Facing the blazing white light sword qi that shot in, Lin Mo suddenly shouted coldly, "Light shield!"

A spell shield that emitted a faint white light and a rapid flow of runes appeared in the flat air in front of him, blocking the oncoming sword qi just right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a horrified expression on his face, Grand Priest Yiluo originally thought that that round of light spell shields was about to meet the same fate as the previous two rounds of spell shields.

Boom!~

It was as if a heavy hammer had smashed into the city wall, and a huge muffled sound instantly spread throughout the small half of the camp.

The seemingly fragile spell shield trembled violently, and it seemed that it would collapse into countless points of light and dissipate in the air at any time, unexpectedly, it still persevered in the end, and the fierce sword qi lost its original sharpness, and it was shortened little by little on the shield surface, and finally exploded and dispersed.

Lin Mo didn't intend to stop arguing with the other party, but shouted again: "Shining Spirit Arrow Curtain!"

In a moment's breath, a dazzling ball of blazing white light quickly condensed in front of him, and then more than three feet long light arrows surged out continuously, as if destroying the withering and decaying, crushing the camp tent that was torn apart by the sword qi not far in front of him, and fiercely covering the attacker's location.

"Mo, Lord Morin!"

Not only was it too late to stop the attacker's sword qi, but it was also too late to stop Lin Mo's counterattack, but the mouth of the great priest Yi Luo opened wider and wider.

The scene in front of him completely subverted his perception of this dragon knight of the Silan Empire, he unleashed the "Shining Spirit Arrow Curtain" so effortlessly, and it seemed that the power was even greater than the "Shining Spirit Arrow Curtain" he released.

The camp was completely razed to the ground in the blink of an eye, and the warrior standing behind the camp was completely exposed, and the cold sword was swung so hard that he could not enter, and he flew back again and again.

The endless arrows of light had no intention of stopping, and they still bit him unrelentingly, and soon spread the destructive power to a larger area.

"Shining Arrows!Who is unleashing?Did the Dark Sanctuary come in?"

"Which priest is it?"

The violent elemental fluctuations caused by the ninth-order light spell caused the entire camp to boil for just over ten breaths. The entire camp was shot into chaos by this ninth-order light spell.

Because it was a high-level light spell that caused the damage, the Light God Court Expeditionary Force in the camp did not react in time, if the people of the Dark Sanctuary were so destroyed here, I am afraid that they would be attacked in the first place, unlike now, whether it is a paladin, a paladin, a priest or others, they only know that there is a guy who is going crazy, but they do not regard the other party as an enemy at all, and they also do not take any measures to respond to the enemy. Just do everything you can to dodge or parry so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

Even the paladins who surrounded the dragon knights and the golden dragons looked at each other suspiciously, although they still maintained their vigilance.

What is the origin of this Light Spellcaster? Could it be the Priest from the City of Light?

But how come they had never heard of such a number one?

"Bastard! Who's fighting?"

An old voice sounded, and the surrounding air shook violently, and the ball of light condensed in front of Lin Mo collapsed on the spot, and the "Shining Spirit Arrow Curtain" became a rootless tree that could no longer last.

"Bishop Panjimo. I don't know where the wild boy came from, when did such a guy exist in our Bright God Court. ”

A burly warrior finally emerged, his pure white armor looking intact, but the scarlet cloak behind him looked like strips of rag. Obviously, when he was dodging in embarrassment just now, he was torn apart by the dense light arrows that were fired.

"I didn't expect the famous Divergent Star God General to be so embarrassed!"

Surrounded by several priests, a bald old man with a wrinkled face walked over unhurriedly.

"Bishop Panzhimo, it's just a misunderstanding!"

Yiluo was shocked. Finally reacted, and hurriedly saluted the Lord Bishop of January, who had calmed the battle.

"Not necessarily! You have to give me an explanation, or else. Hmph!"

Lin Mo stretched out his hand and fished back, and said in a cold voice, he didn't give the Great Priest Yi Luo a chance to try to ease the atmosphere between the two sides.

Since you want to provoke, then you must be ready to bear the cost.

"Hehehehe, it's really arrogant, who do you think you are? And with a dragon sword, who are you scared? I admit that you are very powerful at releasing spells, but if you just use the sword, I can beat you a hundred!"

The burly and rugged god general laughed unscrupulously, pointed at Lin Mo with his big sword, and said with confidence: "This is the camp of the Bright God Court, you'd better be honest with me, it's just a giant dragon, it's not enough for us to take it to heart." ”

"Young man, where did you come from, to think that with your dragon mount companion, you don't have to salute when you see the Bishop?And your armor, what is the matter? Why is it black?Did you betray the light and intend to throw yourself into the darkness?"

January Bishop Pan Zhimo looked at the dragon knight coldly, his tone became more and more violent, the essence of his eyes flashed, and an invisible pressure grabbed Lin Mo suddenly.

"Salute!

Despite being shrouded in inexplicable pressure, Lin Mo still stood as straight as a javelin and did not show weakness.

"Huh?"

The Bishop snorted coldly, and the pressure increased even more.

"Haha, against the Bishop, don't kneel yet!"

Before he could swing out a sword qi, the god general who was made to jump laughed gloatingly, and by the way, he intimidated a few words, and got back the loss that he had just dodged in embarrassment.

Yi Luo saw that the two sides were getting stiffer and stiffer as they spoke, and hurriedly reminded: "Lord Bishop, this dragon knight is not from the Bright Divine Court, but the dragon knight of the Silan Empire!" But she was worried, for fear that the two sides would have no room for maneuver, and it was not a trivial matter for the Bright Divine Court.

"What? He, he's the dragon knight of the Slan Empire?"

The god gave birth to a trace of misfortune in the bottom of his heart, and only then did he swing his sword qi, just because he saw the other party's black knight heavy armor, he immediately regarded it as a dragon knight of the Dark Sanctuary.

"Dragon Knight, Black Armor!"

January Bishop Pan Zhimo frowned, suddenly thought of something, and spoke again: "The dragon knight of the Silan Empire, Mo Lin, is it?"

In this way, it can be explained why the other party has a dragon and can also release powerful light spells.

His Holiness the Pope once sent someone to send a scroll of light spells to the Slan Empire, although he didn't tell anyone else, but as one of the twelve bishops of the Bright Divine Court, he still knew something, although he didn't understand why the Pope did this, but now it seems that he can understand one or two of the reasons.

"It's me, Bishop Panzhimo of the Bright Divine Court, I think you and that divine general should give our Slan Empire an explanation, otherwise I will regard your actions as a provocation to the Slan Empire, or even a declaration of war!"

The pressure on Lin Mo's body did not disappear, the hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter, and there seemed to be a volcano about to awaken in the body under the tactical armor of the "Dragon General".

"Hmph!~ Since you have such a cultivation, why don't you take refuge in my Bright Divine Court, it's a pity that a talent like you is placed outside, it's better to stay and be my first great priest, to ensure that you have an admirable status and power, and it is not impossible for me to pass on the position of Bishop of January to you in the future. ”

Bishop January apparently didn't take the Terran Empire's dragon knight's warnings and threats to heart, but instead intended to convince the other party.

The first archpriest of January?

O God of Light, did I hear me right?

It's not just the great priest Yiluo, but also the god general Qixing, all of them are stunned with frozen expressions, this is the rhythm to be cultivated as a successor!

The corners of the god's mouth twitched, and a trace of envy and jealousy flashed in his eyes, the hateful fellow, he was able to get such a level of appreciation from the bishop, he couldn't wait to kill the other party with a sword, and he took this opportunity himself.

Yiluo's expression was complicated, she hoped that Lin Mo would be able to agree to this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but she didn't want to see him lose his freedom because of this, like a bird trapped in a cage, driven by Lord Bishop January at will.

However, it is conceivable that once Lord Bishop January accepts this priest with a golden dragon, his power in the Bright God Court will inevitably increase, and even surpass the other bishops, which is not what other bishops want to see.

"Don't think about it! Fight or not fight! Give me your choice!"

"Roar!"

As soon as Lin Mo's words fell, the golden dragon showed a hideous color, and the scales composed of sharp blades were completely stretched, and the golden dragon clan's slaughtering technique "Thorn Storm" was ready to attack.

"I'm not convinced, I'd like to see how hard your bones are?"

Bishop Pan Zhimo of January did not seem to give up, even if he offended the Slan Empire because of this, and began to chant incantations on his own.

"Bishop Panjimo!"

The face of the archpriest Yiluo became very ugly, and the bishop of January was determined to take Lord Morin under the standard.

"Yiluo, do your own duty, what the bishop does, there is naturally an adult's reason. ”

The god held the star in front of Iro.

"Death to Uncle Long!"

The golden dragon roared angrily, and was about to launch the "Thorn Storm" only to find that the many formed three-edged spiral blade thorns on its wings seemed to have lost their response, and not even one of them was launched, and even its body became unresponsive and unable to move.

Then it shook and whispered like a bell in its ears (it sounded like a nagging old man in gold).

What's going on?

The gold coin was shocked to find that these annoying murmurs seemed to come from the depths of his dragon soul, to be precise, it should be the dragon god contract and another forbidden contract of life and death.

The golden dragon is about to burst into tears, Nima's dragon knight, Uncle Long has been affected by you.

- (To be continued.) )