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Temple of Ice, mysterious high platform.

Xing Ling Tulas is still trying to study the various mysterious and strange patterns carved on it, but half of this work has to be temporarily suspended.

No way, the old dragon is back!

The expected fire between the fire man and the old dragon did not happen, or it happened too shortly, so that the old dragon that was rushed back from the failure of the real entrance to Tulas could be blocked on the high platform.

Seeing the ice-bone dragons and nasks that broke through the fog and reappeared in front of their eyes, the star spirits of Dallas were somewhat embarrassed.

This old dragon is simply too bad!

After the ice dragons forcibly transformed into the ice-bone dragons, the scales and flesh and blood of the Naxs have disappeared, leaving only the skeleton bones and the hugely exaggerated flag-like spurs that are more than the steel.

In the blue-gray keel, periosteum, and suture, the blue is bright and the eye-catching cold ice is filled. The blue cold force is filled with the chest cavity and skull of the bone dragon, and it is also condensed into a series of strange ice flower runes.

A layer of transparent blue ice crystals wraps every inch of bone on the bone dragon body. If you want to attack the body of the bone dragon, the first one needs to break through the ice field in vitro, and the second one needs to break through the ice crystal protection.

Only by breaking the two layers of basic defense, it is possible to extend the attack to the body of the bone dragon!

In this chilly ice temple, Nax seems to have endless power, and can use the horrible cold power extravagantly.

This is its nest and its home!

In this temple of ice, it is impossible for any 4th-order creature to defeat the ice-cold dragon nasks that have the support of the ancient winter.

But there are exceptions to everything!

The only thing that can defeat a super-order sacred device is another super-order sacred device!

I dare not bring the shackles of the winter to the body, and I can only endlessly draw the old dragons of the power inside. Suddenly, Grim, who has two super-level witches in his hands, naturally fell down.

The terrible golden flames sizzled on the body of the old dragon, and it was impossible to get rid of them by letting the old dragons fight and gather the cold. The golden flame and the blue chill are madly raging in it, colliding with it, causing almost all the energy riots in the old dragon.

The once-elegant, arrogant, sacred, and sturdy icy bone dragons are now a flame in the half body and half body is ice. The two strange laws force the battlefield with its body, fueled by its energy and life, and madly confront each other.

And what they consume every time they collide with each other is the most reluctant vitality of Nax...

The Frost Bone Nyx was almost hard to see by the fire, and stumbled back to the mysterious platform.

Now it is urgently needed for the help of the ancient winter.

Only the pure and abundant winter power in it can pour out the **** flame on the dragon's body. However, it rushed back to the vicinity of the high platform, and at first glance saw the horrible protagonist who was trying to crack the array.

Nax is almost crazy.

Although it has been hit hard by the law of fire, but the power of a stalwart and the powerful dragon language magic are still there, and you can fear a thief who is not influential!

A big mouth, a group of icy dragons intertwined with ice and fire hit the group of blue stars.

Damn, how did this old dragon come back so fast...

While secretly vomiting, the star Linglas flashed in the body, and quickly gathered a few shields in front of him, blocking the hot ice and cold dragons that swept away.

If the flames and the chill are nothing, this shield constructed by the solitude can perfectly defend the magic particles of any element. But the power of the two laws attached to the dragon's breath is the most terrible.

They stick to the shield with the hot flames and the extremely cold dragons. They are madly destroying the stability of the solitude while entangled in each other.

A few faceful shields failed to adhere to the end of the dragon's breath and burst into a splendid fireworks in a burst of bursts.

The next moment, the old dragon was burned to the blackened dragon mouth, smashing the fireworks of the sky, biting to the beautiful body of the blue cloud of the Protoss.

Damn, it turned out to be the power of the dual attribute law, still so strange ice and fire...

The Star Spirit Tulas had no time to curse, and a flashing body shifted a hundred meters, avoiding the horrible mouth under the hood.

However, its body just emerged, and the old dragon’s long-burning dragon-tailed dragonfly appeared in front of it with a whistling wind blowing through the fog.

After all, it was the home of Nax, and the slightest energy changes and disturbances in the Temple of Ice could not pass through its eyes and ears. Therefore, he was not willing to leave the high platform too far, and the distance that flashed a little closer to Tulas immediately suffered the second combo of the old dragon.

This next star, Turas, has no time to react.

The thick and sturdy dragon's tail straightly crushed a few visor shields that had just emerged, and slammed them on the strange body of Turas' cloud.

There is no bone bursting, the sound of flesh and blood bursting, the blue light group that is purely condensed by the invisible cloud and the starlight nodes inside are all broken up by this terrible force.

The blue group disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it was already in the depths of a fog five hundred meters away.

After a difficult assembly and combination, the cluster was re-agglomerated. However, the starlight nodes that built the star's torso have lost more than half of them, and the cloud-like energy of the outer periphery of the body has lost nearly 30%.

"Damn damn... this can be a big loss!" Tulas hardly supported his body and hated: "The secluded circuit was broken up and reorganized, and the solace also lost 30%. Such a big loss has not been a hundred years. I am afraid it will not make up for it! The **** old dragon, I will let you pay the price..."

While cursing in a low voice, Tulas adjusted the amount of abilities.

Soon, countless strange lights hit in all directions, and its singular body once again disappeared into the fog.

After driving away the star spirit, Tulas, the old dragon Nax rushed back to the high platform. Its breath just touched the dense rune lines on the table, and a strange light pattern appeared, completely covering it.

The soul of the old dragon interacted with the light pattern, and after a series of verifications and auditions, the center of Gaotai finally lit up a ray of light. The smooth cyanite plate opened a tiny opening, and the inside was full of intensity. Substantial frost and cold air.

When the liquid frost and cold air contacted the outside air, it immediately decomposed into a misty, sticky mist that spreads in all directions. The old dragon can't wait to get the big mouth in front of the hole, and greedily absorbs the power of this liquid cold.

It is also strange to say that the force of the cold is in the body, and the golden flame that burns everywhere in the torso of the dragon is extinguished instantly. The blue ice power once again ruled the whole body, and even the keel that leaked out after the ice crystals were damaged was re-coated with a layer of ice crystal armor after the cold air flow.

However, with the strength of the cold, there is an unusually bleak death.

Their influx immediately made the old dragon's original lifeful atmosphere become rotten and boring. Many of the delicate blue keels began to turn black and yellow in an instant, and the rancid smell of an undead creature immediately entangled the soul of Nax.

As a dragon that once arrogant and stalwart, it has always been extremely disgusting for undead!

But now, for more powerful power, it has to give up the pride and glory of the dragon and devote itself to the embrace of undead. For Nax, who has always regarded glory as life, the impact on its soul is undoubtedly huge!

However, at this critical moment, it is not allowed to continue to be ambiguous.

The old dragon Nax screamed his nose, and the violent and fierce cold force mixed with the horrible death of the horrible death of the soul, eagerly transformed it into a shape suitable for the super-order sacred.

If there is no invasion by foreign enemies, it can stretch the transformation process to hundreds of years. In this way, the suffering of the soul source can be shared by the long years.

But now, it doesn't have that much time, and it can only be put to death and adventure!

As a result, the risk of failure to reform has increased dramatically.

The old dragon Nexus raised the dragon's neck and gave him a painful and sturdy long squat. The body that was just blue and blue was now rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The power of the cold and the power of death are intertwined in its body, making its body like a brush of ink, quickly becoming black and brittle.

This double transformation from the body to the soul, the shock to the soul and the source of life is not affordable for ordinary people.

Even the old Dragon Nax can only mourn with desperation, using the sound waves of the fierce dragon to vent their unspeakable terrible pain!

The fog continued to tremble.

Near the high platform, one left and one right, two strange figures slowly came out.

They looked at the dragons on the high platform and looked at each other. They looked at each other again, and their eyes were full of greed that could not be covered and vigilance against strong enemies.

"I don't think you are so deep hidden..." The Lich Congers on the left spoke first: "It seems that the Wisdom of the Wisdom has been completely surrendered by you, otherwise you may not have such a powerful power. !"

Its scarlet soul fire swept over the book-type witch that Grimm held in his hand, full of deep regrets and endless regrets.

I knew that the wisdom of the Holy Scriptures was so powerful. That time, in the Morian position, it was the same as the fire man who had to lose both.

But now it’s too late to say anything.

The other party has apparently surrendered the wisdom of the Holy Scriptures and assimilated them into their own witches. It is unwise to go to the past in this time.