Chapter 1101 The Fall of the Holy Beast (1 update)
"Breaking through all your seals? How...how could I possibly do this?" Chu Chen said with his mouth wide open.
"Yes, the most you can do is break through my sixth-level seal. Even if I recover to the sixth level, what will happen? White Tiger... you are trapping yourself!" Qinglong's eyes were a little lonely, he turned around and continued.
looking to the west.
Immediately, a golden ray of light rose into the sky, dispelling part of the boundless darkness in the distance, and immediately attracted the attention of Chu Chen and others, who all looked to the west.
I saw a huge white tiger waving its pure white wings like angel wings, soaring towards the sky.
"That's..." The young African boy was shocked. Needless to say, just by looking at it, he knew that the one rising into the sky at this moment was the White Tiger God guarding the west.
"God, what a mighty tiger! This guy actually has a pair of wings? I guess he must be at least ninth level in strength, right?" Desert Crazy Spear exclaimed.
"Ninth level?" Chu Chen smiled slightly in his heart, what's more, that is the top tenth level magical beast.
While everyone was discussing, two dragon roars sounded one after another. Two huge black dragons immediately rose from the ground and chased after the white tiger. The rumbling sound rose, as if the whole sky was about to cry.
It's like trembling.
The bloody man and the young African boy immediately recalled something and said in surprise: "Isn't this...the two black bone dragons we saw in the Doomsday Mirror?"
"To be precise...it's the imprisoned dragon!" It was Qinglong who answered the two blood men.
"The imprisoned dragon? What is that?" Xue Man and others had never heard of it.
"It is the ultimate unit of the undead, level nine, but its real strength is comparable to that of level ten monsters. Two imprisoned dragons can defeat 10 level nine dragons alone." Chu Chen explained.
"Huh——" The bloody man and others suddenly took a cold breath.
When he said this, Chu Chen seemed to suddenly notice something, and immediately observed Qinglong's look and behavior just now. Because Qinglong had revealed before that he was sealed by the white tiger, so that he now only has
Because of his fifth-level ability, he has an sworn hatred with Bai Hu. But at this moment, it seems that Qinglong is not resenting the ninth-level and previous hatred of Bai Hu, but is worrying about Bai Hu. After all, they are both the four great saints.
Even if they have some conflicts in private, they still fulfill their common responsibility of guarding the continent. And currently, two imprisoned dragons that are comparable to tenth-level dragons are fighting against the holy beast White Tiger. Obviously, even as one of the four holy beasts,
The White Tiger was also at a disadvantage, and the shrill howl just now was probably caused by the White Tiger.
The wind roared, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky. From time to time, there were loud and shocking noises, as if the whole earth was to be torn apart. The battle between the white tiger and the imprisoned dragon was very fierce and very fierce.
So fast, Chu Chen and others could hardly keep up with their pace.
The vicious and disgusting breath of death rushed towards the face with the breath of the imprisoned dragon, almost suffocating Chu Chen and others, followed by waves of golden substance as sharp as a sword.
Converting energy, everyone just felt that tiny scars were appearing on their bodies.
Even though they were so far away, the imprisoned dragon and white tiger could still affect Chu Chen and others, which made Chu Chen and others feel deeply unbelievable.
Qinglong watched for a while, then sighed melancholy and said: "The White Tiger has definitely lost. With the abilities of our four holy beasts, we can only narrowly defeat one of the imprisoned giant dragons. Once we fight two at the same time, we basically have no chance of winning."
As soon as Qinglong finished speaking, one of the white tiger's angelic wings was bitten by one of the forbidden dragons from a distance. The pain was so painful that the white tiger kept beckoning to the forbidden dragon.
Layers of golden fighting spirit continuously hit the body of the Forbidden Dragon. However, as a unit of the necromantic system, the Forbidden Dragon is not afraid of pain by nature. There is no pain-sensing nerve in the whole body. It can be torn apart by the White Tiger's attack.
After losing one of his own wings, he still clung to the white tiger's wing. But after all, there are two captive dragons. When the white tiger stared at one of the captive dragons, it immediately gave the other one a chance to take advantage of it.
Taking the opportunity, a breath of darkness was quickly sprayed directly on the white tiger's body. The thick dark element swallowed up the white tiger in an instant at an exaggerated speed. At the same time, the sharp bone dragon claws directly strangled the white tiger's head.
For this kind of giant dragon with tenth-level strength, their body is the most powerful fighting asset, and they don't even need any magic modification at all.
"Ouch!!"
The pained white tiger immediately burst out with a miserable howl in the air. The two imprisoned dragons rushed forward and threw the white tiger to the ground. The golden light gradually converged back from the sky, replaced by endless darkness.
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Chu Chen and others looked at the fierce fight in horror, and then they all looked at each other: No more?
People looked at Qinglong with puzzled eyes.
"Leave quickly, Bai Hu has already..." Qinglong turned around and advised Chu Chen and others with a sad expression.
"Already... already what?" The blood man couldn't believe it. He had gone through so much trouble and spent several months to put together the complete white tiger totem, and then he was told... that the white tiger was dead.
, isn’t that the patron saint who claims to protect the West? Why did it die?
Slowly, a black figure slowly rose into the sky at the far end, letting out bursts of wild laughter: "Hahahahaha... My hometown - Sinling Continent, I am finally back... Hahahaha...
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Roger?
Chu Chen immediately recognized the voice. It seemed that what was predicted in the Doomsday Mirror was almost exactly the same. Rogge would lead his undead army to sweep across the continent.
Suddenly, while Chu Chen was lost in thought, a strange aura suddenly swept over him.
"Damn it, something is coming!" Chu Chen suddenly shouted, turned around and drew his sword to fight,
But a voice interrupted Chu Chen and others, almost crying: "Lord Qinglong, please save the master, the two imprisoned dragons... How is it possible? It is impossible for that to appear."
Gradually, a cloud of mist appeared above everyone, the Weeping God.
"This guy is... the top BOSS of the Sandstorm Corps, the level 82 Lamenting God?" The African boy wiped his eyes in disbelief.
Qinglong was silent for a while and sighed: "To tell you the truth, my power is still sealed."
"How could this happen? Aren't you already able to come out of the Azure Dragon Mysterious Ring?" The Lamenting God was surprised for a moment, and then added, "No wonder I felt something was wrong when I saw you last time."
"I just used the power of others to break my seal bit by bit, but that only opened the first layer of my seal. My current strength is only at the fifth level."
