the golden dragon king with the dragon body was restored, and every drop of his blood contained an incredible power.

The aura around Enzo and the others rolled like a tide, and the huge fluctuations in fighting qi made those clergy frown.

In particular, the clergy of the War Temple were so jealous that their eyes were red with the dragon blood of the Holy Dragon King, the first protector of the War Temple, and countless clergymen had such a dream, that is, they could bathe with the dragon blood of Bavaria Gordon to their heart's content, so that their bodies would become as powerful as the dragons, and their fighting spirit would be raised by several levels in a short period of time.

Now the dream has come true, this primeval dragon has really been killed, and the plasma all over his body has been sprayed, and there are really people who have been sprayed all over his plasma. But such a lucky person is not any clergyman of the Temple of War, but a group of lucky Gallic Dragoons!

Several of the Grand Knights of the Temple of War stared at Enzo and the others who were covered in golden flames, eager to pounce on them and slash Enzo to death. If it weren't for the unfathomable Edith, someone would have put this idea into practice.

Enzo let out a groan of pain, and the dragon's blood seeped into his body as if it were about to melt. His fighting spirit erupted uncontrollably, and in front of everyone's eyes, the fluctuations of his and several old brothers around him quickly broke through the heavenly position, directly crossed the strength of the saint level, and quickly reached the peak of the saint level, and then broke through the level of the saint master cleanly.

When the Dou Qi fluctuations in their Xiu Nei stabilized, the Dou Qi fluctuations emitted by Enzo and the others were the pinnacle level of the Saint Master's lower rank.

And in fact, if you discard the powerful disguise effect of the Misty Sky Pendant, Enzo's actual fighting spirit level has been raised to the level of the Saint Master's high level and the Saint Master's peak. A golden dragon king who was killed by Edith and nourished for countless years with divine blood and divine soul did indeed give Enzo great benefits.

It's a pity that a large amount of dragon blood has been wasted, and at least ninety percent of the dragon blood is spilled on the ground, and the essence energy in the dragon's blood is passing rapidly.

If all of Gordon's blood can be absorbed by one person, then at least he can create a lucky person with the high-level strength of a demigod, provided that his ** strength can withstand the infusion of such a huge force.

Enzo and the others gasped for breath, their bodies trembling, and they sat on the ground one by one.

Except for those in the Temple of War, the attention of many other clergy was still focused on Edithy. A cardinal of the Temple of Punishment, the Cardinal Archbishop of the Divine Crown, raised the scepter in his hand and scolded in a low voice: "Witch, you dare to attack and kill the Holy Temple Dragon King, your sins are unforgivable, you ......"

The impatient voices of the three Yuan Sects came from the belly of the mountain: "Stop talking nonsense, catch her, capture her alive, and then inflict all the divine punishment on her body, and figure out where her power comes from!"

With this impatient reprimand, three divine lights erupted from the mountain, and the old, vicissitudes, shriveled, and slow-moving Yuanzong walked out of the divine light. They stared at Edith as if Granda had seen a mountain of gold, and their eyes erupted with the ferocity and greed of a hungry wolf who had been hungry for a hundred days.

Edith looked so young, the aura emanating from her body was so fresh, the aura of her soul and body was so young, her strength could not have been cultivated by herself. So where does her power come from?

I have embarked on the path of true power and come into contact with that forbidden power, but this should be impossible!

After countless years of efforts by the Church and other great powers, such as the Temple of Odin, the Temple of Heaven, the Cult of Milo, and the efforts of other major religious forces on the continent, the true path of power has been deeply hidden. Anyone who dares to touch this forbidden power has long since been evaporated from the world, or forcibly conscripted into the clergy, or thrown into all kinds of divine prisons.

Even in the middle and late stages of the Dark Calendar, the church had never encountered a single Being, who had mastered the true power of the taboo, but now that Edith was standing in front of them so really, the three Yuan Sects were curious where she had gotten this power?

Who taught her this power?

Who touched the forbidden secret?

Who was behind the attack on Mount Divine Radiance? Could it be that the enemies of the gods have reappeared?

"Immature child, what a lovely little girl!" a Yuan Zong sighed in a low voice: "If I were tens of thousands of years younger, I think I would enjoy your youth and immaturity very happily." But now, I think I've lost that interest. ”

With a mysterious smile, this Yuanzong raised the scepter in his hand: "My name, God, Lawrence I." In the name of the gods, I would like to condemn you as a heretic, your sins are unforgivable, your soul will be destroyed, and your ** will be corrupted!"

Edith's long hair flew up in strands, and a black flame surrounded her. Her eyes were still so cold and ruthless, and only the figures of the three Yuan Sects were clearly imprinted in her pupils.

The Thunder God Temple slowly pressed downward, and countless spears condensed by golden thunder gradually locked onto Edithy's figure.

At this moment, Enzo suddenly jumped up, he drew his long sword, and shouted loudly: "In the name of the Imperial Law, I declare Edith as the suspect in the bloody case of Shenghui Mountain, and she must be judged by the Imperial Law in a just and fair environment!"

Yuanzong, who was about to make a move, let out a strange 'grunt, sound' in his throat, and he looked at Enzo in a daze, completely stupid.

All the clergy were dumbfounded, this inexplicable dragoon general, this unlucky bastard, this lucky man, where did he come from? Can't he see the situation here? In front of the supreme theocracy of the Church, the laws of the Empire, what kind of bullshit is that?