What age is it, still in the traditional card making

In the end, Mogol was disappointed. The silver dragon set out to hunt at 12:00 noon, and the damn Goblin King started ordering the monsters to set traps.

First, they asked the poisonous cat demons to poison the river outside the cave, and then ordered the tauren to take the boulders they had prepared to a mountain not far away, ready to throw them at any time.

He also asked the goblins to hide in the nearby woods, holding the huge net that had been prepared in their hands, and planned to sprinkle it on Yinlong while he was drinking water.

Ye Qiong looked at the idle murlocs, as if they had nothing else to do, and asked Mogol, "Why don't you go swim around for a couple of laps and relax?"

If life and death were not in Ye Qiong's hands, Mogor would have pointed at his nose and cursed angrily on the spot, what is swimming twice? Are you wondering if there is poison in this river? If I really went to relax, I'm afraid I would float up on my belly.

Seeing that all the preparatory work was completed, Ye Qiong ordered the monsters to hide, so as not to be discovered by the silver dragon.

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk, and the silver dragon returned to its nest with a tusked elephant in its mouth. It seemed that it was in a good mood, and its flying speed was like a walk.

Soon, he flew down, came to the river outside the cave familiarly, drank the water, and found something was wrong. Why does the water taste a bit strange?

Before he could figure it out, a dozen goblins ran up to him and cast a huge net on him.

"put!"

Following Ye Qiong's order, the tauren on the top of the mountain not far away, holding a boulder in their hands, hurled wildly at the silver dragon.

At this time, Yinlong was entangled by the huge net, and it seemed like a fixed target. These boulders hit his wings impartially.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

With this sentence, Ye Qiong spread his mental power to the surroundings, and all the monsters near the cave heard it.

The goblins remembered the fear of being dominated by Ye Qiong, even if they were facing the giant dragon, they went up with poisoned daggers in their hands.

The cat demon and the murlocs gritted their teeth and followed after seeing the most cowardly goblins.

There were too many ants, and it would be painful to bite. Even with the protection of the dragon scales, the silver dragon screamed uncontrollably.

The scarlet pupils exuded a dangerous aura, and swept across the weak monsters in front of him one by one. He didn't understand why these humble ants who could only look up to him and knelt on the ground dared to fight him with swords.

A dragon roar pierced the sky, the giant wings took off, broke free from the giant net wrapped around his body, and flew into the air, just about to spit out a mouthful of dragon breath to completely wipe out the group of ants, but found something was wrong, why was it so difficult for him to fly ?

After a quick glance, he understood that those boulders were aimed at his wings, and the Goblin and the cat monster had a clear goal, which was to destroy his wings, and these monsters wanted to destroy his most powerful wings. Weapons are abolished.

What the wings give him is the advantage of flying. The monsters on the ground can't attack him at all. Moreover, he still has a choice. If he loses, he can flap his wings and choose to escape.

But right now, everything is gone. He can clearly feel that the claws of those cat monsters and the daggers of goblins are all toxins. Although these toxins have not had much effect for the time being, if things go on like this, they will May lose ability to fly.

If it was an ordinary monster, it might choose to retreat temporarily, but Yinlong didn't have such a choice. The pride of being a giant dragon didn't allow him to choose to escape. He wanted to teach these ants a lesson.

A light yellow dragon's breath attacked the monster army below. In front of the dragon's dragon breath, the monster army had no room to resist and chose to flee one after another.

After the dragon's breath ended, Ye Qiong chose to order again: "Archer, prepare to release the arrow."

The goblins, who were still in shock, instead of running away, took out the bows and arrows behind them and pointed them at the giant dragon in the air. This practice obviously did not conform to the habits of goblins.

Silver Dragon looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a purple-eyed goblin on a mountaintop, and thought, "Is it because of him that these goblins didn't choose to escape?"

Immediately, he felt ashamed and angry. He could naturally see that this goblin had evolved from a goblin sage. Not surprisingly, this trip was to hunt and kill him to evolve into a goblin tyrant.

The last goblin sage is the same, and this one is also the same. Where do these goblins have the courage to challenge the proud dragon?

Ignoring the rain of arrows coming towards him, he flapped his wings and flew towards Ye Qiong. If he was captured and killed, the group of goblins would naturally make the right choice.

Facing the menacing Silver Dragon, Ye Qiong seemed unflappable, and said to Mogor beside him, "Are you ready?"

Mogor replied angrily: "Don't worry, I have been playing natural magic for so many years, how could I make a mistake."

Just when the silver dragon was about to strike, a gust of wind rolled up Mogor and Ye Qiong. The murlocs and goblins who were still on the top of the mountain just now flew into the forest at the foot of the mountain. Before leaving, Ye Qiong He waved his hand at Yinlong provocatively.

Feeling humiliated after pounced on the empty silver dragon, a dragon chant sounded again, and then rushed straight to the direction where Ye Qiong was escaping, but to his surprise, there were thousands of monsters waiting for him in the forest.

One after another fireballs, ice cones, magic stones, and arrows hit Yinlong like they didn't want money.

The tauren were also fighting with high spirits, and they attacked the silver dragon fiercely with their battle axes in their hands. The cat demon and murloc were also not to be outdone, and continued to attack.

Although these attacks were not painful or itchy, they made Silver Dragon extremely uncomfortable. With one wing, a huge wind pressure was generated, and the monsters surrounding him were repelled.

Just when he wanted to fly, he found his stomach was a little uncomfortable, and then he thought of the water he just drank.

He looked at the purple-eyed goblin viciously, and cursed angrily, "Despicable goblin!"

Ye Qiong, who was hiding in the distance, was extremely indifferent to this, and replied: "Thank you for the compliment."

Then ordered the monster legion to continue to attack.

At this moment, Mogor and Ye Qiong sensed at the same time that the magic power on the silver dragon was surging, and the nearby elements seemed to be attracted by him, surrounded by him, extremely excited.

Immediately, he understood that the silver dragon was going to amplify his move.

Looking at Mogor, he immediately understood the meaning of the Goblin King, gathered the wind elements around him, rolled them up, and chose to escape temporarily.

And the surrounding monsters are also extremely smart, choosing to escape one after another.

But their speed is not as fast as the silver dragon's condensed magic. With the silver dragon as the center, an ice ring spreads around.

Those who were hit, whether it was a tree or a monster, were all frozen into ice, and suddenly, the original green forest turned into a world of ice and snow.

This attack was extremely exhausting for Silver Dragon, the toxin infestation, and the pain in his wings hit him, he was out of breath and looked very tired.

Just as he was about to flap his wings and choose to escape temporarily, the hateful purple-eyed goblin walked in front of him again.

Ye Qiong said lightly: "Hey, Mr. Yinlong, is the magic power reserve enough?"

Immediately, the [Inherent Barrier—Dream Field] unfolded, and the background of the original ice and snow world gradually began to change.

This materialized world is a desert, the ground is full of countless swords without a master, and there are several huge gears intertwined in the sky. The scene of the setting sun brings a sense of loneliness and desolation to this world.

Mogor on the side was stunned. He never thought that he would be able to see this epic scene when he sent the Goblin King back.

If he remembers correctly, this should be a domain, why does this level of magic appear on a high-level monster? This puzzled Mogol.

"Mr. Yinlong, are you satisfied with the battlefield I chose for you? Naturally, the setting sun forest should be matched with this setting sun scene. Today, use your dragon blood to cast me as a super class."

Regarding this, Yinlong looked extremely disdainful, sneered, and said:

"Heh, the humble goblin also wants to achieve the great cause of slaying dragons, create epics, and achieve special grades. Do you know what happened to the last goblin who wanted to do this?"

"Wrote a magnificent adventure diary, but it disgusts me."

He naturally knew the fate of the Goblin sage, but Ye Qiong didn't intend to follow Yinlong's words.

"I'm still talking hard when I'm about to die."

The battle was about to break out, facing the incoming silver dragon, Ye Qiong said silently: "Projection, start!"

A silver short sword was slowly built in his hands. This is the dragon-slaying sword he had prepared long ago, the degraded and degraded version of the fantasy great sword, Heavenly Demon Lost Fall, the only effect is to attack the dragons.

After he was promoted to Goblin Sage, whenever he had time, he practiced his fighting skills in the illusion.

At this time, he is no longer the Goblin who was easily manipulated by Brother Xiong. Even in the face of the dragon, he can still say: "He and I are 50-50."

What's more, the giant dragon is still injured at this time, and the flying speed of its wings has obviously dropped. If it continues to drag on and wait for the onset of the toxin, the advantage is obviously on Ye Qiong's side.

Dodging the attacking dragon's claw sideways, he inserted the short sword into the silver dragon's right leg. The dragon scale responsible for defense was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the dragon-slaying sword, and was easily broken through.

Yinlong cried out in pain, at this moment he couldn't understand why an ordinary sword could break through the defense of his dragon scales.

He really wanted to use the ultra-large-scale magic called the Ring of Ice and Snow again, but he was just a young dragon that had lived for 300 years, and he didn't have much magic power to release this magic.

He waved the dragon claw weakly, but was dodged by the flexible body of the goblin in front of him.

Just when he wanted to fly to open the distance, the toxin broke out at this moment, and the huge pain swept his whole body, but Yinlong found that he couldn't fly at all at this time.

The despicable goblin has already climbed up his body arrogantly, brandishing the dagger in his hand recklessly and piercing into his flesh and blood.

"Shameless! Despicable!"

All Yinlong can do now is to curse incompetently and furiously.

Ye Qiong didn't respond to this, but frantically ran back and forth on the dragon's body, he didn't dare to stop, this is the only chance he has in this life, if he misses it, he can only live on Reincarnation to fight again.

The superposition of countless conditions allowed him to have the power to fight against the silver dragon. If he could still lose under such circumstances, he might as well go directly to the holy basin war, and don't even think about attacking the sunset forest.

Mogol, who was hiding in the distance, just took out a blank diary and recorded everything in front of him.

This is the real thing, the epic that happened before me, the identity of the weakest monster, defeating the strongest monster, such a great feat, recorded enough to be sung for thousands of years.

Both the goblins and the giant dragon seemed a little out of breath at this time, but even so, neither of them chose to bow their heads and admit defeat. Ye Qiong wanted to evolve, while Silver Dragon did it for his dignity as a giant dragon.

Sensing the surge of magic power on Yinlong, knowing that he was going to make a final fight, Ye Qiong jumped off him, and shouted at Mogor who was beside him: "What are you doing in a daze, run away!"

Mogor, who was still writing like a god, also came to his senses, quickly rolled up the strong wind, and chose to escape.

Ye Qiong, on the other hand, built a bat wing on his back, and quickly flew up to escape.

Seeing the silver dragon's final attack, he built a blazing seven-fold ring to defend against this attack, and the seven-layer defenses were quickly broken one by one.

Fortunately, Ye Qiong ran fast enough, only to receive the aftermath of this attack, and fell heavily to the ground.

Severe pain could be felt all over his body. Ye Qiong didn't relax his vigilance. Looking at the silver dragon in the distance, he saw him fall heavily on the ground. Looking at it like this, he seems to have accomplished the feat of slaying a dragon?

He staggered forward, and when he felt that the silver dragon had completely lost his breath, he ran faster and faster.

Even if he was limping, he didn't care at all, with a maniacal laugh on his mouth. If someone didn't know, he would think this goblin was crazy.

He came to Yinlong's side, the giant dragon that was once aloof and invincible had been reduced to a corpse.

Wielding the dragon-slaying sword, he inserted it into the heart of the silver dragon and pulled out the heart of the giant dragon.

Looking at the bright red dragon heart that was still beating like a living creature, Ye Qiong's heart jumped for joy. After working for so long, he can finally evolve into a goblin tyrant.

Without any hesitation, he began to devour the dragon's heart greedily, and immediately after that, he began to bathe in the dragon's blood.

Feeling the heat in his body, Ye Qiong understood that the evolution had already begun.

To Mogol who was not far away, he shouted with great joy and madness: "Mogol! Use your knowledge of more than a hundred years to sing praises to me, requiring more than 800 words!"

For this outrageous request, instead of choosing to resist, Mogor seemed very fanatical. He knelt down, looked at the Goblin King who was growing in size, and said reverently:

"Supreme Goblin King, your subject Mogor is honored to witness your evolution today.

Your intelligence is comparable to the founding emperor of the Nebula Empire. He became the king of a country as a farmer, but you defeated the strongest dragon with the weakest goblin.

Your courage is comparable to that of the paladins of the Church of Illuminati. Even in the face of an invincible enemy, you still choose to fight with all your might. I deeply regret that I once doubted you.

Your martial arts are comparable to the demigod sword master of the human race. You win without moves but you have moves. This kind of back-to-basics swordsmanship is really unheard of before. It is Mogol's greatest luck to be able to respect you as the king. "

"Your great achievements will be engraved on the stone tablet, and future generations of goblins will always remember that there was once a goblin in the group who dared to face the dragon."

Although intense pain swept through his body, Ye Qiong still shouted at Mogor:

"Go on, don't stop!"

Thank you for a monthly ticket that I will feed you in the future, thank you very much.