White Dragon Lord

The mermaid's eyes were hazy, her eyes lifted up her head absentmindedly, she opened her seductive red lips, but spit out a fatal note.

Song of the Murlocs!

The mermaid's singing has a strange magic power, and the voice is not loud, but it seems to sound in everyone's mind.

Bai Long felt the melodious singing echoing in his mind.

Um? Very nice!

The murloc's singing is crisp and sweet, like a golden pearl falling on a jade plate, and the tone is smooth and gentle, like the rhythm of Lin Laiquan in the deep mountains and ravines, much better than some big stars in the previous life.

However, the singing didn't play its due role, not to mention the white dragon, even the murlocs with low strength just froze slightly and got rid of the confusion of the singing.

Feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from the Skull of the Caucasus, Amos did not expect that the sea giant would be so unlucky, and his card was actually a spiritual magic such as the Song of the Murloc, which was just restrained by the [Glory Aura] of the Skull of the Caucasus. (Note: [Aura of Glory]: The holder of the Skull of the Caucasus is immune to mind control spells below legendary; greatly increases the mental magic resistance of allies within 300 meters of the Skull of the Caucasus, and slightly increases the magic resistance of other attributes ; aura passive skills.)

The sea giant looked at the group of white dragons who continued to rush towards the altar, and was shocked. It couldn't figure out why the song of the murlocs would fail, but the fact that the white dragon was not affected was in front of it, and it couldn't help but accept it.

"Protect the altars! Stop them!"

The two sea giants in the master rank bite the bullet and take the lead in charging, trying to resist the white dragon from the altar.

The two men and horses collided quickly.

Ice Element swung the chicken leg stick in his hand, from top to bottom, suddenly smashed the sea giant's head, and the sea giant quickly set up the spear of the tide.

Nearly 20 ordinary sea giants and murloc high-level professionals fought together. Although murlocs are at a disadvantage in terms of individual strength, they are better in that they have complete occupations, a large number, and good fighting conditions. In Felicia's Under the leadership, he fought back and forth with the sea giant.

And the white dragon lord, as soon as the battle started, he disappeared, because he was a little uneasy in his heart, and planned to destroy the magic ceremony as soon as possible.

The sea giant couldn't get away, the invisible white dragon bypassed the battlefield and sneaked in the direction of the sea giant prophet.

The white dragon lord was cautious and did not want to approach the god statue surrounded by blood. Behind the sea giant prophet, the white dragon who cast the spell showed his body shape, and the purple magic brilliance in the two dragon claws shone.

Magic Missile Double Casting!

Swish swish!

Purple magic missiles spewed out from the hands of the white dragon, traversing the arc trajectory, forming a barrage, as if fireworks were in full bloom, beautiful and deadly.

The sea giant in the fierce battle was stunned, but he had no choice but to fiercely attack the opponent in front of him.

The old prophet had to end the prayer, sighed helplessly, and turned around, his old face was full of pain and fatigue.

The old prophet waved one hand, and a hemispherical magic energy shield appeared. The magic missile hit the shield, splashing ripples in circles, but there was no sound or energy aftermath, because the energy of the magic missile and the magic energy of the old prophet , annihilate each other.

The purple magic missiles continued to hit the transparent shield in a hurry, but no matter how many magic missiles the White Dragon Lord sent out, the old prophet always quantitatively input the magic power, just stopped all the missiles, but did not waste a trace of magic power.

Amos shrank his pupils and saw a clue. He couldn't help being impressed by the exquisite magic energy control of the old prophet.

It's a pity that the two sides are in a state of hostility, otherwise, Amos would really like to sit down with him and exchange his magic experience.

It is meaningless to continue to consume, and the purpose of interrupting the magic ritual has been achieved, and the white dragon stopped firing magic missiles.

The old prophet of the sea giant also dissipated his magic shield, his face was neither sad nor happy, but his eyes were burning with anger when he looked at the white dragon.

The old prophet's tone was flat: "You must die!"

The white dragon heard the old prophet's tone as if stating the facts,

He raised his brows, following the principle of not BB if you can do it, the magic power surged in the body, and the mouthful magic incantation was quickly recited.

Frost Thorn · Powerful!

The Sea Giant Prophet felt the surge of magical energy under his feet.

Magic annihilation!

The ice version of the white dragon was stillborn.

With this action, Amos found that the old prophet not only had excellent control of magic power, but also had stronger magic attainments and spellcasting speed than himself, which was much higher than the ordinary master rank.

"scanning!"

【Name】: Hamill Hunter

[Level]: Level 15 Sea Giant, Level 19 Prophet

[Strength]: Tier 4

[Alignment]: Lawful Evil

[Introduction]: The leader of the hunting wave sea giant clan, an elderly male sea giant, who has lived in hiding for a lifetime, making it psychopathic and full of hatred for the whole world, but it did not fall into madness because of this, but instead Very rational, due to old age, the biological level has declined, and he is currently in a state of extreme anger, trying to find a dragon desperately.

The white dragon lord felt a little bad, a desperate half-step legendary spellcaster! It feels sore teeth just thinking about it, how about, slip away?

Bai Long wanted to pretend to be forced to leave, but the old prophet refused. His lips squirmed, and his hands rubbed out a large blue and red water polo. Water arrows shot out from the water polo, like a machine gun spewing bullets.

The white dragon lord looked solemn, and the magic incantation was quickly recited in his mouth.

Ice Guardian · Powerful!

A large ice shield appeared in front of the White Dragon Lord, blocking the rush of water arrows.

Amos was surprised to find that the water arrow of the old prophet was extremely penetrating. After a while, his ice shield was about to be pierced. He quickly moved his position, but the water arrow followed.

It even has a tracking function!

The white dragon lord hurriedly recited the incantation and replaced the shield that was about to be damaged with a new shield. After replacing the three shields, he finally lasted until the energy of the water polo was exhausted.

But the old prophet's attack came again, and Amos struggled to support it under the fierce fire of the old prophet.

Amos felt very aggrieved. Under water, most of the ice magic that the White Dragon Lord was good at couldn't be used, because the magic energy would freeze when it touched the sea water, and he would hurt himself. It's not a joke. Said, if the enemy seizes the opportunity, it will be finished.

However, other types of magic, Bai Long does not use much and is relatively unfamiliar.

Amos thought about it, but found that he had no other options, and it gave orders to Goldfinger.

"Turn on the wartime assist mode!"

In an instant, Amos felt that the whole world was clearing up, and he could clearly see the churning trajectory of the surrounding sea water and the blood squirming in the mud on the soles of his feet.

blood?

Amos was suddenly shocked and found that the blood flow was actually all the statues on the altar.

The magic ritual does not end!

The old prophet watched the white dragon suddenly become flexible, dodging or intercepting all the attacks, and then immediately looked at the god of dark titans on the altar - the idol of Astress, alert in his heart.

It understands that the white dragon has been discovered!

After the old prophet made a fierce attack, he found that the attacking magic could not help the white dragon who could evade flexibly. He had even more killing intent in his heart. He blessed himself with buffing magic, and condensed a tidal spear in both hands and charged directly at the white dragon.

The old prophet believed that although he was old, he still had the fighting experience in his youth, and it was not easy to deal with a young white dragon.

When Amos saw the sea giant rushing over, in terms of physical tyranny, the giant dragon was not even a titan, not to mention an old and frail sea giant, who also used the soles of his feet and rushed over.

Both sides have absolute confidence in themselves.

PS: I checked the voting records and found that the group of seniors who voted the most was the group of seniors who finally understood what the seniors said. No matter how many books you have in your collection or how good your grades are, the most precious readers will always be the same group from the beginning. , the readers who accompany the growth of the work.

In order to thank this large number of readers for their continuous support, I will be capricious once tomorrow, three more! (In principle, there are no more than two chapters per day before the shelves, emmm..., it will be capricious once)