Chapter 344: Bone Dragon Blades Wings

Walking in a dream, you have a strange and comfortable feeling, and you seem to be able to forget any troubles in the world.

Walking through a green bamboo bridge, an exquisite pavilion appeared in front of everyone. In the hazy pavilion, a beautiful girl gently stroked a strange musical instrument, which seemed to be a piano.

The beautiful voice almost made everyone obsessed again, and the girl's vague face made everyone following Sikong Haoxuan without any doubt that she was the most beautiful shadow in her heart.

"Yanwu, the dreamer. The terrifying professions in the undead, they represent the most beautiful dreams in the hearts of living beings." Sikong Haoxuan's voice made everyone's hearts tight, but the beautiful figure was still lingering in his heart.

Sikong Haoxuan turned around and smiled slightly at everyone, but no one dared to look at Sikong Haoxuan's eyes. They seemed to be guilty of being addicted.

"Yilan, stay."

Yilan watched Sikong Haoxuan leave with everyone. Although he knew that the girl in the pavilion in front of him was a dangerous undead, he could not raise his due vigilance at all. He opened his mouth to Sikong Haoxuan's back, but in the end he turned the sound he should have made into a bitter smile and hung it on the corner of his mouth.

Yilan, who appeared out of thin air, did not seem to surprise the girl in the pavilion. A faint sigh seemed to make the dream stronger, "Which he asked you to come? Why? The broken dream?"

Yilan could not understand the girl's words, and he was constantly intimidating his mind. In the dream, gathering his mind was undoubtedly the most thorough test of his will. For more than twenty years, Yilan has matured and his fit with the Qingque Star Armor has reached a perfect level. With the help of the star armor's restraint on the undead, Yilan found murderous intent in his heart all year round and condensed his vigilance.

"Dreams are beautiful. As long as they are living creatures, they cannot get rid of the beauty in their hearts. The only way to break the dream is death." Yan Wu seemed to feel the condensation of Yilan's will and sighed quietly.

With a "buzz", the green sword with two fingers wide fingers behind Yilan trembled in vain and rose into the air, and strands of green flames gathered by starlight swirled around the sword body. The two points on the hilt of the sword were bright red, revealing a kind of sharpness, looking directly at the Annunciation Wu in the pavilion.

"Qing Bird, save the undead." Yilan stared at Yan Wu and spit out a few words.

The Qingque Sword that has saved countless undead creatures seems to have no effect on Yanwu. The gentle sound of the piano like a spring still lingers in the dream. "Do you still don't understand? This is the dream in your heart, and the power has no effect here. Maybe he asked you to come, just to make you look at death... After all, in ancient legends, the savior is also a kind of undead..."

Yan Wu's voice became less and less ethereal, so that Yilan didn't hear clearly what she was saying.

"Die again, die again." With Yilan's yell, the star flames surrounding the Qingqin sword suddenly flourished. The green flames that soared into the sky turned into a blue bird, and merged with Yilan's body into one. After a crisp bird song, they rushed towards the pavilion.

The silent destruction seemed so unreal, and the sound of the piano did not stop from beginning to end. The pavilion disappeared in the green flames, not as destruction as Yilan thought, because there was no wreckage around. Standing at the original position of the pavilion, Yilan, holding the Qingque Sword, didn't know what to do for a moment.

Yilan's familiar sigh appeared in the dream again, "This is a dream, you can shape the perfection, creation, and destruction in your heart. But you can't get rid of the entanglement of dreams, because you don't want to wake up at all, and no one wants to wake up from the dream in your heart. Death is the only way to break the dream."

Yan Wu, who floated in the air like a wisp of gauze, looked at Yilan in a daze and sighed slightly in her heart, as if she was telling Sikong Haoxuan who had already left, "I have helped me. As for whether he has the courage to leave the dream, it depends on him..."

The green flames swayed the distant passage, and Sikong Haoxuan took the remaining ten people from the twelve stars of the Imperial Road and stepped into the third flame.

The dry and dark ground seemed to penetrate endless blood, dead bones, corpses, thick smoke, blood, countless old weapons scattered on the ground, and incomplete battle flags...

Everyone who stepped into the third flame looked around the entire space and secretly affirmed in their hearts that this was a battlefield, and an ancient battlefield, where more than one war had occurred.

Sikong Haoxuan led everyone to walk in the battlefield surrounded by smoke. Dead bones broke at everyone's feet. The creepy sound made Xueer's face behind Sikong Haoxuan pale, while the eyes of the others showed more excitement and surprise.

Sikong Haoxuan led everyone to a low hill, and a broken battle flag was swaying weakly in the wind that everyone could not feel. Sikong Haoxuan raised his hand and pulled Xueer down beside him, patting her little face, "Don't be afraid." Leaning against Sikong Haoxuan, Xueer's face finally improved a lot.

Although the mound is not high, it also makes people have a much broader view. Several huge phantoms in the distant sky were a bit weird, "That is the real warrior among the undead, the undead knight." Sikong Haoxuan pointed to the phantoms and said to everyone.

Shortly after Sikong Haoxuan finished speaking, several giants had already swept down from the sky. The huge shadow brought no pressure to people. Everyone's eyes suddenly condensed, and the pressure forced them to unconsciously make an attacking gesture.

With a "huh...", several giants glided past everyone's heads, and their eyes were blocked in endless dust for a moment.

"Bone Dragon." The ghost, who has been silent since entering the Undead Seal, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out two words.

The huge bone dragon swooped down from the sky again, and everyone seemed to be much calmer this time. They seemed to know that these terrifying undead creatures could not sense their existence by Sikong Haoxuan.

Sarah stared at the black armor and blood-colored sword on the back of the bone dragon, and said in surprise, "The Undead Knight, are their mounts bone dragons?"

Sikong Haoxuan gently held the beautiful crystal that was extremely inconsistent with this space with his right hand, held Xueer with his right hand, and turned around and smiled slightly at Sarah, "In ancient times, there are many powerful dragon knights."

Lan Miller, standing on the right side of Sikong Haoxuan, tightened the white bone arrow in his hand, and his words were a little worried, "Young master, among the undead, there are many such powerful knights?"

Sikong Haoxuan smiled, "There are many and very few, the key is whether the truth can be found."

"The dragon knights of death no longer possess magic, but death gives them powerful physical strength, and the only thing that can destroy them is stronger physical strength."

After Sikong Haoxuan finished speaking, he let go of Xueer's little hand, patted the long nose of the mammoth star armor, and turned his gaze to Wick, "You stay."

Still without any explanation, Wick was stranded in place, Sikong Haoxuan slowly walked to the distance with the remaining nine people, and eventually disappeared into the battlefield space.

While Sikong Haoxuan and his party disappeared, the nine undead knights in the battlefield space discovered Wick who appeared out of thin air. Nine bone dragons glided from all directions with endless sand and dust on the ground, surrounding Wick in the center.

A clear voice that surprised Wick was heard from the black armor on the back of a huge bone dragon, "Orc? Fresh body, complete soul, how could you get here?"

"How could I get here?" A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Wick's mouth. He still wanted to know. Pressing on the mammoth star armor, Wickten rode on the back of a mammoth nearly six meters high, looking up at the bone dragon in the air, "Who are you?"

"I am the great undead knight, Croni. Orc, no matter how you appear on the third layer of guardian seal, I Croni, receive your soul..."

"Mammoth." Wick's vain shout interrupted Croni's voice. With Wick's shout, the mammoth star armor he sat down emitted a series of strong starlight. Under the storm of starlight, a heavy armor appeared on Wick.

"Boom..." Wick, wearing mammoth star armor, stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole earth seemed to be shaking under Wick's trampling. Wick, who was already tall and strong, had a height that surpassed the sea servant after wearing mammoth star armor.

"I think, I know the purpose of the young master leaving me..." Wick gently stroked the black horn of death in his hand, his eyes froze in vain, "That's to kill all of you."

Croni, this knight who had died for a long time, never expected that Wick, who was as high as six meters, could increase his speed to such a terrible level. With a "click", when Croni reacted, the wings of a bone dragon had been broken by Wick, who appeared in vain in the air. The death horn that was put on his right hand was deeply inserted into the heart of the black armor.

Wick's attack surprised Croni, and he seemed to have a bit of sadness in his words, "Orcs, the Undead Knight, have long lost their hearts."

Only then did Wick find that the armor that had pierced his heart meant that the red light in his eyes had not been extinguished. The blood-colored sword appeared on Wick's chest with a strong wind.

The shocked Wick was not panicked. His body in the air suddenly tilted backwards, and the blood-colored sword brought out a spark on the mammoth star armor. "Boom..." Wick, who was tilting back, suddenly kicked the bone dragon's skull. The powerful force instantly shook the bone dragon's skull to pieces.

Finally unable to maintain balance in the air, the bone dragon fell from the air with black armor.

"It's useless, the orcs hand over your soul." The blood sword in Croni's hand turned into a scarlet light and stabbed Wick from afar.
Chapter completed!