"very scary!"
"I can't even move!"
Si Dinghan and the others all yelled in horror.
The magic power fluctuation of the Necromancer Crown is too terrifying, it is like a sea directly fluctuating in the air, and it is almost impossible to move under the pressure.
"Come on! Warrior!"
On the contrary, Ayrin charged towards the crown of the undead with passion.
"Shua!"
Countless rays of holy light poured out from in front of him, shooting towards the crown of the undead.
The purple-black magic power emanating from the Necromancer Crown has completely formed a flame ball with a diameter of tens of meters, and the shattered necromantic power flowing out of it is like a death whip.
Inside the huge flame ball, more light flickered, as if it was a completely different world.
Strands of holy light rushed to the surface of this purple-black flame ball, like splashes of water.
"It really works!"
"Contained!"
The eyes of Jingkamiao and Fei Qiluo were instantly filled with surprise.
The whole huge purple-black flame ball gave them the feeling that a pot of water was about to boil, but the strands of light from Ayrin seemed like cold water falling in, making the pot of water always boil. It was almost impossible to completely boil.
Moreover, every ray of light that enters can melt a wave of necromantic power.
Under the impact of these holy rays of light from Ayrin, the recovery of the Undead Crown was suddenly contained at a critical point.
"ah!"
Knees were crushed by the power of the crown of the undead, and the evil dragon sorcerer who knelt on the ground uttered a mournful roar, and stretched out his hand to forcefully point at Ayrin.
"Crackkack..."
At the same time as he stretched out his hand, there was a sound of bones breaking in his arm.
"boom!"
A stream of magic power split from the huge purple-black flame ball, directly turning into hundreds of purple-black angels, making eardrum-stinging hisses, rushing towards Ayrin frantically.
"I can't seem to stop it!"
"It's over!"
Si Dinghan screamed.
Those purple-black angels forcibly walked through the holy light. Although their bodies were getting smaller and layers of magic power were melting under the holy light, they looked too domineering. The holy light emitted by Ayrin The power seems to be insufficient to wipe them out completely.
"It might be over for other magicians... But Ayrin is different..." At this moment, Jialan's voice reached his ears.
"Holy Gate Secret Art!"
"Holy Radiance. Melt!"
Ayrin's shouts of excitement like a combat madman sounded again.
"Shua!"
Countless holy rays burst out from in front of him again.
"..."
Si Dinghan was speechless for a moment.
The movements of those purple-black angels who looked extremely domineering slowed down significantly.
"Holy Gate Secret Art!"
"Holy Radiance. Melt!"
Ayrin kept moving forward, he still didn't stop, and an astonishing amount of holy light burst out in front of him again.
"It's really a monster..."
Such a voice sounded in the hearts of Jing Kamiao, Fei Qiluo and others.
The density of the holy light was really too high, a huge wall of light was formed right in front of Ayrin, exuding a jewel-like crystal luster.
Large swaths of magic power flew out from the body of the purple-black angel, like countless butterflies flying away, and then were purified and melted by the holy light.
All the purple-black angels had completely dissipated and disappeared when they were tens of meters away from Ayrin.
"ah!"
The evil dragon sorcerer let out a horrified cry.
"It's too cruel!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Ayrin unexpectedly jumped up, with a holy light all over his body, and directly punched the purple-black flame ball.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise on the surface of the purple-black flame ball, and a large group of flames exploded.
"ah!"
Ayrin flew backwards.
"Come on! Warrior!"
But without stopping at all, Ayrin screamed strangely again, and rushed up.
"It's really amazing!"
"Our Lord Commander is really invincible!"
All the half-orcs in the half-orc army flattered loudly, and it was very lively.
"Fortunately, the crown of the undead cannot be eaten... Otherwise, the crown of the undead will be eaten by him, right?"
Si Dinghan and the others were completely speechless.
Under the impact of the perverted Ayrin, the Necromancer Crown, the weapon of the Evil Dragon King, which could decide the entire battle situation, seemed to be the target of being ravaged.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the evil dragon magician below.
The magic power in his whole body was connected with the crown of the undead. Under Ayrin's bombardment, he had no strength to fight back at all, and his whole body seemed to be continuously beaten.
The purple-black flame ball kept shrinking, and the thick magic power gradually thinned out, and the crown of death in the center slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
Under Ayrin's constant impact, the crown of the undead continued to vibrate, like a scream of fear.
"what happened?"
"Why isn't the Necromancer Crown showing its power?"
"Is there anyone who can deal with the revived Necromancer Crown? How is it possible!"
Inside and outside the Dowa Palace, the evil dragon sorcerer who had already felt that victory was in sight, and who was so excited and grinning crazily, began to panic.
The expected scene of the undead crown sweeping everything did not appear, but the power of the undead crown was disappearing instead.
…
"Is this not enough?"
"The magician weapon of the evil dragon king is not very good either!"
Ayrin yelled.
Under his impact, the purple-black magic power outside the crown of the undead has shrunk to only about half a meter.
"Shua!"
At this moment, he was startled suddenly, and felt a terrifying aura suddenly appear in the sky above.
"Is there any powerful evil dragon master coming?"
He looked up suddenly.
"Sheila Moon! Watch out!"
Patriarch Baratheon suddenly let out a sharp roar.
Sheila Moon is the name of the storm dragon.
At the same time as he roared, the giant storm dragon groaned mournfully.
A huge chain entwined with golden flames and lightning wrapped around its body as if rolled out of the void.
"boom!"
Patriarch Baratheon was already about to help, but a huge roar sounded from behind his body, and instead his whole body bounced forward like a meteorite, with blood spurting wildly from his mouth.
"Bastard! I'll deal with you first!"
At this moment, billowing silver flames gushed out from Ayrin's body.
"ah!"
With a roar, the entire front of his body erupted with astonishing holy light again.
"boom!"
While the holy light was impacting on the crown of the undead, his fist also ruthlessly impacted on the crown of the undead.
"Kah..."
A crack was clearly heard on the crown of the undead.
A fragment floated down from the Necromancer Crown.
"ah!"
The evil dragon magician under the crown of the undead also let out a desperate scream, and countless shattering sounds resounded from his body.
"boom!"
In the next instant, countless cracks appeared on the entire crown of the undead, which exploded violently.
"Ayrin!"
Charlotte and the others all let out a scream.
A huge mushroom cloud rose up, Ayrin's body was completely submerged by the mushroom cloud, and a terrifying shock wave instantly swept across the entire battlefield.
"Ayrin... are there two evil dragon bishops again? It's over..."
Si Dinghan's legs went limp.
In the void not far from the screaming storm dragon in the sky, stood a magician with purple-black dragon patterns all over his face.
The huge chain with a length of hundreds of meters flew out of his hands.
On the ground not far away, a holy beam of light also appeared.
In the beam of light, there is a white-robed woman exuding holy light, she is Jingka Miao's mother, the former priestess of the Green Dragon Temple.
"Why did those strong men from our Aiqi Kingdom go? Why did only Bishop Evil Dragon rush over, but not our strong men from Aiqi Kingdom! Why are those guys not as reliable as those from the Baratheon family! "
In the next second, Si Dinghan cried out with tears streaming down his face.
Liszt, Jialan and others were full of bitterness.
For the top magicians, this was originally an evenly matched battle. The number of top magicians on both sides is actually about the same. The ones who finally appear here, whether it is the two evil dragon bishops or the two Aiqi kingdom The top powerhouses are not surprising.
But this can at least show that the duel between many top powerhouses has also ended. Whether it is the evil dragon cultist or the righteous magician, many magicians who once represented the strongest power in the Dorast continent have fallen.
"laugh!"
In the rising mushroom cloud, there was a sudden violent whistling.
A bluish-yellow wind gun with a length of hundreds of meters pierced the evil dragon bishop not far from the body of the storm dragon with a face full of dragon patterns at an astonishing speed.
"The powerful epic silver dragon bloodline opened my eyes even to the fact that even the crown of the undead was destroyed in your hands... It's a pity that you are still too weak. None of you can leave here alive today."
Bishop Xielong, who had a face full of magic pattern dragons, spoke unhurriedly.
"Shua!"
While he was speaking, a door covered with the same lines as his face appeared in front of him, and a huge python's head protruded from it.
The surface of this huge python's head is also covered with dragon patterns, rippling with an unusually weird aura of magic power.
Without a sound, the head of this giant python opened, swallowing the wind gun hundreds of meters long in one gulp.
"The Snake of Nether Void!"
"You are Nether Bishop Lante! You have not been imprisoned by the Green Dragon Temple"
Shanna let out a scream of disbelief, but stopped immediately.
She herself immediately realized why.
Bishop Lante of Nether had been besieged and killed by the sorcerer guards of the Green Dragon Temple many years ago.
But at that time, the Green Dragon Temple might have been controlled by the Evil Dragon Cultist... So the Nether Bishop Lante, who was said to be second only to the Holy Coffin Bishop among the Evil Dragon Bishops, was not dead at all!
"It's such a weird forbidden technique, I can't feel how it is performed!"
Ayrin's figure covered in pitch black slowly emerged from the edge of the mushroom cloud, and he looked in shock at Bishop Nether, whose face was covered with dragon patterns in the sky. u