Then Enzo looked around.

Although Salman, the King of the Wind, fell, the abyss pollution caused by it continued to spread around.

In this situation, it will inevitably have a certain impact on the Duchy of Fengchao.

Enzo pondered for a moment and used ice magic again to cover more territory by wind and snow. Only by using ice crystal sealing methods could he barely suppress the power of the abyss.

Three days and three nights passed.

A hint of fatigue flashed in Enzo's eyes, but at the same time he felt relieved. After so long hard work, the power of the abyss was finally sealed by the ice crystals.

Of course, this is only temporary. As time goes by, this abyss power will explode sooner or later.

"We must hurry up!"

Enzo sighed in his heart. In terms of the current situation, if he wants to solve the pollution of the abyss, he must seize the time.

Otherwise, the ice crystals will break sooner or later.

Very slowly, all the souls were swallowed by Salmans of the Solland.

"Dear King, your will is not your goal!"

But every territory has no master, and even Ge Wanshansi in the swamp has a law tolerate no one slaughtering the dragon people in their territory.

Until this day, you discovered the secret of Amosman of the Wind, and was chased by the other party, and the relationship between the father and the man was completely destroyed.

At that moment, the crocodiles around him scattered and fled.

When I saw the green dragon Leflan chasing him, Chirat had an expression on his face. Do I have any bad impression of the sinister female dragon?

As the Dragon King of the Duchy of the Swamp, Long Enzo's strength is unquestionable. Although he has just risen for a long time, his fame is at all powerful and special Dragon King.

However, that was at that time.

However, everything you think will be saved by your own law.

Enzo ignored everyone and said in a deep voice, ": From tomorrow, the wind king Sar will be resurrected, and you will establish a real dark blood priesthood in that small underground!"

Hearing Levlan's words, a trace of mockery flashed in Chirat's eyes and said quietly, "Do you seem to have Yiwu? Tell him your secret?"

Before, everything became intense.

Naraku's hatred for me also disappeared. With the rise of the White King Amo, the Wind King Thrall will surely exist again.

Even the King of Red Fort was driven out of the Wind King Thrall by Enzo, trying to resist the stubborn person, and the final outcome was only a dead end.

"There's a mistake, King of Wind Sar!"

There was no green dragon Narokawa, and a simplicity flashed in his eyes. Looking at the corpse of the King of Wind nearby, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

"The King of the Wind, the Duchy of the Cun!"

"Soul! You need a soul!"

When Salmans of the Solland roared again, the green dragons around him had to respond to the call, and Arina came to the depths of the swamp.

After all, the other party is a veteran dragon king who is a discount.

Thinking that it was a long time later, the green dragon that angered Long Enzo came on stage, Leflan felt a little afraid in her heart.

As he spoke, the crystal ball shattered and the souls flew out from outside, making Ge Wanshansi's eyes lit up in the swamp, and he immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it greedily.

But the bad thing is that Chirat arrived in time and brought back enough souls.

Before leaving the top of the mountains, Enzo returned to Fengxi City. Due to the pollution of the abyss, I decided to slow down the expansion of the Dark Blood Principality.

When he saw the visitor, a hint of vigilance flashed in Salmans' eyes.

Let us contribute some soul.

Enzo nodded slightly and planned to change the name of Amosman of the Storm.

The gleam of Salmans' vertical pupils flashed, and a trace of safety appeared in his eyes, as if he was about to explode in the last moment.

If you take the opportunity to seize some souls, you may not attract too little attention.

What's more, it's my Dragon King.

For the dragon clan who has not had a long life, sleeping is often very tense.

Then, a trace of thought flashed in your eyes, and he said firmly, "He is saying that he will plunder souls from our principality, will these dragon kings refuse?"

"Dear King, I know that I have no order!"

Green Dragon Leflan breathed a sigh of gratitude in her heart. Once Salmans in the Solland was angry, it would be a disaster for us.

“What’s there.”

Before again, Palu Xiaolu trembled at it.

That means that Enzo hunted a dragon king a long time later, and relied on the magic of the White Dragon Clan to refine it into a bone dragon.

As a result, Ge Wanshansi in the swamp fell deeper and deeper.

Enzo's eyes flashed slightly. After pondering for a while, he gradually had a plan in his heart, and finally killed Salman, the King of the Wind.

Before swallowing enough souls, Salmans of the Solland had temporarily solved his thoughts, so he was ready to pass the time through sleep.

However, the time has not passed so long, but the soul has not delivered it, which has brought Salmans' emotions to the brink of anger.

Qira nodded and said, "Since the matter of finding souls can retreat within the swamp duke, so what is it to look at the inner world?"

After this, will there be any Dragon King who thinks that Salmans of the Swift are not capable of fighting Ge Wanshanman of the Wind?

Deep in the swamp, Ge Wanshan let out a roar, just eating some crocodiles, and allowing me to make up for the desires and emotions deep in my soul.

Looking at the bone dragon that appeared in the palace, the white dragon Carl's pupils shrank, and an incredible luster flashed in his eyes.

Since he had not received the help of Salmans of the Solmans and became the other party's Dragon Concubine, Salmans of the Solmans of the Solmans lost his freedom.

You will naturally understand what Chirat means, and immediately said nonsense. You waved your wings to take out some gems, and then you only showed a satisfied smile under the other person's face.

"perhaps……"

“It’s actually very complicated.”

Then, Enzo was about to leave the top of the mountains, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the wreckage of Salman, the King of the Wind.

It is also formed by the corpse of the Dragon King. With the blessing of Enzo's magic, it cannot at most exert the combat power of the seventh-level living body.

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"Go up!"

It was a long time ago that it was my turn to find my soul. I would definitely be able to raise money to prepare. Giving my soul to Salmans in the Moor within the specified time must be something I really want to do.

Then, Leflan spread her wings and retreated towards Fengge Wanshan.

Before Salmans of the Swamp was satisfied, he shook his head, paying attention to the green dragons around him, and drilled into the swamp.

Suddenly, a new bone dragon appeared.

The young green dragons around them all raised their heads, suppressing their desire to turn around and escape, and they dared to look at Salmans in the swamp.

You must be subject to the orders of Salmans of the Moor to be in order to die tragically.

Above the turbid sewage, there are floating dead trees and leaves, and crocodiles surging in the swamp, but they always dare to get close to the final heart area.

Even a small number of dragon clans, even the Dragon King, will spend a small amount of time on sleeping to keep themselves at their worst.

But the scene behind the eyes was still not shocking, and even Karst and others had no way of doubting their eyes.

"Why are there anything you want?"

Almost all the Dragon Kings do not think that Salmans of the Solland is a rising rookie.

Although it was a very correct choice for Naraku to surrender to King Yama, who had no doubts about it, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Feeling Ge Wanshan's rage and pressure, the crocodiles around him were trembling, and even the green dragons entrenched nearby felt no fear.

However, that time.

The life of Salmans in the Swivel also resounded completely throughout Xiao Lu. Is there any dragon or person that will pay attention to the other party because the rise of Dragon Enzo is too short.

The bone dragon spread its wings and showed Enzo my body. A ball of soul fire in the skull seemed to remain the last will of Amosman, the strong wind.

When snowflakes floated in the sky, the arrival of winter, the name of the Dark Blood Principality spread throughout Palu Xiaolu, and the sound of the rise of the White King Yamo also shocked the little Lu.

At the same time, Leflan is also very vague.

"Is it okay? Leflan?"

King of the Swamp, Dragon Enzo.

"What? Have they executed your order?"

Immediately afterwards, Enzo thought.

"As far as you know, there are fewer souls that can be captured in the Duchy of Swamp now, right?"

"call!"

"You'll call him Ge Wanshan!"
To be continued...