Carrying a black spear, he stood two hundred meters away from the undead dragon and stopped, and he unleashed the reaper's summoning on the undead dragon and the soul imprisonment on the necromancer on its head.

But in Tofred's eyes, all this was just the bird-beaked doctor reaching out to greet him, and the soul magic had no effect on them.

"I've been watching you." Toffred crossed his arms and said, the wind in the air blowing his magic robe, adding to his compulsion, "I feel the breath of the holy relic in you, the zombie lord was rebelled against you, where is it?" ”

Toffred didn't know much about what was happening outside the city.

"It's going that way." He pointed his spear at the east.

"Gather the zombie team in East Cold? I guessed it a long time ago. Toffred twisted his neck, "It's foolish to know that I have an undead dragon and it's betrayal, I'll go find it after retrieving it." ”

"I don't think your undead dragon is better than it." He looked at the dumbfounded undead dragon and said, "It's not smart in terms of intelligence. ”

"You're insulting my masterpiece?" Hearing this, Toffred lowered his arm, and the undead dragon beneath his feet began to limp forward, as it seemed that the sacrifice of the Templars had not been without gain.

"You like this kind of bumpy work?" He wanted to see if the skin of the undead dragon was as thick as Shenghui's armor, but the undead dragon did not fight in close quarters as he imagined, only to see that it suddenly landed on all fours before stepping into the attack range of the Grip of Death, and the fireball thrown in front of it by the necromancer suddenly grew into a mouth, and a cloud of fire oil was sprayed out by it.

"Whew~" The dragon breathed, and the sea of fire was overwhelming, and he was shocked when he saw this, and the black spear in his hand was directly inserted into the ground by him and bent and jumped hard, and then he saw that the sea of fire almost pushed him and flew out.

The speed of the pole vault was still a little slower, and the masturbation was covered with burning oil in mid-air, and the scorching sensation came instantly.

Seeing that he was about to land, he hurriedly released the grip of death, and the uncle and others who were watching from a distance saw a pit bang on the ground in front of them, and then the sage like a burning man smashed directly into it, and then bulldozed the pit with his empty hands.

"It is worthy of a heretical war, and the loser is buried on the spot." The uncle and the group of warriors looked at the scene in front of them and felt that their three views were crooked, but the sage was still there, and they saw that the sea of fire in front of them was gradually extinguished, and the huge undead dragon rushed directly towards the flames.

"My holy spear has been buried with the Sage, and you know I can't win it without it." The Closing Nun looked at the terrifying monster that was running with a thump, swallowed and said, "Let's run." ”

"It's like you can win the Holy Spear." The uncle holding the cross on guard stepped back slightly when he heard the words of the end, and then turned around and ran.

"Wait for me!" Everyone who was about to run saw that the uncle was so neat and followed, and for a while, seeing that the prey was about to flee, Toffred threw the fireball again, and the undead dragon opened its mouth again, and saw that the dragon's breath was instantly formed, but it broke off with a bang, and turned into a large fireball and fell at the feet of the undead dragon.

The undead dragon screamed, its throat was crushed by something, and the black oil and minced flesh flowed down its throat, splashing onto the fire under its feet and instantly ignited, and in an instant the dragon's predecessor was all trapped in the flames, it screamed in pain, and the necromancer standing above his head hurriedly grabbed its dragon horns.

"How so? Where did the attack come from! Toffred exasperated, he looked at the buried and the fleeing, looked around and found no enemy, he hurriedly communicated with his pet, and after several pacifications, the dragon's neck began to heal rapidly, and the burning predecessor was squeezed out by the scales that had grown inside.

Whoa~ Taking off the waste meat that burned like a hill, the undead dragon seemed to be one layer smaller, and when Toffred was thinking about whether to find a hidden enemy or go around the fire to pursue its prey, the undead dragon suddenly let out another scream at his feet, and its throat was pinched and exploded again.

"Despicable sneak attackers come out!" Toffred roared angrily, but he looked around, including the feet of the undead dragon, but still found nothing, and couldn't help but suspect that the evil spirit of the enemy who had just been burned by the dragon's breath was at work.

He didn't have time to dig up the ground to retrieve the artifact, and he urged the pet to get out of here without even treating it.

The undead dragon has a low level of intelligence, it knows what is right, and it turns and runs at the command of its master, but it is stopped after two steps, and its neck is thrown back, and the wound in its throat begins to deepen, and Toffred, who does not know where the enemy is, can only hurry in its mournful voice.

Seeing that his achievements were about to fall, the anxious necromancer suddenly burst into consciousness, and he suddenly looked at the ground not far ahead, and then ordered his pet to rush there.

"Bang!"

The undead dragon gouged out the bird's beak doctor buried in the ground with one claw and put it in front of his eyes, and Toffred looked at the charred corpse with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, even if he turned into a ghost, he would be hurt by destroying the stored corpse.

"Pinch and explode his corpse!" Toffred ordered.

However, the undead dragon did not do so, and the claw fingers holding the corpse were broken with a bang, and Tofred narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and a bone spear was thrown by him.

"When~" The bone spear was swung out by the spear in the corpse's hand, and how could Toffrid, who saw the corpse move, not know that he was not dead, and in an instant, all the magic bottles hidden in his body were smashed over.

The Birdbeak Doctor moved, and with a spear in his hand, he jumped on the forelimbs of the undead dragon, and ran quickly to avoid the magic and the slap of the undead dragon that erupted from the opposite side, until it reached the back of the undead dragon, and only then did it fight back, and the necromancer was fixed on the dragon's head with one shot.

"You can also be considered a talent to be able to research an undead dragon that can breathe dragon breath semi-automatically, do you think it can evolve into a fire dragon?" He ran to the necromancer who was seriously injured and couldn't struggle, searched for some phosphorus powder, looked at the necromancer who was staring at him but couldn't speak, smiled slightly, and then dodged the wings of the undead dragon and pry it back, and used the Death Grip to open the back of the undead dragon and threw the burning phosphorus powder down.

"Roar!" The internal combustion made the undead dragon no longer care about the feelings of the owner above his head and began to roll wildly on the ground, and the man who had already fled to the ground looked at the fire coldly, and the nailed necromancer on the dragon's head was still breathing, he stared at the figure of the dragon, his eyes were full of resentment.

The fleeing uncle had already led the people back slowly, and they couldn't help but cover their noses as they looked at the huge burning corpse, this monster didn't seem to be as difficult to deal with as they imagined.

"Mr. Sage, are you alright?" The uncle walked up to Tuse's side and asked cautiously, at this time he was covered in mud, and the magic robe on his whole body seemed to be integrated with his body.

"I'm fine, it's all skin trauma." Said indifferently.

"That's good." The uncle nodded when he heard this, and behaved very calmly, although he was sure that if the Sage wanted to take off his clothes, he would definitely pull off a layer of skin, but war was like this.

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