In the soul tombs, a huge pale dragon suddenly opens its eyes. Under its body is a coffin like fortress. Around the fortress there is a slowly rotating soul stone.
"Someone opened the border, and the Dragon went to tear them up!"
A gloomy voice came from the fortress. A dark blue figure floated out of the fortress. It held a huge axe in its hand, and there were several silver white spirits beside it.
The Dragon took a sidelong glance at the dragon's head and didn't take its words seriously.
"Reaper, you can't command me. It's not human beings who belong to soul tombs. Even they are undead."
"But you should hear that dragon roar. Don't pretend to be a big bug! He's a dragon! "
The dark blue figure can't help but get angry, but with its strength, the dragon in front of it can tear it completely with a roar.
"So what, just ordinary people who are favored by fate!"
Seeing that it can't drive it, the dark blue figure can only sneak back secretly, and it is just the hand of the watcher. If there is no command above, it can only stay here until the other party dares to touch the prohibition of the scroll.
"Since I'm a dragon descendant, I'll meet him and give him a gift by the way."
Dragon thought, and then saw a few figures are coming here.
"The ancient scroll was put there, but there was a huge dragon guarding there. It was so powerful!"
From a long distance, they saw a huge pale dragon lying on the top of the fort. Its body was emitting terror, pestilence and poison gas. Four pairs of long horns bent downward, and the bright blue eyes were shining.
Before they came in, the Dragon had already flew up and circled over them at a very fast speed. After a week, there was a low dragon roar like the sound of rain, and then countless black raindrops fell on the open space.
Those raindrop like things just landed, bursts of sizzling sound like hot iron meets cold water, countless black skeletons are called out, some of them are holding weapons, some of them are surrounded by elemental cloaks, rushing towards them.
Valerica immediately began to use her magic. Compared with serana, who had been sealed for thousands of years and suffered from starvation, her strength not only did not fall, but also improved in this dying place.
A bright silver electric wall rises from the ground. After the skeletons collide with the electric wall, they are directly punctured and smashed by the electric spark, and become countless pieces of bone.
Valerica is just like the destruction tutor in winter castle. One after another expert level magic is released at will. Those skeletons are just some soldiers. Under the attack of magic, they will soon be destroyed.
The Dragon saw a few small skeletons scattered on the ground. It dived one by one, and a jet of dark green dragon breath spewed out.
There will be a deep stream of black liquid in the rock, leaving a deep stream of black liquid in the ground.
Fortunately, they dodged the dragon's breath in time, otherwise they would be corroded with the earth.
The power of Longxi is no less than that of oduin.
Yunhao stood up from the ground and looked at the dragon flying in the sky. From the other side's eyes, he seemed to see a trace of provocation and banter.
The other side is definitely not that kind of simple dragon. Just imagine that there is something wrong with such intelligent creatures in such a place of death, which makes him think of the AODA Weiying he saw on the ridge of San Gu mountain. The other side is not very good at dealing with oduin.
But in front of him, he can't know what the other side thinks. From the beginning, the other side has been carrying out saturation attack, without giving them any breathing opportunities.
After flying in the sky for a while, the Dragon fell to the ground, and at the same time, countless undead emerged from the ground around it.
These spirits are much more powerful than those before. Yunhao finally broke through the siege and came to the dragon. Before dawn could cut each other, a thick tail came to him.
But he had to turn into a bat and fly to one side to avoid the fatal tail.
In the later struggle, he just saw an opportunity, and a death mark fell on his body. But the imprint of death has no effect on it.
"Duvakhin, vomit eyes, weakness!"
This is a mockery of his dragon roar. It's too weak, even useless.
It's also his own stupidity. Only those weak dragons will be hurt by the sword when dealing with the dragon. To this extent, only the dawn in Yunhao's hand, even his dragon scale, can't be broken.
But it is not that there is no way to deal with the dragon, we must find their weaknesses, but about the dragon in front of him, he does not even know the name of each other.
Each dragon has its own name, and each name represents a different meaning.Just as they were fighting together, a dark blue figure poked his head out of the fort.
"Well! In the end, it's not a fight. It's a good idea. If we get rid of them, we won't have to trouble me. "
It looked for a while, although the dragon has been in the upper hand, but has never been able to do anything to them.
"Damn dunneville, you're rowing!"
The figure complained in a low voice, and then felt that a look had noticed his side. When it looked at it, a gray wave came.
The dark blue figure suddenly became fragmented, turned into a pool of dark blue spirit and fell to the ground, with which the whole fortress was smashed.
Only a bang was heard, the fortress turned into a ruin, completely collapsed, and then an egg shaped ball of light emerged from inside.
Yun Hao is in a cold sweat at this time. If the Dragon doesn't suddenly turn back, the Dragon roars. If it's aimed at himself, I'm afraid he's broken to pieces.
"The last running dog is no longer here, duvakkein. It's time to fight between you and me. Defeat me. That ancient scroll is yours!"
The dragon's mouth is full of words, then it looks up and screams, and its body gradually shrinks until it turns into a ragged girl.
"My name is dunneville, Dworkin. Tell me your name!"
Yun Hao was shocked all over. He raised his head difficultly. At the same time, there was a series of explosions from his whole body. The blood was like an arrow.
Dunneville's meaning in dragon language is "curse, never perish". Just listening to the name in his ears, it has already made him vomit blood, and the blood from serana in his body has begun to solidify.
Dragon language is equal to and even higher than Yan Ling, each character of which has a unique meaning.