Hearing Muria's words, the face of the extremely old green dragon suddenly gloomed.

She really wanted to retreat, and the blood races that invited them to help all went wrong. It was all caught by a soul-level hunting monster knight who was not in the intelligence at all.

Then, there was this sudden golden dragon in front of me. According to the results of the recent battle, it can basically be determined that he is the descendant of the Dragon King described in the inherited memory. Higher dragons with blood ranks above ancestor dragons.

As soon as he appeared, the fierce red dragon Scarlet Wings Outlet was crippled, or the red dragon was best at melee combat.

Then he cut the four soul-level werewolves who wanted to rescue it into two, and it seemed that they were basically unable to survive.

Its style is so cruel and sturdy that it doesn't look like a golden dragon. The powerful fighting force made the extremely old green dragon feel a hint of fear.

Now, except for their green dragons, none of them can play.

The low- and medium-level werewolves below are just cannon fodder.

The five cardinals who died and were wounded in the dark siege of Variant, fused with the moat, all jumped out at this time, with a ticket of the Golden Paladin and Priest, began to slaughter those werewolves.

Several of the archbishops of Red also ran to the position where Muria cut off four soul-level werewolves. It seemed that they wanted to do something to these higher werewolves.

"We're leaving, can you stop it?" The very old green dragon glanced at the uneasy green dragon beside him, and asked with a peculiar pride. She couldn't beat, but she was confident she could run away.

"Why can't you stop it?" Muria asked, a hint of irony in her eyes.

"Wow!" A sound of friction from a metal chain sounded. In the horrified eyes of many green dragons, a star was shining, as if a chain of galaxies condensed from the majestic golden dragon in front of him.

Then, one, two, four, eight, eight ... they split into hundreds of chains in the blink of an eye, and then interwoven into a large metal net, covering the sky above them.

The moment the chain appeared, some green dragons felt uncomfortable and wanted to cast their spells to run, but all the spells like any door were invalidated and could not be formed.

"What do you want to do?" When you saw the sky overhead covered with a large star-studded net, I felt that the surrounding space was blocked, and even flapped my wings, I felt that there was some stasis in the air, and the very old green dragon knew that there was something wrong. That ’s great.

"It's just that I want to keep you all." Muria grinned, revealing the white dragon teeth.

"Crazy, you are only second-order soulful, and you want to fight so many dragons against us." A senior green dragon, third-order soulful, shouted, relying on his own dragons, let out his own murmur against Murray. Ya's fear.

"Brush!" Muria ignored it, the wings of the dragon opened, and they fanned gently, and the huge dragon body rushed to the old green dragon who spoke. Burning dragon flames, lingering around the thunder of the dragon's claws.

"Crap!" Layers and layers of aura shields emerged. The old dragon also deployed many layers of defensive spells on his body, but it was useless, under Muria's dragon claws wearing the Saint Yaohuang Abyss These defensive spells are as weak as paper and broken at the touch.

In the horrified gaze of this old green dragon, Muria's claw grabbed its neck, "click!" The sound of bone fracture came, and the thick claw fell deeply into the neck of the dragon. Among the muscles, the distortion of his neck was very serious and looked rather pitiful.

"Let her go!" When Muria saw an assault, she grabbed a soul-level green dragon. The other soul-green dragons were frightened and cast spells on Muria.

Lightning Storm!

A finger of death!

Advanced spell reduction!

Black Flame!

Bigger than King Kong!

...... Spells after spells were exhibited by the green dragons, forming a mighty torrent of spells, flooding into Muria's large and dazzling dragon body, there is no need to worry about hitting.

Because Muria was not prepared to dodge at all. Under the sluggish eyes of many green dragons, this one dragon claw was holding a golden dragon struggling to struggle with the old green dragon. All their spell attacks.

boom! boom! boom!

One after another the colorful, bright, yet terrifying elemental magic spells fell on Muria, and the fierce explosion sounded one after another, after the element cloud generated by the elemental magic explosion slowly dissipated.

An unscathed golden dragon with majestic heads, squinting at all the green dragons, his mouth cracked, as if smirking:

"You guys, are you tickling me?"

After speaking, this majestic golden dragon bowed his head again, looking at the green dragon he was holding in his hands. The old dragon was very poor now, a pair of dragon wings became tattered, and the scales on his body did not know how many were blown up Even the tail was blown up.

The entire dragon was dying, as if it would be hung up at any time, but Muria could feel that the green dragon in his hand was as vigorous as the vitality of an oven.

The miserable appearance caused by the spell that was attacked by Muria was just an appearance. Give her time, and it will be restored as soon as possible.

"Is all immune?" A little green dragon with a body length of only thirty meters looked at the golden dragon with a powerful elder in its eyes ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ feeling a bit sore in his lower body, as if Something is coming out.

"Impossible!" The extremely old Green Dragon suddenly became mad when he saw the unscathed Muria. "Even if you are the descendant of the original Dragon King, but now you have the second-order soul, why are you completely immune to our spells? You What kind of dragon is it? "

Muria didn't answer. After glancing at the miserable old green dragon in his hand, he threw his claws and threw up, "Wow!" The four star-strength chains extended and tied the old green dragon firmly.

The green dragon who still has more than half of his strength actually tried to struggle a little bit, and then found that he couldn't break the chains, and then stayed still.

Anyway, she had been beaten so badly, and she was paddling with peace of mind, and the old dragon was embarrassed to say her. The most important thing is that the ancestor of the original Dragon King is also a dragon that obeys the hidden rules of the Dragon tribe. When there is no threat to life, she can't raise a bit of warfare against this golden dragon.

"Wow!" The sound of chain movement sounded, covering the sky, breaking off the nebula chains of the green dragons after they escaped, and more than twenty chains were scattered, and the target pointed directly at the twenty green dragons that were still in the gold class. ...