Chapter 430 The Message of Victory
"Silver Dragon!"
How is that possible! It has been annihilated for thousands of years!"
"There is no silver dragon blood at all, even in ancient times. In such a field as the field of ancestors, it is impossible to attract the power of the epic silver dragon!"
Ling Yuxi and others are completely crazy.
The fact that the old professor of Holy Dawn College is an ancient dragon scholar is crazy enough, but what's more crazy is that in ancient times. Such an ancient dragon language in the field of ancestors must contact and preserve the breath of the blood of the direct descendants, so that it is possible to attract the strength of the ancestors in this bloodline that has long disappeared in the long river of history.
And there has only been one silver dragon in the whole history of Dorastor.
That is the epic silver dragon that cooperates with the legendary hero Ethan to kill the evil dragon king!
But the inheritance of the epic silver dragon has been cut off for thousands of years.
The magician on the Dorast continent has already forgotten what kind of talent and power the silver dragon has. How can this old professor of Holy Dawn College have come into contact with the pure silver dragon blood?
How can he use this field to attract the power of this silver dragon!
"That guy... Is it this kind of blood?"
At this time, Fei Qiluo looked at the field power and silver light dissipated in the sky, but completely understood.
In his mind, Ai Lin's face, which was always full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit, never giving up, flashed.
It turns out that you are the strongest background of Holy Dawn College... It turns out that you are the heir of this legendary bloodline. The person who found you and inherited such bloodline to you is really very discerning.
"This is a real confrontation... It's a pity that you Bai Lacyan's Storm Dragon, in the era of the Dragon War, is also incomparable with this epic silver dragon." Liszt stretched out and showed a lazy smile.
"It's impossible!"
"How can there be silver dragon blood in Holy Dawn College!"
The fifth person of the Vortex Warlock Team, who had exhausted all his strength, kept shouting like he was really crazy at this time.
The skin on his body fell like snowflakes.
"Never underestimate the strength of your opponent. You should understand that the history of our Holy Dawn College is as old as yours. Also, as a magician, you should maintain your dignity even when the last death comes. You only fight with magicians who are weaker than you, so you can't even maintain such dignity?"
The fluctuation of Professor Mei's magic power was also very weak, but at the moment when his voice sounded, countless cold light still flashed around the body of the fifth person of the vortex magician team.
Like countless wolf teeth, it was cut on the fifth person of the whirlpool team.
This should be the most powerful existence in the Vortex Warlock team suddenly cut off all the sounds, fell down, and the body was torn into pieces.
"Do you want to kill yourself or do you want me to kill you?"
Rui's voice sounded.
He has always been the lowest-key in the whole team of Holy Dawn College, but now he looks at Ling Yuxi and others. When he speaks, he is more arrogant than Ling Yuxi before.
"I..."
Lingyu will scold when she opens her mouth.
But he only said a son, and a shadow suddenly appeared silently behind him.
A black stick hit the back of his head.
His voice suddenly paused, the back of his head was completely sunken, and his whole body fell directly to the ground.
"You..."
Lingdi was so angry that he spewed out blood.
Rui Mingming was still asking whether they wanted to break or did he do it, but when he asked, he had already attacked.
"Sneer!"
A piece of knife light suddenly pierced his back and penetrated from his heart.
"You!"
Lingdi turned around in disbelief, looked at Ling Bowei, who was still shining with the eclipse of elements all over his body, and spit out a word with difficulty.
"That old guy is right... All we can do now is to preserve the last dignity of the sorcerer."
The long silver blade in Lingbowei's hand rotated in Lingdi's body, cutting off all his vitality. At the same time, the knife light in his other hand pierced his heart.
"Puff!" Poo!"
The bodies of Ling Bowei and Ling Di fell to the ground at the same time.
"Jialan lost a skill. After this battle, your physical function will also go downhill from the peak... Kate is frozen. I don't know if such an injury can be saved... My body can't be taken action in the future."
Looking at the demise of his opponent, Professor Mei, with an old-fashioned face, turned around, looked at Liszt and everyone else, and whispered with no expression on his face, "The Vortex Warlock Team is worthy of being the strongest team of Byla Theon. The price paid by our Holy Dawn is really heavy."
"What does it matter? As long as the little guys are still there, our Holy Dawn will only get stronger and stronger..." Liszt looked lazily at Fei Qiluo, and then at the forest in the distance, and smiled contentedly.
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"What the hell is going on in that place?"
"How powerful magicians are fighting?"
In the hunting ground forest of the moon-eating clan, many teams of magicians watched the huge lightning between heaven and earth in the distance.
"You moon-eating people are too unrighteous, are you? We all helped you kill all the Red Gold Poison Dragon and the Evil Pupil King of the Roland clan. Why didn't you have such a team to pick us up at this time?
The group of Holy Dawn sat in a huge basket.
Under this basket is a huge armored lizard.
not far ahead, the foggy valley is already the camp for the moon-eating people to resettle the wounded.
When Si Dinghan's complaint sounded, "Oh, hehehe", an old voice sounded in the thick fog, and then purple grass grew on his head, and the old treeman-like high priest and several cannibal teams appeared in their sight.
"Your Holy Dawn College team is strong and super handsome. Of course, you don't need a lot of magician teams to cooperate with you." The high priest looked at Si Dinghan and said with a smile.
"Of course!" Si Dinghan immediately smiled and shook his hair. The depressed expression on his face disappeared.
"Can you not be such an idiot? It's really a shame to be in the same team with a guy like you." Lin Luolan moved her body vigorously and sat a little farther away from Si Dinghan.
"What's wrong with me?" Si Dinghan looked like he couldn't figure it out.
"Grandpa, did they send you a message? Wu Yinglan and Lei Prison agreed to be our hostages. As long as we can destroy the whirlpool warlock team, they will let the Rolands deal with us against the Bailaion family first. Ai Lin poked his head out of the basket, nodded the fog shadow orchid and thunder prison sitting outside the basket, and said loudly to the high priest.
"We have received the message." The smile on the old priest's face disappeared. He looked at the fog shadow orchid and the thunder prison with complicated eyes and nodded, "Since you have made such a decision, I also support your conditions. As long as you become allies of Holy Dawn, we moon-eaters can also put down their grudges with you first and try our best to deal with Bai Laion. Our hatred will be resolved after the death of Bai Lasien.
Wh! Oh! Oh!
Several impatient figures suddenly shot out of the dense forest on one side.
Three moon-eating magicians came to the old priest. For a moment, they were so excited that they couldn't even speak at all.
"What happened?"
A circle of green light came from the old priest's body and fell on the three moon-eating magicians.
The mood of these three moon-eating magicians is slightly calmer.
One of the oldest magicians stammered, "St. Dawn College Liszt and others... have... let the front-edge sentry team... come... the news came, the whirlpool warlock team... the whirlpool team is completely destroyed!"
"Mr. Liszt?"
When they heard the magician's voice at the beginning, Ai Lin and others were already excited. Then after hearing what he said, Ai Lin and others jumped up directly from the basket.
"The Vortex Warlock Team was destroyed?"
"The vortex magician team has been directly destroyed?"
In an instant, this forest completely boiled up.
"The extremely evil group of six people..."
Lei Prison's face was not bloody. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Wu Yinglan. It was not until this time that he believed that Wu Yinglan had made the right choice.
......
"The Vortex Warlock Team was killed by the Holy Dawn's extremely evil six-person group!"
"What, the strongest magician team of Bai Lasien was destroyed by the extremely evil six people?"
At the same time, the same news, centered on the wilderness, spread sharply to the whole kingdom of Aiqi.
This is a huge earthquake for the whole Kingdom of Aiqi.
"The vortex magician team has been destroyed. It's time to put some pressure on Bai Lasien and pay some price back."
The news spread to the river basin, the castle of the Tuli family, and a cold order soon came out.
"Epic Silver Dragon Bloodline! How can it be!"
In the castle of Bai Lasien, some angry voices kept ringing.