Belerika was like an invisible ghost wandering in the sea of skeletons. The thunder in the sky was as crazy as a dragon, chopping down chaotically. Whether it was a black skeleton or a demon, all the frost elements were hit. Belerika knew she had to
It's a quick battle, you can't kill all the skeletons, and your summons won't last long.
The giant dragon Duan Harvey looked down at the vampire, waved his wings gently, turned in a wide arc, and began to dive.
Belerica watched as this behemoth with a wingspan of more than thirty feet fell rapidly and began to impact in reverse. The scene was like a Condor vulture hunting a lean fox.
Belerica saw the opportunity, jumped slightly, and grabbed the dragon's claw. Dunhawe hurriedly turned around to crush the vampire to the ground.
Belerica escaped and poured a bottle of corrosive potion on the dragon's belly, then swung her dagger like lightning, cut open the dragon's belly, and got into the wound before being thrown away.
Duan Harvey felt shameful pain and chanted the dragon's roar in a low voice, "Ze Zegu!" [Dragon Roar: Ethereal Transformation], the bronze dragon body turned into a light blue haze, and Belerika emerged from it.
Falling down and knocking down two black skeletons, the previous adventure turned out to be useless.
An exclamation came from the gate: "Dragon!"
Serana rushed here and saw her mother fighting with the dragon. She even forgot to breathe for a moment. She was even more frightened when she saw Belerika falling into the sea of skeletons, until two ice picks flew out of the dark and rolling pile of corpses.
Only then did I feel relieved.
Belerika turned her head and saw her daughter arriving, and immediately smiled. She dodged the black skull's attack, held the ancient scroll in both hands, wrapped an ice pick around the scroll, and hit Serana, "Serana, pick up.
Get off the scroll and run!"
Serana was only here for her mother, so how could she leave her alone? She immediately took out her dagger, summoned two demon warriors, and led them to join the battle.
Duan Harvey flew back to the wall, stretched out his slender neck, the dragon's head was as ferocious as the evil face of the devil, and breathed in gently.
Each dragon has its own special eye. When they master the word spirit, they also change their body and soul for the power of the word spirit. As the supervisor of the underworld, Dunhawi is best at the mark of death, weakening the mark of the god of death.
The enemy's armor, vitality, and magic energy turn them into fish on the chopping board. Then they can enjoy the delicious meal leisurely and leisurely, whether it is a gluttonous meal or a slow and elegant meal, it all depends on the mood...
"Kriluo!" [Dragon Roar: Mark of Death]
"Sun, soul-burning, blazing flames!" [Tumu: Breath of Burning Clouds]
A purple airflow on the wall collided with the golden-red jet coming from the main entrance. Where the two met, flames and magic energy surged and exploded into a dense bright colored light group. The shock wave was pushed away and everything on the earth was destroyed.
Blow away.
Serana fought off the snarling black skeleton in mid-air, turned her head and saw that the reinforcement was that boy.
He was sitting on the skeleton horse, but his young body made such an earth-shattering roar.
Tuliano sat behind Lu Zhengkang and let out a naive laugh, "I found a treasure, I found a treasure!" Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhengkang raised his arms and threw him off the horse. The young man patted the horse's back, and the flaming skeleton was
Start charging.
Dunhawi muttered thick words in his throat, "kiirbron, krif voth ahkrin! (Son of Nord, fight bravely!)
"Nuzfen luft dinok! (But you will face death!)"
The young man roared, "Divine armor, divine weapons, divine power!"
God descends to earth!
One man and one horse, all wearing armor in the strong white light, the magic energy filled their scattered flesh and blood, attached a solid shield to them, and gave them reliable weapons.
The young man transformed into a tall god general, holding a pure white light gun. The horse was wearing tight-fitting heavy armor. Purple flames burned in its hoof prints, paving a path of destruction.
It is the knight's charge against death and the dragon!
The young man raised his gun and stabbed straight and horizontally. None of the thousands of skulls could block the second blow. Black bone fragments flew like noisy fireworks. The knight's charge carved a smooth path among the enemy.
These are the sixteen spears of Huan Hou, a sixth-level martial arts scholar from the secret legend of the Lion Phase Sect! Huan Hou of Han Dynasty is Zhang Fei, whose courtesy name is Yide. He was one of the five tiger generals of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period. He had a bravery that no man could match.
Thunder struck him from the sky, and the knight relied on his well-guarded defense to resist the electric current. Thin snakes of light scurried across the surface of the white armor. The feeling of weakness from his soul made him look up to the sky and howl.
Fighting death with your will in this way is really a great joy in life!
Lu Zhengkang was swaying wantonly, and his marksmanship became more and more fierce. He swept away one piece and struck one after another. He suddenly ran hundreds of steps, faster and faster, faster and faster. The strong wind screamed in his ears, and the world was blurred.
The ancient dragon standing on the wall is left.
"Fin zinzind los dii! (The glory of victory is mine!)"
The vampire mother and daughter gathered together with the help of the summoned object. Serana pointed at the charging young man and said to her mother: "Look, it's him. He massacred our clan and imprisoned my father."
"A soul?"
"No, this is just the part he stripped off."
"And where did he go in person?"
"That's what I want to know too, he seems to be in trouble."
"There is no greater trouble in the entire Soul Cairn than this giant dragon, unless..." Belerica squinted her eyes and watched the young man throw the spear at Doon Harvey, like a white rainbow piercing the sun and a meteor hitting the moon.
.
"Unless what?"
"Unless he meets the real owner of this place."
"You mean..."
"The Lord of Truth!"
…
Lu Zhengkang walked quickly in the quiet corridor. The light on his body faded little by little. In the darkness ahead, he saw candles burning, like a Kongming Lantern in the night sky, flickering and very unusual.
Reality attracts moths to explore.
Lu Zhengkang didn't want to chase the light, but he had no choice but to move forward on this road. He was surrounded by indestructible stone walls. Not to mention his current weak state, even if his true body was here, there was no good way.
of.
Lu Zhengkang does not doubt that he was dragged into this place by the owner of the Soul Cairn. Of course, he can imagine that there is some enemy of the Lord of Truth who wants to win him over, but the possibility is very small, and such an idea
It's also ridiculous. The Lord of Truth may be the Yuanling left over from the creation of the world, or it may be a certain Holy Spirit or the vest of the Demon God. It makes no difference to Lu Zhengkang.
Just like for a fat chicken, it makes no difference whether it is eaten by a dog or by a human.
Looking at the murals with my own dim light, those human figures are so sad. Is it possible that they have also walked slowly on this road, leaving behind joy and unforgettable memories, and finally turned into silent stones to wait for the beauty they cherish.
Another gust of wind blew from deep in the passage.
Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes, and the girl hugged his neck from behind.