"Ahhhhh...damn, damn, damn..."
An angry roar broke the silence, and the fire clouds in the sky suddenly began to rotate, and endless flames instantly filled the corridor.
If Valon hadn't taken advantage of the moment when the Holy Lord was knocked away, and led the trio to run into the stairs along the passage that Tru had opened, they would all have been reduced to charcoal by now.
The sword dragon suspended in mid-air had serious eyes. He could feel the power of the Holy Lord. Even in the Age of Ending Law, even if his body was so tattered that only a rat charm and soul were left, his power just now was at least as powerful as that of a magister.
I dare not think, if he gathers the twelve talismans, who can pose a threat to him without restraint magic?
Daolong tightened the golden whip in his hand. It was something he made in a hurry using the flesh and blood of the Holy Lord and a lot of forbidden spells.
Although the usage is very rough and not particularly complete, if it is only aimed at the Holy Lord, then every stroke will be accurate, and every whip will cause real damage.
boom!
The top of the building was smashed into pieces, and the Holy Lord with a whip mark on his chest rushed out of the building and rushed towards Daolong with endless flames.
His eyes were full of anger and cruelty, and he roared: "Wizard, provoking me will be the thing you regret most in your life!"
Daolong looked at the Holy Lord solemnly, purple smoke flashed around him, a blood-red jade talisman exploded in front of the Holy Lord, and a purple protective shield blocked the direction of the Holy Lord.
bump!
A violent impact exploded in the air, and the Holy Lord smashed through the Daolong's defense with almost no hindrance, flying towards the Daolong with cruel eyes.
But the next moment, there was a snap, and the golden whip in Daolong's hand was dyed with a purple halo, and it hit the Holy Master hard.
The whip was obviously not thick, but it sent the Holy Master flying backwards, crashed directly through the Black Hand Building, and made a deep dent in the ground.
"You are so broken now, how can you make me regret it?" Daolong answered the Holy Lord's words lightly, and at the same time, spells in an unknown language also sounded in his mouth.
The endless purple color contacted its owner along the whip of flesh and blood in his hand. In an instant, the terrifying purple light began to spread on the ground, and the connection between the Shadow Kingdom and reality was cut off by the purple light.
Daolong slowly lowered his height with indifferent eyes.
"Wizard! I want you to die!"
The Holy Lord became even more angry, and endless flames shot up into the sky. The glass within a radius of ten miles was instantly shattered by the powerful momentum, and those close to him were directly vaporized.
The fire clouds in the sky got lower, as if they were about to cover the city in a sea of fire, showing the anger of the fire demon.
His whole life seemed to be like this, sealed, sealed, his abilities dismembered, threatened by mortals, and looked down upon by wizards.
All of this made the Holy Lord's anger level continue to rise, not to mention that the method used by Daolong was to use a whip, which made him even more angry.
"Try it." Daolong said calmly, and lashed out mercilessly with the whip in his hand. It was originally made of the Holy Lord's flesh and blood and magic. After being extended indefinitely, it directly ignored the flames and struck the Holy Lord with incomparable accuracy.
Bang, boom!
The flames erupted by the Holy Lord were dispersed, and his entire demon was smashed into the ground in a panic.
Daolong's inheritance is not low. He was one of the top ranked demon wizards among thousands of demon wizards. The forbidden spell he is releasing now is the strongest magic he can exert with his current strength.
How could the seriously injured Holy Lord fight with his sword and dragon under the restraint of flesh and blood?
The Holy Lord stood up and looked at the whip marks on his body. The reason in his eyes was disappearing. The terrifying pressure swept across the city instantly, bringing intense uneasiness to all living beings.
The righteous energy and black energy between heaven and earth are swirling crazily, seeming to be persuading something, and also seeming to be simply cheering for the extraordinary recovery at this moment.
Daolong frowned, he looked back at the young man who was still busy in the distance, and waved without thinking.
The whip of flesh and blood extended infinitely, and with the power of the forbidden curse, it struck the Holy Lord's body again.
But this time it was different from the previous whipping. The whip of flesh and blood was embedded in the chest of the Holy Lord, and traces of red and golden blood flowed from the wound, but it did not move the Holy Lord's body.
The Holy Lord slowly raised his head and smiled ferociously. The power on his body became more and more terrifying, making people feel extremely depressed: "Wizard, you and this city will be destroyed together!"
The fire clouds in the sky turned into the original flame again at this moment, and pressed down directly. At this moment, it was like the sky was falling!
His Holy Master, even if he has forgotten magic now and even if 90% of his body is missing, he is still the Eight Trigrams Huoli and still has the ability to flip the table.
The human race is all damn traitors!
Daolong frowned, watching the terrifying flames fall, and the purple light on his body became more and more dazzling. He looked back at the young man on the top of the building, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
He was not prepared for this battle!
"The demons and ghosts leave quickly, the demons and ghosts leave quickly..."
Suddenly, the huge Zhengqi suddenly approached. A black vehicle swerved and stopped. The father in a woolen sweater chanted a spell quickly, and a vast power shot into the sky.
The terrifying green light beam hits the sky-leaning flames!
Buzz~
Terrifying energy fluctuations were confronting each other in mid-air, and the carnival of black energy and righteousness between heaven and earth reached a new level. Dad was surrounded by a vague white energy, and an increasingly terrifying pressure radiated from his body.
Daolong glanced at the mage in surprise. Are the disciples of the great mage also going to reach that level?
He shook his head and ignored it. Now he had taken one-third of the talisman, and the Holy Master must not let it go!
The Daolong hand was raised again, the whip was drawn again, boom!
There was a violent impact, and there was another blood mark on the Holy Lord's body. The red-gold dragon's blood flowed even more for a while.
"Without dogs and horses, you will die. Let's see how long you can hold on." Daolong was expressionless, waving the whip of flesh and blood specifically aimed at the Holy Lord in his hand, with the power of more than a dozen forbidden spells, crazy Thrashing.
Boom boom boom....
The violent energy with endless power continuously hit the Holy Lord's body, and the red-gold dragon blood began to soak the ground, but the Holy Lord's eyes were still as crazy as ever, without taking any step back.
The whip was used to whip slaves in his era. Even if he fought for his destiny for a year and didn't use it, all living creatures here must be annihilated.
A trace of surprise flashed in Daolong's eyes. He raised his head and glanced at the green light pillar that was struggling to support and could disintegrate at any time, and slowly put down the whip of flesh and blood.
"Oh~ what are you doing? Dad can't hold on any longer!"
The angry voice of the father came, which did not disrupt Daolong's movements at all. He grabbed a small box from the void and took out three charms from it.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the Holy Lord was instantly smashed into the ground. The increasingly raging flames in the sky dissipated again, and the green light pillar shot straight into the sky.
Dad stared blankly at Daolong who was stepping on the Holy Lord, and murmured: "Oh... is this the mysterious person who stole the spell?"
