Douluo: Xueluo Linglan

When the domain was fully expanded, Wei Lan closed her hands and her eyes fell on the turtle-shaped dragonborn in front of her.

"Ice and Snow Shattering Thorns!"

All dragonborn with snowflakes on their bodies were stabbed by the ice blade. Even if some dragonborn were only pierced through the superficial skin, their attack speed was greatly slowed down.

Several people also took the opportunity to attack. The Green Luan Divine Bird hovered near the Flame Lion. They emitted sound waves together, and the two red Heavenly Awakening Holy Golden Dragons used their sharp claws to tear apart the enemy in front of them.

Weilan's light shield allowed each of them to exert their full strength without any worries.

One can imagine how oppressive the real dragon is to the dragonborn. This is completely the home court of the two demon-conquering Qianjun!

These dragon-borns were controlled by the fear of the true dragon bloodline and unconsciously wanted to surrender. However, the dragon-born themselves were bloodthirsty and would never take the initiative to stop attacking. For a moment, they became restrained.

"Little ones, let me show you how powerful I am!" The Holy Golden Dragon of Tianxing stood up and spewed out beams of light from its mouth. Subduing Demon stood on its head. The dragon-coiling stick knocked away a piece of dragonborn and then spun around, and was caught by him. .

"The eighth soul skill - the end!"

After Guang Ling's soul skill was used, a vacuum zone appeared within tens of meters with him and Wei Lan as the center. All the dragonborn were eradicated, and the remaining ones hesitated and did not dare to move forward.

Guang Ling looked at Jiang Mo who was not far away. After he looked over, he raised his chin to show Jiang Mo to look at the corpses. His pride was self-evident.

Jiangmo snorted and turned to look for his brother and the lion.

The Dragonborn could sense that these people were not easy to mess with, so they all ran to Fuyou in the other direction. She was alone and looked easy to bully!

Fuyou was pulling out the long knife from the body of the Dragonborn, and a drop of blood splashed into the corner of her eyes. She tilted her head and looked at the Dragonborn running towards her, with a bloodthirsty smile on her lips.

There was no gorgeous soul skill, only a pure sword intention. The cold wind passed through the mirror-like long sword. Sharp coolness condensed on the blade, and strange black flames snaked along the blade.

Fuyou only used one knife to kill more than twenty small dragonborn in front of him. The remaining power of this knife directly broke through the sky!The blood-drinking long knife buzzed in the wind, tearing the icy sky apart inch by inch.

The power brought by the sharp blade boiled in the blood, and it was also an invisible shackle. Fuyou seemed relaxed, but in fact every step she took was extremely heavy.

In the past, she only wanted to be a silent person who stood by and watched, and did not want to be a hot-blooded hero. This martial arts is the brilliant flower that Fu You once bloomed after being bruised and bruised in the dust and struggling in despair.

Now that Fuyou has friends, she is no longer alone and has nowhere to call home. She doesn't want to die like a mote of dust in her life!

After seeing the power of Fu You's sword, Guang Ling Weilan and others said in unison: "Awesome!"

Qingluan landed next to Fuyou and said something very nice.

The seven of them killed most of the dragonborn and gained a lot. Behind them, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at them greedily.

Somewhere in the snowfield, a solemn tower stands tall. It seems that no one has stepped here for many years. Only the sound of the bell will stir up a little dust, like fine golden snow.

As dusk fell, on the attic of the tower, a figure in a black robe hidden in the shadows looked at the huge life chart in his hand, kept fiddling with it, and let out an enchanting laugh.

As the darkness receded and this wave of beasts passed, the dragonborn's body began to become transparent and slowly disappeared like smoke.