Chapter 017: The Battle between the Strong People ()

"Is this a dragon?" Li Junshan felt that the black dragon looked much ugly than the Chinese dragon in his original world. However, this did not make him think of contempt for this black dragon. Just from its body alone, Li Junshan had no doubt that it could tear all creatures blocking the way.

The black dragon was lying on the ground, and a black liquid oozed out from its abdomen, dyeing a large area of ​​bluestone under its body black. A hundred meters away from it, a middle-aged bride-haired magician in white-clothed holding a magic wand stood quietly on the back of the ninth-level monster Golden Eye Demon Eagle. The wings on the left of the Golden Eagle drooped on the ground weakly, and blood kept dripping, and obviously also injured.

On the left side of the black dragon, there was an old man in gray robe, with messy hair, a arrogant face, and a broad sword serking around his waist.

"Xicori, I discovered the black dragon first. If you leave now, I promise not to hurt you." The white-clothed magician said coldly without raising his head, not seeing how hard he used, his voice echoed in the mountains like thunder.

"Fart." The old man in gray robe cursed: "Laut, why don't you die? You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. You are just a Dharma Saint. Are I afraid of you?" His voice was no smaller than that of a magician.

The magician named Laurat sneered a few times and said, "Xicori, since you refuse to leave, it's no wonder I'm." The golden-eyed demon eagle under him felt the master's anger, opened his mouth and let out a clear cry, and balls of black smoke from the sharp pecking spewed out of the sharp pecking.

"Hmph." Hicorie snorted a few times, raised her eyebrows and shouted: "I want to see how powerful your Hicorie's magic is now if I haven't seen you for more than ten years."

"You will see it." Laurat raised his head, looked at the giants and dwarves with his eyes, and said, "I will let you see it first, wait for me to kill these despicable and ugly lowly races."

The golden-eyed demon eagle turned its huge body, stretched out its neck and let out a tantrum. Then, a trained tongue of flames ejected from its tip, sweeping back and forth between the trembling giants and dwarves, with shrill screams constantly, and a burnt smell immediately spread across the valley.

The giants and dwarves fled in a scattered circle. Under the spray of the tongue of moxibustion, hundreds of giants and dwarves turned into moving fireballs in an instant. Just like the explosion of the incendiary bombs that Li Junshan had seen in the movie in his previous life, the flames sprayed by the Golden Eye Demon Sculpture were quickly covered by the flames, and they rolled desperately on the ground, which could not affect the power of the burning flames.

At first, there were people who resisted. The giants threw the thick stone pillars and tree poles in their hands towards the Golden Eye Demonic Eagle. Unexpectedly, they were about ten meters in front of it and were blocked by an invisible transparent wall of light. In an instant, less than one hundred people were left. The people who escaped the flames were in chaos and ran desperately out of the mountain.

"Want to run?" The magician Laura snorted coldly, and saw him chanting a spell silently. A black cloud began to condense above the mountain pass. Laura raised his hand and immediately shot dozens of lightning as thick as his arms in the dark clouds. The crackling sound continued, like a waterfall. The lightning poured down and slashed the valley into a mess.

The dozens of people running in front were immediately slashed into coke by lightning. The others were scattered and lost their direction for a moment. They turned around and ran towards the Black Dragon.

From Laurat's magic beast, the golden-eyed demon eagle, and now it is casting lightning magic behind it. The black dragon's huge eyes seemed to be open and lying on the ground without moving. Seeing the panicked giant and dwarf running towards him, the black dragon opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of black mist, which instantly enveloped the people. The black mist dissipated, and the ground was covered with pus and blood, and not even half of the bones were left.

At this time, in the valley, except for the charred corpses and the large pile of pus and blood, there were only magicians, war saints and the black dragon.

From beginning to end, the War Saint-Siko stood aside with a sneer inside, and only when Laurat casts lightning magic and the black dragon sprays out poisonous mist, his face slightly changed and he became solemn.

Li Junshan was stunned. He felt a sense of cold air flowing up and down from the tailbone to the back of his head, and cold sweats were ventilated all over his body.

This is the magician? The Dharma Saint!

From the time he chanted magic spells to the dozens of lightning bolts, Li Junshan probably took less than thirty seconds. He could cast such a terrifying lightning magic in such a short time, let alone the golden-eyed demon sculpture on his body that was comparable to a giant flamethrower.

Next to it is a fierce look at Hiccoli, a war saint who looks not afraid of this magician at all.

The black dragon was even more terrifying. It spewed out a ball of black mist at will, and instantly turned hundreds of giants and dwarves into a pile of pus and blood. Compared with it, the corrosion power of the alien blood was simply the gap between the water gun and the AK.

Li Junshan regretted it, and he was so regretful that no one of these three masters could handle. He was about to climb onto the alien, but suddenly, Li Junshan felt cold all over, as if he was poured from the head of ice water. Li Junshan looked back and Laurat's eyes looked at him.

"Ye" sure he couldn't see himself in the bushes clearly. Li Junshan was quick to learn and moaned in imitation of the dwarf's voice.

Perhaps he really believed that Li Junshan was a dwarf who climbed to the entrance of the valley when injured, or perhaps the arrogant magician didn't care about his existence. Laurat withdrew his gaze and stared at Hiccoli.

Li Junshan complained and did not dare to move around. He hummed from time to time, and the alien put away his limbs and lay beside him like a local dog.

"It's still time for you to leave now." Laurat's voice was not emotional, and he said slowly: "I will not pursue your unreasonableness and arrogance."

"Just fight, how can we get so much nonsense?" Hiccolli's temper was obviously very hot. As soon as he finished speaking, Li Junshan didn't see any moves. The broad sword appeared in Hiccolli's hand. With the broad sword swing, a yellow sword light that was more than half a meter wide and ten meters long cut through the sky, and brought out a deep gully on the ground with scorching flames, stabbing straight towards Laurat.

But Laurat did not hide or avoid, his eyes coldly stared at the huge sword light, and whispered a magic spell in a low voice.

Bang

With a loud bang, the sword light slashed on the magic shield outside Laurat's body. The transparent magic shield collided with the sword light, and suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The Golden Eye Demon Eagle was not idle either. She opened her long peck and spit out a fire tongue, which instantly sprayed onto Hiccoli. A dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up on Hiccoli's body, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in an eggshell. The Golden Eagle's flame tongue did not hurt Hiccoli at all.

"I see how long your magic shield can last." Hiccolli shouted angrily, and another fire-type fighting spirit slashed over, making a loud sound that pierced the air.

Li Junshan was excited when he saw it, and suddenly felt dark in his eyes, but at some point a large black cloud appeared above the top of the valley, and the lightning in the swimming sounded in the dark clouds.

Rumble

A huge thunder sounded across the world, and a shocking lightning burst through the sky and slashed down. It was even thicker than the black dragon's body.

Hiccoli did not avoid it. Qing shouted, and actually raised the broad sword in his hand high, and fired a sword light towards the thick lightning. With a loud bang, the lightning disappeared, and Hiccoli's body shook slightly.

The lightning began to wander in the dark clouds again, and Laurat murmured silently, brewing the next attack.

Obviously, the attack methods of both sides are aimed at breaking the opponent's magic and fighting spirit shield. The yellow sword light slashed horizontally and vertically with flames, and lightning and flames alternately reflected, making Li Junshan dazzled.

"Calm down." Li Junshan's heart almost jumped out of his chest and said to himself in his heart: "Calm down! Be low-key, be low-key in the future. This time I'm too impulsive."

After a while, Laurat's magic shield could not stand it first, controlling the powerful lightning magic attack, and maintaining the magic shield. His magic power was obviously not as inseparable as the sea. When he followed another sword attack from Hicori, the magic shield blew, and a tangible wave blew and disappeared in an instant.

Hiccol was overjoyed, rubbed his body and rushed into the air. The broadsword in his hand emitted a dazzling yellow light, stabbing Laurat like the sun.

Larat's face was not shocked, but on the contrary, there was a faint sarcasm in his eyes. Hiccol, who was in mid-air, saw it and felt uneasy in his heart.

Crack

Suddenly, countless small lightning bolts like long arrows emerged from the black clouds in the sky. Thousands of them shot down toward Cicro in the air. The tiny electric arrows gathered together in the air as if they were attracted to each other, and suddenly formed a thick electric arrow and hit them straight down.

"A level 8 magic thunder arrow, haven't he been casting the Heavenly Thunder Technique? Can he even instantly fire the eighth level magic?" Hiccol was shocked in the air, and stopped in the air. He raised his broad sword in his hand, and the dazzling yellow sword light swung in the air, facing the amazing thunder arrow.

boom

A huge voice rang out at the bottom, and Hiccoli's body shook, and the yellow gust on the surface of his body was immediately scattered by the thunder arrow. "Puff!" Hiccoli opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"Unfortunate." Laurat seemed calm, but thought to himself: "The black dragon fought a few moves in front, which consumed a lot of magic power and also damaged the Golden Eye Demon Eagle. The black dragon was still watching, and could not continue to waste with Hiccoli like this."

"Hiccory." Laurat seized the opportunity of Laurat's injury and shouted coldly: "You can't stand me. I warn you one last time. It's still time to leave now."

Laurat's face was not much better. The magician spent a lot of time meditating. His skin color was relatively fair, but now he was sickly pale.

"Fart." Hiccori's luck fighting spirit floated in the air, staring at Laurat fiercely, and said sternly: "Do you think you're okay? It's still a little too early to say who wins and loses."

"This is the battle between the real strong men in this world!" Li Junshan quietly ambushed in the dense bushes, sighing.

The battle is not over yet.

As the golden-eyed demon eagle burst out with a clear cry, Cicori also moved, and took the broad sword to avoid the flame, and rushed towards Laurat on the golden-eyed demon eagle's back.

Laurat flashed, hid behind the wings raised by the Golden-Eyed Demonic Eagle, and chanted an obscure magic spell loudly.

Suddenly, a strong wind broke out in the valley, and the sick and seemingly almost dead black dragon suddenly moved.

If the black dragon does not move, it will be earth-shaking!
Chapter completed!