Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Speech Spirit System

Chapter 176 The Dragon Slaying Necromancer

When the black dragon rushed up, Pandora, the patriarch of the dragon, was already facing him head-on. Two huge and extremely powerful dragons collided in the air, and the force interacted with each other. The air seemed to be smashed into powder.The powerful whirlwind blows in all directions around them, and the entire dark world seems to be torn apart.

The Necromancer and the Holy Golden Rose Knight on the Pandora's dragon horn felt an extremely fierce wind blowing towards them, blowing them so hard that they couldn't even open their eyes.

Two powerful creatures entangled high in the sky.They bit each other, using sharp claws or mouths to bite each other's weak spots. This was undoubtedly the most primitive struggle. Magic and dragon's breath were useless in such primitive and brutal battles.

They fought from high altitude to the rock wall, and then climbed from the rock wall to high altitude. The moon emerged from the clouds and mist, and the silver moonlight shone on their scales of different colors, dyeing them with fantasy and strange colors.

The powerful impact made the rock wall towering over the sea fragile, and large pieces of rock fell into the sea. The extremely turbulent waves broke the silence of the night. The black dragon Hoga bit one of Pandora's wings, and the big drop The blood flowed down from Pandora's back along the golden mottled scales, instantly turning red the eyes of the golden dragons watching from the side.

They screamed angrily at the black dragon, opened their mouths and fiercely threatened, their eyes shining with hatred.

Bishop Vilay, who was watching this scene in the cave, said "Ah" and said, "By the God of Light, the black dragon is too powerful. This golden dragon will also be defeated, right?"

He didn't know that the golden dragon he was talking about was Pandora, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan.

Noah didn't speak, and his eyes were fixed on the golden dragon whose wings were bitten by the black dragon, with a nervous expression on his face.

Pandora roared and turned her head. She opened her huge mouth at the black dragon that bit her wing. Hot dragon breath spurted out from her mouth, and the hot flames streaked through the air with a dazzling luster, lighting up the night.

The black dragon bit its wings and pulled its head to the side. It survived the attack of the dragon's breath. Its sharp fangs were deeply embedded in the golden dragon's fleshy wings. Its limbs and claws clung tightly to Pandora's body. A reversed posture violently tore off the golden dragon's wings.

"Ow—"

The golden dragon's painful roar resounded throughout the sky of Dragon Valley, and the surrounding golden dragons screamed angrily, their fleshy wings fluttered in the air, as if they could not hold back anymore and seemed to rush up.

"Come on! How can these golden dragons not go up to help!"

Bishop Villers felt really bad. The dragon's wings were connected to the dragon's extremely sharp nerves. How painful it would be to be torn off with such force. Bishop Villers felt his scalp numb just thinking about it.But the key point is, that golden dragon was injured, why didn't the other golden dragons rush to help? He was really anxious to see it.

"Dragon is a kind of arrogant and conceited creature. They don't bother to launch a siege." Captain Aaron on the side suddenly said, his eyes looked at the golden dragon that fell into the sea from the air, and saw a large amount of blood on the sea. Melt away, as he said.

Bishop Weilai couldn't understand, so he said: "Why do you pay so much attention to sitting at this time! If you don't go up to help, do you want to watch this golden dragon be killed by the black dragon?"

The black dragon swooped down and plunged into the bottom of the sea. The undulating sea surface suddenly became turbulent. Under the dark night, the dark water covered the shadows of the two rolling knives in the water, allowing them to roll, intertwined, and Bite.

The turbulent waves were undulating, and the black dragon and the golden dragon were washed up on the beach of Dragon Valley. They once again started a fierce fight on land.

The black dragon bit the second wing of the golden dragon. Its black dragon eyes were shining with excitement, because it could clearly feel that the golden dragon's physical strength had gradually weakened.

After all, it is an old dragon that has lived for more than 1000 years, the black dragon Hoja thought, biting its wings fiercely, and tightly holding the struggling golden dragon with its limbs, because next, it wanted to kill this dragon just like before. The remaining wings of the golden dragon were torn off again.

However, the black dragon soon discovered that it was happy too early. When a sword pierced its eyeball from his head, it roared with pain and struggled violently.

It suddenly let go of the golden dragon and flew high into the sky, then swooped down from the high altitude and finally plunged into the sea. From a distance, it seemed as if it suddenly lost control and fell into a state of madness.

So Bishop Weilai was surprised: "What happened to this black dragon? What happened just now?"

Sistar tightly held the sword in his hand, and his whole body was hung upside down on the black dragon. The moment he pierced the sword, the scarlet dragon blood sprayed him, and the roar of the black dragon shocked his eardrums even more. break.

"hold onto."

On top of him, the necromancer clinging tightly to the horn of the black dragon said so.

But the black dragon's reaction was very violent, it led them to rush into the sky, suddenly turned around and plunged into the sea, wandering crazily in the sea, as if falling into madness.

Sistar's hand slowly loosened, the skin in his palm was completely torn, from the piercing pain at the beginning to the gradual numbness in the back, and now exhausted, he knew that the purpose of the black dragon was to shake them off.

"Necromancer, I don't think I can hold on any longer." The Holy Golden Rose Knight said, but his ice-blue eyes were very calm, as if he wasn't the one who let go the next moment.

But after he finished these words, his scarred hands were completely loosened.

But the expected feeling of being sucked into the bottom of the sea did not strike, and a hand grabbed him at the last moment.

The black-haired and dark-eyed necromancer looked directly into his eyes and said in a brisk tone: "Okay, my summoning technique is completed. I believe we can defeat the black dragon!"

A huge bone dragon suddenly emerged from the sea. It dragged the black dragon in the sea and threw it onto the beach, directly making a big hole in the beach.

The necromancer swiped his finger in the air, and the open golden five-pointed magic array lit up. A hole suddenly opened in the middle of the corresponding magic array, and a second equally huge bone dragon emerged from the crack.

"Attack its eyeballs!" The Necromancer pulled up the Knight of the Holy Golden Rose, and she calmly gave the order.

"Bone dragon! Oh my god! That necromancer is there! She actually summoned two bone dragons in one go!" The moment Bishop Willai saw the two bone dragons, he was stunned. How much magic power is needed? Only then can a two-year-old bone dragon be summoned!
　What does the golden dragon and the black dragon look like...Please refer to the Western Dragon. Yes, it's not what you think...(face covering)

　　
　
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