Chapter 242 Sharpening

"When I was besieging Bertrand, I remember that the undead dragon army in his hand had been wiped out! Why does he still have so many undead dragons?"

"Our metal dragon family was slaughtered by Bertrand for thousands of dragons, and the gem dragon family is similar. Otherwise, why do you think the dragon god and the dragon king are angry?"

"So, he still has about 2,000 dragon bones in his hands!"

"Damn this guy!"

"You can't kill him, you can only seal it. Remember, you can't give him a chance to blow himself up"

"I know, after the seal is successful, I will go to the devil in hell to trade a set of methods to torture the soul."

"Count me in, I have a few descendants that have been turned into bone dragons by this bastard."

"Same!"

"Do you want to block the space now?"

"No, when he releases all the undead dragons, I will smash all the undead that blaspheme our dragon clan, and then bring them back. They can't be left in his hands."

"Yes, but there are too many undead dragons, call all those juniors here!"

"It's too dangerous, let's fight it with our own relatives!"

"What is the danger?" An ancient golden dragon stared, "Briante and his legendary undead dragon, we old guys are responsible for solving it, and there are only some bones left, can they still not solve it?"

"That's right, some dragons are too comfortable now. Look, it's just a legendary lich. With a bad intention, he was able to kill so many young little guys. It's time to sharpen it."

"But……"

"Nothing!" Alves domineeringly waved his dragon claw, "You know how much I dote on my granddaughter, but later, Kaslana is also involved in the battle, and I won't let her escape the battle.

And, this little guy! Look who is he? "

Gu Jinlong, who was hidden in the warp, stretched out his dragon claw and pointed at Morea, and suddenly more than ten tyrannical spiritual powers came to him. He didn't rudely swept towards Morea, but just caught a wisp of his overflowing breath. , because this is enough to determine the identity of Morea.

"This is... the breath of the Dragon King."

"He is the son of Atris,

Although according to her age, she is not much older than my granddaughter, but her strength and wisdom are already above our group of old guys.

But you look at people, the son who has just entered the teenage years, is directly thrown into this dangerous world for sharpening. "

"A descendant of Atris? How do you explain the aura of the descendants of the first generation of dragon kings?"

"Muria's grandfather, Lord Timothy, is already a dragon king."

"Dragon King!" An ancient emerald dragon sighed, "He was still at the forefront, leaving us far behind."

"If I tried harder back then, this little guy might be my grandson." Another Topaz Gulong looked at Morea kindly.

"I said, don't take these old things out and tell them in front of the younger generation." An ancient dragon-level brass dragon interrupted two female ancient dragons to remember their old lover, "Speak the business!"

"Speaking of which, Timothy..."

"Respectful, it's time to call him 鉨xia."

"Xingxingxing, Timothy is really willing to go down. This breath should be that he used his own dragon king true blood to refine his grandson! I came so far, not just for a drop of truth promised by the dragon king. Blood, tsk, now it seems that it is not as good as people who are busy and work hard."

"I'm not asking you to envy this little guy." Alves snorted softly, "I'm letting you see if his bloodline is more noble than those of your descendants."

"..." All the ancient dragons were silent, the descendants of the first generation of dragon kings, as long as they experienced enough time, sooner or later they would have the strength to surpass them.

"The descendants of the first generation of dragon kings have already planned to fight." Alves pointed to Morea, who was eager to try the sword of seven sins, "Are your descendants more noble than the descendants of dragon kings?"

"Summon all those little guys to participate in this battle under our protection. No one can escape unless he is more noble than the descendants of the first generation of dragon kings."

... When Death Dragon Rider Bryant summoned all the undead and undead dragons in his half-plane, the white bone gate behind him collapsed instantly, and the half-plane phantom disappeared directly—the space was blocked.

Then, one after another, ancient dragons filled with powerful aura tore through the space and appeared around him. There are many dragon shadows who are familiar with, um, the ancient dragons who once chased and killed him.

"Are you all that confident?" Bryant, like an elegant gentleman, clenched the staff in his hand, and looked at the giant dragons that gradually appeared behind Gu Long, who knew by their size, "Even this small The guys have brought them here, aren't you afraid that I will accidentally kill a group of them?"

"Lich who doesn't know whether to live or die." An elegant ancient silver dragon stared at Bertrand with cold eyes, "This time, you won't even have the chance to explode yourself. Prepare to endure the seal indefinitely."

"I know you!" Bertrand looked at Gu Yinlong who made a sound, waved his hand gently, and a ghost dragon filled with ghostly aura and exuding a chilling air flew to him, "You are its sister, right? Your younger brother's dragon body is of very good quality. After being buried in the underworld for 300 years, he was successfully transformed into a ghost dragon, retaining many of his abilities during his lifetime."

"You bastard!" Gu Yinlong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white mist-like cold air filled the air, making the air around him rattle, "After I catch you, I will torture your soul with the devil's method for three hundred years. ."

"Yeah, then I'm really shivering with fear!" Bryant's soul fire swayed and let out a wanton and insolent soul laughter. He was not afraid of these ancient dragons at all. He was now carrying out the task issued by the Necronomicon Council.

In the Necronomicon Council, but an adult has already set his sights on this place. He is not worried that he will be forced to use the method of self-destruction and resurrection to escape the pursuit, just like the last time.

What's more, there are many legendary undeads around him who are on the mission with him. He doesn't believe that he is besieged by the legendary ancient dragon, so they can't react at all.

Of course, just now he didn't try to escape when he found the scales of the golden dragon, because he knew that he couldn't escape, otherwise, he would have slipped away long ago.

No one likes to be besieged by a group of ancient dragons. That taste, after trying it for the first time, I want to do it again, but there is no way. The space in this area has been blocked by these ancient dragons. He is a lich who can break through. No such blockage.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, attack!" I don't know which ancient dragon roared, and all the ancient dragons launched the attack together.

Frost, fire, thunder, hurricane... Elemental attacks like natural disasters swept towards Berlaint!