Chapter 658

When gray came here, he saw such a tragic scene.

Because of the elves, gray always thought that Elves were beautiful creatures, so he loved Wu and Wu. Seeing these lovely little things slaughtered, his heart also burst into anger.

Moreover, the dragon has a grudge against him. He naturally stands on the side of the spirit.

"Gray, let's help them!" The elf said unbearably.

"Well, you stay away, protect yourself, and I'll kill him!" Gray handed Carlisle the flying broom and took out a long gun, which was the magic weapon he had made for himself,

"Take it and help next to it. I have only one request. Don't let it go to heaven."

Carlisle himself is good at plant magic. Now, with his magic tools, even if he can't compare with the giant dragon, there is no problem to contain one or two.

Gray didn't bother to fight with him alone because he could fight in groups. He ran away last time. This time, he can't do it again.

The flying broom came to the top of the dragon. He was still busy fighting with the elves. He didn't find a few people who used hidden magic.

Gray stood up on the flying broom, a bronze spear appeared in his hand, jumped down and dived towards the dragon.

When he jumped down, the bronze spear sent out a deadly attack, pierced the sky, and the hidden magic was automatically broken.

For a moment, everyone on the battlefield found him.

"Who is he?" The elves had such a question in their hearts, and turned to joy, because they saw that he was going for the dragon and came to help them.

Mary Pherson had no blood on her face and her hands and feet were weak. If she had not been supported by a magic wand, she seemed to fall the next moment.

When she saw Gray, there was only a moment of joy in her eyes, and then a deep fear.

She doesn't trust all human beings. This man is helping them deal with the Dragon now, but after solving the dragon? Will this man be indifferent to seeing so many elves with no strength to bind chickens and her big elf queen?

Human beings are greedy, their desires can never be satisfied, and it is impossible not to be moved.

"Stand back and don't disturb the adult's fight!" Mary fisson clenched her teeth, tried to consider her words, passed the language in her mind, and changed some words that contained discrimination and ridicule.

The elves didn't disobey the order this time. Only two Python like elves haven't let go. They still cling to the dragon, even if their body has been broken by half of the dragon's claws.

Even if they survive, it is difficult to recover, and they will die soon.

In that case, it's better to create an opportunity for the human who helps them to seriously hurt the Dragon at one time, so that the dragon will not hurt others again, and Mary Pherson will not continue to work hard to maintain magic.

The Dragon felt the killing coming from his head, but he couldn't look up. Instead of relaxing, Mary fisson continued to overdraw her strength. Regardless of the output of her injury, she seemed to want to live with him.

"Go away, damn bitch!" The dragon was shocked and angry and began to struggle desperately.

With a click, one of the tree elves that bound him was torn in half by him, and the thorns on his body were smashed. The Dragon rolled aside with the remaining tree elves.

When rolling, he saw Gray. He immediately recognized this guy. His anger burned in the bottom of his heart and turned into a dragon breath.

The killing mechanism of the bronze spear was sharp. A layer of indestructible magic wrapped gray and rushed down against the dragon breath. The hot dragon breath was directly separated by the bronze spear. For a time, he couldn't get close to his body.

"It's impossible!" It's been a long time. How could he become so strong? It's not scientific or magic!

Seeing that the dragon breath didn't work, the Dragon rolled again. This time, he finally got rid of the last tree elf wrapped around him.

Damn it! Mary Pherson fought with him several times before, and didn't let these elves who obviously sent vegetables participate in the battle, so he didn't care. Unexpectedly, there were powerful elves among them, and he accidentally suffered a great loss.

Sharp pain came from his wings. He just didn't completely escape. The other party's sharp spear pierced his wings and tore them apart.

Under the ground, a magic wave was about to move.

"Don't do it again. If you do it again, you will die yourself." Gray turned to Mary fisson in the distance.

At this time, she was so badly injured that she had to risk dying of exhaustion to continue fighting. Does the woman think he can't? Do you look down on people?

"Master, let me help you!" The witch drank, and the golden rose petals fell from the sky, turned into a long sword and stabbed down the dragon's back.

"Fool!" The Dragon disdains that Mary Pherson's thorns can't hurt herself. Does this little magic want to hurt herself?

The Dragon didn't look at it. Its huge wings flapped and scattered the rose sword. It couldn't get close to it.

Then he straightened his upper body and waved a pair of huge claws towards gray with all his strength.

Dragons are powerful not only because they can fly in the sky, but also because they are terrible beasts even if they can't fly for the time being.

"Hiss!"

The bronze spear tore open the dragon's front claws, and his stiff skin in front of the bronze spear also belongs to the existence of one poke.

"Die!" The bronze spear pierced the bone from the front claw, and the pain invaded the bone marrow. The Dragon roared angrily, and the other claw was photographed severely.

This time, you have nothing to stop.

Gray quickly raised a hand and firmly caught a claw as big as his own. His hand was covered with hard skin, his five fingers turned into sharp dragon claws, and there were scale like lines on his arm.

"You have become much stronger. Unfortunately, I am stronger faster than you and faster than you think." Gray grinned and showed his white teeth. "You are no longer my opponent!"

"If you lose the ability to fly, you can't even escape!" Gray pulled out suddenly, and the bronze spear withdrew from the dragon's claw, bringing out the blood of the canopy.

The scarlet blood poured on gray. He didn't avoid or sweep it away and let it fall on himself. Instead, he turned his hands into dragon claws and stepped back to let the dragon's claws hit the ground heavily.

He stepped once, and the fastest speed broke out in an instant. The bronze spear struck again like lightning and stabbed the dragon's neck.

The Dragon opened his mouth and bit down at gray.

Shoot you, bite you!

Gray's eyes flashed and resolutely changed the target. The bronze spear slightly adjusted its direction and stabbed at the dragon's upper jaw.

With a click, the Dragon bit the bronze spear. The sharp spear did not achieve the expected effect of piercing his head.

Grello was disappointed, then gave up the bronze spear, turned over according to the dragon's head and fell on his neck. The sword in the lake appeared in his hand and cut it off.