"There can be no miracle."
Lante, Bishop of the Underworld, whose face was full of terrifying dragon patterns, smiled cruelly, and strange fluctuations of magical power suddenly surged out of his hands.
The chains wrapped around the dragon's body tightened again, cutting into the dragon's body.
A series of mysterious dragon chants continued to come out from the mouth of the giant storm dragon, but none of them were of any use, and they all turned into mournful cries in the end.
The chains are deeply embedded in its body, especially the chains wrapped around its neck are shiny all over, and are deeply integrated into the flesh and blood. The entire dragon head is in danger of being cut off immediately.
"The eye of the storm. Breaking through the sky!"
Patriarch Baratheon's face was extremely ugly, endless gusts of wind surged around him, centering on his body, it was as if a huge dim yellow eyeball was forming in the sky.
"Shua!"
But in the next instant, the huge dim yellow eyeball shrank toward the center, and his whole body disappeared from everyone's sight along with the shrinking magic power.
"What, he just ran away? Their Baratheon's storm dragon is about to be killed, and he ran away directly. This is too disrespectful!" Si Dinghan cried out in disbelief. .
The bitterness on the faces of Liszt and others was even stronger. Although this seemed a cowardly and shameless act, it was indeed the best choice under the current situation.
At such a critical moment, none of the other top justice magicians who were at the same level as Bishop Evil Dragon came, which only meant that those magicians had either fallen, or were seriously injured and unable to fight.
At present, the two evil dragon bishops obviously haven't fought much, and they are in the best condition, especially the ghost bishop Rand showed a powerful strength beyond other evil dragon bishops as soon as he appeared. Patriarch Baratheon, who had already consumed almost all of his magic grains, was indeed unable to fight him at all, and he might be killed immediately if he didn't run away immediately.
"Bastard! Did you just leave your partner and run away!"
"Even if you die, you must never give up on your partners and teammates who are fighting side by side with you!"
However, Ayrin couldn't understand it at all. He realized that Patriarch Baratheon had already fled directly, and he yelled extremely angrily.
"Holy Gate Secret Art!"
"Spear of the Storm King!"
Violent mana fluctuations rippling outside him again, a wind gun hundreds of meters long pierced fiercely at Bishop Nether.
"It's a pity, even if your epic silver dragon bloodline can really make your magic particles inexhaustible...but do you think you can defeat me like this?"
Nether Bishop Lante shook his head and smiled sympathetically.
The dragon patterns on his face emitted wisps of smoke, as if they were burning.
"Shua!"
The snake of the nether world reappears.
A magic pattern door opened in front of him again, and the huge python protruding from it swallowed a spear hundreds of meters away in one gulp.
"boom!"
At the same time, it was as if a black star had fallen.
A black flame fell straight from a very high altitude, accurately locking onto Ayrin's figure.
"Ayrin!"
Si Dinghan and the others didn't have time to react at all. At the same time as they yelled in horror, the place where Aylin was standing, the ground tens of meters around instantly turned into a deep pit, and the terrifying mana power spread like a swimming snake. Shuttle through the ground, instantly cutting countless splash-like cracks.
All the dust that rose from the deep pit became extremely dense crystals under the pressure of magic power, like countless diamond shavings.
Bishop Nether shook his head in pity again.
"kindness?"
But his pupils shrank slightly immediately.
Si Dinghan's eyes widened involuntarily.
In the center of the deep pit, a figure is struggling to stand up.
"It's not dead?" Si Dinghan was stunned, and shouted like crazy: "Ailin, you are too perverted."
"idiot!"
Lin Luolan gritted her teeth and looked at him, "What expression do you have, do you really want Ayrin to die?"
"Bastard! Even if I can't beat you, I will kill you!"
"Even if it's not your opponent at all, none of the techniques you use will pose any threat to you... But you need to use magic power to activate a technique once!"
"Bastard, what are you proud of! If you didn't fight the previous voodoo dragon until you lost both sides, you wouldn't be able to sneak attack this storm dragon so easily!"
"Holy Gate Secret Art!"
"Eternal Winter Domain!"
Ayrin's angry shouts rang out continuously.
In his angry shouts, his whole body was thrown upwards like a cannonball.
A field of eternal winter, bursting in the air.
"It's too slow." Nether Bishop Lante narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't pay attention to Ayrin's attack for the first time, and the powerful magical power in his hands surged again.
"puff!"
A circle of light burst out around the neck of the storm dragon, and the neck was completely severed.
"it turns out…"
Chris and the others on the ground were so shocked that their hearts almost stopped beating.
This is an unimaginable scene, a real giant dragon that can only be looked up to at ordinary times, was decapitated in front of them, and the huge dragon's head was about to fall off immediately.
The storm dragon's eyes also widened to the extreme.
At the bottom of the two huge eyeballs, endless dim yellow flames spread out. At this moment, the two huge eyeballs seemed to have completely turned into two gemstones.
There was a destructive flame gushing out of its eyes, but at this moment, when it saw Ayrin rushing forward screaming angrily and desperately trying to save it, this destructive flame suddenly disappeared in its eyes.
Its pupils flashed brightly, and the divine light suddenly went out.
"laugh!"
From its mouth, a terrifying faint yellow crystal light rushed out at a speed faster than the magician who opened the six magic gates.
"puff!"
This terrifying crystal light rushed directly and viciously at Ayrin's chest.
"what happened?"
Si Dinghan couldn't understand at all and stopped breathing.
Ayrin's body flew backwards like a meteorite.
He saw a prism-shaped crystal embedded in Ayrin's chest, and streams of blood gushed out from Ayrin's chest onto the prism-shaped crystal.
"You bastard!"
Si Dinghan's face distorted immediately, and he yelled at the storm dragon like crazy, "Did you take the wrong medicine? Ayrin wanted to save you, but you hit him instead!"
The storm dragon didn't make any sound.
Because at this time, its huge dragon head has fallen from the sky.
All the vitality in it has disappeared, completely dead, only the piece of crystal inserted in Ayrin's chest is exuding a terrifying dragon's breath.
"Shut up!" Lin Luolan's voice sounded in Si Dinghan's ear.
This time was different from the previous scolding, with a real violent breath.
…
"This is…"
Ayrin, whose chest was almost pierced, didn't even let out a scream.
A shocking unspeakable emotion, together with the power bursting out from the spar in his chest, instantly filled countless tiny corners of his body.
The spar is rapidly shrinking.
Each strand of unique force impacted every drop of blood and every tiny molecule in his body. At the same time, many sub-pictures appeared in his mind, and many mysterious dragon voices sounded.
"I used the Dragon Crystal inheritance... But is it still useful at this time?"
"Let's destroy together!"
The astonishment in the eyes of Bishop Lante of Nether just flickered, "Chains of Nether Hell!"
In the next instant, the phantom of a giant snake appeared in the void.
Swish!
A chain that was the same as the one that had just strangled the giant storm dragon stretched out from the void and fell towards the body of Ayrin who was flying upside down.
"ah!"
Every tiny molecule in Si Dinghan's body seemed to explode.
He exhausted all his strength and threw his green dragon spear over Bishop Nether.
This was an indescribable intuition, he felt that Ayrin would really die after being hit by such a technique, even when Ayrin was hit by that black flame just now, he didn't have such an intuition.
A figure suddenly appeared beside Aylin at this moment.
"Shua!"
A strange field force burst out.
The huge chain protruding from the void suddenly disappeared when it approached him and Ayrin.
"King Ka Miao!"
Everyone reacted.
"It was able to stop such a forbidden technique like me! If this is the case, it will only make you die more painfully!"
Bishop Nether's face became extremely cold.
All the dragon patterns on his face swam suddenly and converged on his right hand at an astonishing speed.
His right hand glowed with iron-gray crystal light.
"This is?" The pupils of Liszt, Rui and others also shrank to the limit. The iron-gray crystal light gave them a taste that surpassed everything, and even hallucinations appeared in their minds, as if there was an extremely terrifying demon roaring and devouring everything.
Beside Bishop Nether, the priestess wrapped in a holy beam of light had always had a calm face.
But at the same time that the right hand of Nether Bishop Lante was emitting iron-gray crystal light, her face also lost the slightest color of blood.
There was no fluctuation of magic power, and there was no sound at all.
Her body suddenly disappeared in the holy beam of light.
A hand, as if traveling through time and space, landed on the back of Nether Bishop Rand.
Her body is then revealed.
One of her hands rested on the back of Bishop Rand of the Underworld. Half of her body was black and the other was white. It should have looked weird, but instead it gave people an unusually dignified and holy feeling. She seemed to straddle two worlds, and countless chanting voices sounded from her body.
"you!"
Bishop Rand of the Nether yelled loudly and turned his head suddenly.
A magic door appeared in front of him again, with a huge snake head sticking out, but it was immediately destroyed by a terrifying force, turning into countless ashes of nothingness.
"puff!"
But at this moment, his right hand exuding iron-gray crystal light swung out, impacting on the body of the female priest.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
In front of the priestess's body, there seemed to be countless layers of glass that were constantly shattering, while behind the Nether Bishop Lante, countless bands of blue light flowed out, continuously seeping into the void.
In the void, a channel is forming.
"What's going on?" Everyone was stunned.
Jing Kamiao's body froze, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. u