Unlike the orthodox dragons of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep who prefer to fight in their dragon form, Sarean doesn't foolishly fix himself into one form.

Sarean has the trait of a druid, and will change the form that best suits the current battle situation according to the actual situation.

Now, for example, the chains that had been tied to his feet a second ago suddenly came loose automatically.

The stout dragon's feet shrank significantly, and the iron rope naturally couldn't be locked.

Transformed into a storm raven, Sarjan nimbly rolled through the air, his sharp claws clutching at the face of the leader of the Iron Vikus, sharp nails even snapping into his eyes.

The Iron Viku don't have any real eyeballs, their eyes glint with a thunderous glow.

The eyes, which are made of pure energy, do not feel pain when hit.

But in any case, the eye is a window into the world.

The window of the Iron Viku leader's vision was obscured, and he could only swing his battle axe in mid-air in a frenzy of impotence, trying to try his luck and slash at Sarren's body.

Sarjan wasn't so stupid, and after catching the enemy, he immediately let go of his claws and transformed again in midair.

"You go down for me!"

"Boom!"

The Valagar sword slashed at the opponent's steel body with a clashing sound of gold and iron, and the sharp artifact greatsword cut a deep wound.

With a single hit, the prepared Sarian raised his leg and kicked on the opponent, retreated with the reverse force, and once again changed into a storm crow form and hovered in the air.

"Ahhhh

The leader of the Iron Viku who fell from the sky let out a panicked cry, and soon followed in the footsteps of his men, slamming into the ice below, trapped in the ice and unable to move.

Flapping his wings and landing steadily on the ground, Saljan, who had returned to his human form, walked to the pit with his sword in both hands to mend his sword.

It sounds like the battle has been going on for a long time, but in fact, it has only been more than a minute since the battle began.

After slaying all the Ancestral Dragons, Saljan was left with only the struggling leader of the Iron Viku.

"Can't you talk well? I have to die. ”

"But it's just right."

Sarjan raised his sword with an indifferent expression: "Lest I find another reason to kill my mouth, you have helped me make a choice first." ”

"Thank you, and then, goodbye!"

"Boom!"

……

Easily dealt with a group of Iron Viku miscellaneous soldiers, and Salian didn't even sweat much.

After a cursory glance, these Iron Viku and Ancestral Dragons are between 30 and 40 levels, much stronger than the soldiers of the mortal race, but for the current Saljan, it is just like that, chopping melons and vegetables.

"Not enough."

Finally being aroused, it was over before it was enjoyable, and Salian smacked his lips with some dissatisfaction.

"Stella, did you find any clues?"

Xiaoxing shook his head: "No, maybe the other party is hiding outside my perception range, or maybe they are not nearby at all." ”

"Nope."

Salian hooked the corners of his mouth with a smirk, and glanced around with a grim look.

"Those guys who are good at hiding must be there, but they are just cautious and don't make a move."

The corners of Tikdios's eyebrows, who were still stealth, twitched slightly, and he glanced back at Varimathas, who was still angry, as if with deep meaning.

"Let's go, we should go back, we can't leave Naozu too much free time, that guy can't be trusted."

"But ......"

Tikdios kicked Valimassas in the back, kicking him out of his stealth state.

"Since you want to take this opportunity to show yourself, go ahead, and we're here to cheer you on."

The Dreadlord suddenly fell out of the shadows and immediately attracted the attention of Saren and Stellagosa.

"How dare you come out?! It came at the right time! ”

Sarjan, who was already in high spirits, immediately became excited, but he immediately rushed towards the other party without a fever in his head.

"Stella!"

Stellagosa, who had already prepared for the spell, immediately took action.

The gravitational spell that had been passed down from Senagos had enveloped Varimathas almost the moment he appeared.

At this time, Varimasas was still furious at Tikdios's betrayal of his companions, and his reaction speed was noticeably slower by half a beat.

When he was covered by the gravitational spell and tried to break free, Stella Gosa had already completed the construction of the entire spell model, forcibly pulling him from the ice field more than a hundred meters away.

In mid-air, Varimasas, unable to control his balance, woke up from a dream and struggled to break free from the control of the spell.

However, due to the inertia of movement, it was difficult for him to change his posture in a short period of time, and he barely flapped a pair of bat's big wings in an attempt to reduce the speed of approaching the enemy.

At the same time that Stellagosa's gravitational spell took effect, Salaen also took action.

He took a step sideways to block in front of the little star who was concentrating on casting spells, and set up an offensive posture in advance, and the old god was waiting for the Dreaddemon King to deliver it to the door.

When Varimasas spread his wings to increase his resistance and slow down, Salaan didn't give him a chance to adjust his posture, and launched his charging skill to turn into an afterimage, knocking the enemy who turned his body right on the way.

Although Varimathas barely raised his arms to block in front of him at the last minute, the onslaught of impact still took its toll on him.

"Ahem!"

With a painful cough, Varimasas did not resist the pain and confronted Sarjan, and immediately flew backwards after gaining a foothold, trying to lure Sarjan back to his companions.

Although it is unclear why Tikdios threw himself out as bait, as a member of Nasrezm, Warimasas can guarantee that the old hidden ones are definitely not gone, and they are still hiding in place and waiting for their chance.

As soon as he saw Varimasas's movements, Salian knew that this guy wanted to run.

"Can you run away?"

Varimathas did break free from Stellagosa's spells, but the model of the spells that had been built was not shattered, and with a little guidance, it could be used again.

As he was about to flapp his wings and fly backwards, Varimassas suddenly felt a familiar tightness in his body.

"Again?!"

Before he could gather his strength to break free, the two great swords in Sarjan's hands had already been slashed off his head.

Now Valimathas is facing an awkward situation, and if he dodges Sarjan's attack, he will be pulled towards Malygos again.

In case that powerful Blue Dragon King came back to his senses, there would be absolutely no way to survive with his small body.

But if he didn't dodge, these two powerful swords would split through his defenseless body.

Even if a demon can't die outside of the Twisted Void, the resurrection of the Reading Strip is a painful process, and it won't be able to communicate with anyone else for at least a few decades.

And that's just one of them.

The Burning Legion is very strict with demons who fail in their missions, and if Warimathas just dies empty-handed, God knows how Kil'Gardan will vent his anger.

Dead left and right, Varimathas decided to give it a go.

Hardened against Sarren's attack, Varimathas chose to break free from Stellagosa's grip first.

After regaining his freedom, Varimathas immediately raised his left hand to block it.

There was a momentary delay when Valagar's sword slashed into Nasrezm's flesh, and Valimasas took the opportunity to drop his elbow-severing left arm and fall backwards in pain, finally escaping Sarjan's attack.

But before Varimatas could see a look of grief on his face, Sarian suddenly threw his head back and inhaled deeply, and sparks began to emerge from his nostrils.

"Isn't it?"

Varimasas's eyes widened, ignoring the wound on his left arm, which was still spurting blood, and gathered the bat wing behind him to block it.

"Aang!"

The dragon's breath in human form doesn't do maximum damage, but it's fast enough to take effect quickly with a single breath.

"Ahh

Varimathas was burned by the flames of life.

But his suffering is not over.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Losing the lead, Varimatas failed to catch the fish as Tikdios expected, and was beaten by the prepared Sarian and Stellagosa throughout the whole process, and did not even have a chance to fight back.

Finally holding out until the pocket version of the dragon's breath subsided, Varimatas didn't even have time to feel sorry for the wings that had been burned to a skeleton.

A blue dragon cub was suspended above where Stellagosa was standing, staring at him with arcane eyes, his chest already bulging high.

"Damn! Tikdios, this is not the end of the matter, I ......"

"Aang!"

Chapter 431: Such a Coincident, You Also Fish?