Chapter 493： Give me back the dragon soul!

Cirvanas put the dragon soul into the magic backpack, just tied the bag, the dragon breath on the dragon soul immediately disappeared without a trace, its breath was completely blocked by the magic backpack and overflowed .

But at the same time, the three of Habayashi Xueying also immediately felt the powerful and unparalleled force, and suddenly increased their movement speed several times, accelerating and rushing towards them.

Habayashi Xueying intuitively believed that it must be the original breath of the four-color dragon king on the soul of the dragon that attracted that powerful force.

It must also be because of the disappearance of the breath of the four-color dragon king overflowing from the dragon soul that the powerful force rushed towards them several times faster.

"Into the woods! The opponent may be Deathwing, the Black Dragon King Neltharion!" Alleria cried anxiously.

The three Habayashi Blood Eagles immediately changed direction without hesitation, desperately urging their mounts to rush into the nearest dense forest at the fastest speed.

As soon as she entered the forest, Aurelia hurriedly took out the scroll to return to the city, tore it open immediately and reminded Habayashi Xueying urgently: "Quickly remove the transformation magic effect!"

Although Habayashi Bloodhawk couldn't understand why Aurelia was still distracted and reminded him to remove the transformation magic effect in such a hurry, but he saw that both Aurelia and Cirvanas were removing the transformation magic effect. , Naturally without thinking, he hurriedly withdrew without hesitation.

Each of the three of them is very nervous now, because what they sense now is not that there is only one extremely powerful force approaching them quickly, but a whole five powerful forces are rapidly approaching them from different directions. move closer.

The strength of these forces not only made Bloodhawk Habayashi feel palpitating, but also made the legendary masters Alleria and Cirvanas feel palpitations.

The magic activation of the teleportation scroll back to the city was very fast. In just five seconds, a cylindrical beam of white light soared into the sky, and the three people and three wolves instantly disappeared into the woods in the circular beam of light. A few seconds later, the white beam of light disappeared, and the forest returned to its original tranquility.

After a minute.

A huge black dragon above the woods let out a roar that shook the sky. The roar was so loud that even the ground and the tall mountains felt trembling. The dense and verdant forest trembled under the wrath of the black dragon, and the leaves rustled.

"Despicable! Thief! Liar! I want you all to die!" The black dragon let out a roar that shook the sky, and clusters of violent flames sprayed from the dragon's mouth towards the forest.

The woods wailed in agony from the great flames that continued to belched from the mouth of the black dragon, and their branches and leaves crackled in the huge flames, as if the whole forest was screaming desolately.

After burning the woods, the black dragon turned its attention to Grim Batol again, still angry. Although he didn't have time to catch the thieves and liars on the spot, he could see clearly from a distance that they were three orcs riding warg mounts. After they entered the forest, the forest lit up with the unique light of the city portal scroll.

They must have stolen the dragon's soul, and the orcs must have become greedy when they saw the dragon's soul! The black dragon was furious!

Although he himself arranged for his cronies to contact the orcs and guide the orcs to dig out the soul of the dragon. But what the orc did at this time was beyond his control, and it was not carried out according to its original plan.

It felt that the orcs were challenging its dignity, and felt that it had been deceived by the orcs, so the orcs who deceived it had to pay the price.

Who is that? He is the former guardian of the earth, Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, and he is Deathwing, the strongest of the dragons. No one can deceive him, and those who dare to deceive him must pay the price.

Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, is proud, and his dignity will never allow this group of humble ants to challenge him, let alone allow this group of humble ants to live comfortably after being challenged.

It looked around at the four powerful forces gathered at it at high speed in all directions, and spewed out a scorching breath from its nostrils.

snort! What a bunch of ghosts. Nesario snorted coldly with disdain.

Then it flapped its huge black wings violently, and flew towards Grim Batol with great power. And the woods behind him, under the huge wind force caused by its flapping wings, set off a fire that soared to the sky.

"You humble ants, how dare you lie to me!" Neltharion hovered over Grim Batol, he let out a deafening roar: "How dare you hide the dragon soul! Hand it over! Otherwise You all have to die!"

The entire Grim Batol trembled under Neltharion's roar, and the orcs in Grim Batol ran around in panic. There is nothing wrong with orcs being powerful, but it depends on who they are for.

Deathwing is not a god, but he is the dragon closest to a god. His ability is enough to change the world, crack the earth, sink the island, and erupt the volcano, all of which are easy for him. He wasn't the only orc in Grim Batol who could stand against him.

Neltharion circled twice over Grim Batol, but he didn't feel the breath of the dragon soul, and his mood became even more irritable! he thinks this

The group of humble and greedy ants are still reluctant to take out the artifact dragon soul, but he is not in the mood to be patient with the group of humble and greedy ants. He has never had much patience, especially when facing groups of humble and greedy ants.

What's more, now he feels that the four forces are getting closer, UU reading he has no time. Because he is too familiar with these four familiar forces, these four forces have been entangled with him for more than ten thousand years, they are none other than the four-color dragon king who has been chasing him for ten thousand years.

"Damn! You humble ants, you must pay the price of death for your greed!" Neltharion roared angrily over Grim Batol: "You all have to die!"

While Neltharion let out a huge and angry roar, he rushed down from high altitude towards Grim Batol Mansion.

It fell like a powerful meteor on the tallest structure in Grim Batol.

Under its huge strength, more than half of the huge tower collapsed, and Neltharion looked down at the panicked orcs running around like ants like ants like a mountain eagle.

"Give me back the dragon's soul!" Neltharion roared to the sky.

His huge roar echoed throughout the entire city of Grim Batol, causing dust to fall from the stone walls everywhere. However, the orcs were still running around in a hurry, but how dare anyone dare to talk to him?

"Roar!" Neltharion stood on the half of the tower angrily, with the dragon's mouth wide open and crazily spewing huge and scorching flames in all directions.

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