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The monks in the chariots began to follow the dragon clan to recite mantras. Each person ’s power of consciousness was different. Under the action of the formation, they were attributed to a frequency. The spells recited by these monks and the dragon clan monks on the chariot quickly Overlapping, a strange syllable was formed, and seven dragon monks chanted together, and seven short notes broke out. ",

The monks thrown into the battlefield turned into a haze of blood, but most of them still survived.

When the spell was completed, the blood mist formed seven huge dragon clan spells in the air, merged together, and emitted endless brilliance. As if a sun was born, the newly emerged dragon clan waved the monk who had survived and sent him back into the war space.

He originally sent out 5,000 monks, and in a battle, he died more than 2,000.

Ye Ting silently calculated that the more than two thousand monks killed almost killed fifteen times the enemy.

The monks have an absolute advantage in facing the fallen protoss. If the dragons release all the monks in the chariot, they can almost win this victory. Only that will kill more people, at least one hundred thousand to start.

The dragon clan sacrificed two thousand monks, and let the rune light in front of them illuminate the earth. Almost all the fallen **** clan were shrouded in it. The voice of the dragon clan monk resounded in the sky.

Ye Ting understood their ultimate will to condense the runes, only two words-destruction.

Say it right?

Ye Ting is glad that his Taixu Mirror has recorded everything, and he can deeply analyze the meaning of these two dragon race runes. In the future, if you encounter an enemy with this ability, you may save yourself a life.

The shock waves spread in all directions, and only a few people could see this scene. Those fallen protoss fell one after another under the words of destruction, and were taken out of their lives.

Ye Ting also understood the dragon monk's tactics at this time, and the seven chariots killed the enemy. Form a safe area, and then throw the monk preparing for the blood sacrifice into it.

Then the monks of the dragon clan issued the destruction mantra, and the battle was over.

There are still many fallen protoss survivors. Seven chariots are scattered and rushed down. The fallen protoss did not mean to escape, they gathered around. Repeatedly hit the dragon chariot.

The battle is not that complicated, and the number of fallen protoss is not enough to threaten the dragon monks. In the chariot space, the dragon monks commanded the monks summoned to urge the true energy and enter the formation, and the chariot began to release magic attacks on the chariot.

Fallen Protoss has very low resistance to spells, and even the monks' spells can cause them great damage.

Then again, there are quite a few monks summoned by the Dragon Clan this time, with only two thousand sacrifices. Not too cruel. I am afraid this is the reason why the dragon family can maintain its rule. The number of monks sacrificed in each war is not too much. The normal style of play is more serious.

This direct sacrifice, the method of blood sacrifice monks, has reduced the mortality rate to the limit, but the two thousand monks are really helpless, they have no choice.

The chariots of the dragon races to and fro, never staying somewhere, the fallen **** clan swarms up. But there is always no real siege. The armor on the dragon clan is excellent, but the number of fallen **** clan is still huge. It is inevitable that there will be injuries. The healing speed of the dragon monk's body is amazing. Less than a breath of time, no matter what kind of injury can be collected and repaired, the dragon monk can maintain the highest fighting power.

I really want to catch the dragon clan, but I am a little bit ignorant. Want to catch such a dragon. You have to have the strength of Elder Lan to have hope.

Suddenly, the dragon clan chief in the high sky screamed, and a silver ray of light burst from his body and spilled onto the battlefield. Ye Ting heard a trace of urgency in the long howling.

In the distant sky, powerful coercion strikes, as if the seawater is pouring back. Arrived leisurely.

boom!

Seven chariots were hit **** the ground, and only the dragon race was still flying in the sky. A figure flew from outside the horizon, with the sound of air explosion, thunderous.

Across the chariot, this figure was blurred like a mist of water. No one can see the real appearance of this figure. He has the height of a normal human, only a little taller than Ye Ting, and nothing else can be seen.

The vague shadow and the dragon clan in the sky confront each other. The dragon clan monk has a pair of straight long knives in each of his hands. There are enough knives close to two feet to exude a strange breath, just like absorbing resentment between heaven and earth.

The dead life on the battlefield repeatedly cursed the dragon monks, but was quickly absorbed by the two long knives.

Blade of resentment!

The dragon race really is a powerful race, chariot, blood sacrifice, dragon weapon, these have made Ye Ting's eye-opener.

The Taixu God Mirror is also unable to see the enemies flying because of the chariot. Above the sky, the dragon clan monk held a knife with both hands and said to the fallen **** clan in front of him: "Give up this star."

"Dream, this is our last home!"

"You can choose to submit, otherwise I will kill you all and sacrifice the soul to the Dragon God."

"Oh, my family has 400 billion yuan, can you kill all?"

The dragon clan in the sky proudly said: "Dragon God is coming, you can kill it even if it is a hundred times. I will give you this option now, let you submit, you can ensure that your ethnic group can continue.

"Become your slave and continue to fight abroad?"

"What's wrong with that? We have a small number of dragons. In the end, these worlds are mostly occupied by servants like you. Nominal surrender. What does it cost you?"

"Haha! What are our losses? Back then, we betrayed the devil and made us lose the possibility of eternal life. We were imprisoned on this star. We have paid the price and will never submit to anyone again."

"It's really stubborn, okay ..."

The Dragon Clan monks staggered their swords and pushed them forward. The red light above the swords formed a staggered rune, like a pair of scissors. It was a cut towards the fallen **** clan in front of them.

Only two of them were left in the sky. The dragon chariot on the ground restarted, and the fallen **** clan fell to the ground together.

This is just a very small battlefield. On the stars, more dragon clan chariots and endless fallen **** clan fight. The dragon clan is an invader. The number is not much, but so far, no dragon clan monk has died.

More importantly, it seems that the monks enslaved by the Dragon tribe are from the world, only Ye Ting.

That is to say, there may be more than one star occupied by the dragon clan, otherwise it will not provide so many monks.

Long Shu was right next to Ye Ting. She did not even raise her eyelids, but kept her eyes half closed, in unison with the orders of the Dragon Clan monks.

Ye Ting rested her thoughts, but she was quite looking forward to catching a dragon to become a slave.

There are nine lairs around the enchanted space. The dragon-like powerful creature, if it can enslave one, her own combat power can be doubled.

It is almost instinctive to enslave other creatures like the dragon family of Long Bodhi. It is almost never like a dragon tree to fight desperately. There is also a reason for her timidity. Such a talented ability makes Dragon Bodhi no need to fight on his own.

Not to mention the dragon family, the powerful dragon bodhichitta can even enslave gods and immortals.

The enslaved creatures are all willing to take the dragon tree as their master, everything they have, and supreme existence. Now in the nest of the dragon tree, the queen has started to make soldier ants to provide power for the dragon tree.

When this soldier ant was born, it had close to the strength of the big demon, and its wings were born, which is equivalent to the golden pill of human beings. All the armor has been grown, and it is almost the same as the dragon tree. It will take a century to wait for all its demon patterns to grow, and Dragon Tree doesn't know what strength it will be.

This is the first soldier ant. The soldier ants developed later are not as strong, but they have little input.

The natural ability allows Dragon Tree to enslave nine races for her life, as long as she can afford it. And these races living in the lair provided by her will never betray.

The dragon race has become the target of the dragon tree. There cannot be too many warriors in the nest, but the races born in these nests, if left outside, the descendants born will follow the orders of the dragon tree.

Yang Mei lowered his head and sneered.

The dragons are really arrogant, but this group of dragons is going to be unlucky. Those monks under UU's reading www.uukanshu.com have infiltrated their own power, and all seven dragon warriors have been recruited.

You just have to wait slowly, to see which one is unlucky, first burst, the ghost symbols in the body of the remaining six Dragon Clan monks will all explode, concentrated on one Dragon Clan monk.

The dragon monks who can control the chariots are all elites among the elites, and the death of one is the huge loss of the dragon.

As long as one is dead, his last ghost will grow up, and then his first magic weapon will be born. Tianji Liudao can cultivate six magic weapons, so she did not practice the ten methods of home visit.

The complexity of Tianji Liudao itself is many times more complicated than that of Ye Ting's ten methods. Cultivating the magic weapon is also extremely difficult. I didn't expect to get a breakthrough in the dragon race.

If not, she would not sacrifice twenty monks.

The battle in the sky was extremely fierce, and the fallen protoss was good at close combat, and the dragon's double-edged swords were abnormally sharp. The mist around the fallen protoss body was cut by the double-swords, and could not be bridged.

Ye Ting passed the Taixu God Mirror, and he could only see that there were more and more gaps in the fog. After almost half an hour, the Dragon Clan monks released their double knives, and the lightning staggered cuts. Live the abdomen wound of the fallen protoss and tear it with force.

The whole sky turned red, and the fallen protoss strongman was torn to pieces by him.

On the dragon's chariot, the commander quickly changed his password. The chariot escaped into the distance. The red was pressed from the sky, the flames on the ground went out, and the ground began to corrode, turning into gray-black mud.

The dragon monk in the sky screamed in horror, his hands had disappeared. This kind of injury was not difficult for him to repair, except that a hint of blood-red breath had invaded his body, and his internal organs were rapidly dissolving.