Chapter 672 Fist Is the only Shortcut to Solve Problems

"His Royal Highness, don't make a mistake!" Seeing that Morea wanted to do something, a red-clothed archbishop said solemnly, they didn't want to offend Moreya, but it didn't mean they were afraid of Moreya. .

"Don't make a mistake? This sentence should be up to me." Morea's patience has reached its limit. Sure enough, fists are the only shortcut to solve the problem. Let these guys see how powerful he is, and they will Obediently sit down and negotiate with yourself.

The huge golden dragon stretched out its claws to the ten red-clothed archbishops, and in the sky, a thunderous thunder followed and patted the ten human beings who were insignificant compared to the dragon claws.

Ten light curtains flickering with different sacred auras formed in front of Moria's claws. Seeing this scene, Moria's expression did not fluctuate. The claws continued to press down, and the huge force collapsed like a broken foot. The first layer of defense, the second layer...

When it was broken to the seventh floor, his power was restrained, and he couldn't continue to break through, and there was a new light curtain behind the defense that continued to take shape. The magic of these guys seemed to be free of money.

"Your Highness, are you sure you want to be our enemy? We really don't want to have a conflict with you."

"It's not an enemy, but I want you to clear your mind and have a good talk with me." They didn't want to be an enemy of Moreya, and Moreya didn't want to fall out with them, but there was a conflict of interests between them. .

"Golden Dragon, get out of the way, the bishops don't be in a hurry, we'll help you right now." Just as these archbishops held up the attack of Morea, the remnants of the northern legends also shot, and their The voices were astonishingly loud, but their attacks were not seen until after their voices had arrived.

"Trash fish, get me to the side and stay there, don't interfere with me." Morea opened her mouth, and a red-gold light spot appeared in Moreya's dragon mouth, swelled rapidly, and then aimed at a few rushers. The most energetic Grand Duke of the North.

boom! The space was trembling, and the legend who was closest to Moreya felt that his body was shaking. In Moreya's mouth, a red-golden beam of light blasted out, running through the sky, and under Moreya's breath, The sky, which was not bright at all, looked extremely gloomy compared to it.

The dragon roar cannon that Morea spewed out did not need any momentum. It only crippled the three Northern Legends with a random shot. It was just the moment of contact, and the flesh and blood of the three hit legends The organization was instantly evaporated and wiped out. The armor on their bodies hardly played any protective role. They were destroyed together almost at the same time, and melted into metal ingots.

Such terrifying power made the legends of the northern land change color, and just when they were hesitating whether to continue to intervene, Clodia rushed up with those ancient white dragons and the legends under Moreya's command, and followed them. They fought fiercely.

Seeing that Morea didn't want to fight them to the death,

Therefore, Claudia did not use her own White Dragon Legion, and used the power of the Legion to bless herself, otherwise, she would be able to hang half of the Northland with one dragon.

And the huge power of Morea's Dragon Roar Cannon also made those red-clothed archbishops who had some scruples made up their minds. The damage of the Dragon Cannon is too amazing. No matter who takes a shot at close range, it is estimated that they will rise to God. country has no chance.

"Holy punishment!"

"Hammer of Heaven!"

"Saint Yao Barrier!"

One after another, powerful magical attacks fell on Morea. These guys made the first move, but Morea was not afraid. The slender and strong dragon tail swept across, smashing a handle in the air, and the holy light The condensed giant hammer was shot into a splendid brilliance. The huge dragon claws stretched out and smashed a piece of light rain...

These red-clothed archbishops can't cause any effective damage to Morea, at most it makes Morea feel numb, that's all, and these archbishops must face every attack from Morea carefully.

"You are not my opponent, surrender obediently, just let me beat it up." Morea's huge dragon body hovered in the air, and endless thunder and fire spread from his body, forming a field.

Morea fought against many powerful creatures with legendary realms, especially his brother-in-law. He had long had the idea of ​​building a realm, but it was never perfect, and until recently after fighting the incarnation of the dragon hunter, He finally had a new insight and constructed his own Thunder Fire Hurricane Purgatory.

Thunder flames and hurricanes filled every position in this space, suppressing any creature except him. The red-clothed archbishops were attacked from all directions and were exhausted.

boom! Moreya slapped a paw on a red-clothed archbishop who had erected nine layers of sacred barriers next to him. The nine layers of barriers were like eggshells, and shattered the moment he touched Moreya's dragon claws, and Murray Ya's claws also touched the body of the red-clothed archbishop.

boom! Before touching Moria's dragon claws for a breath, the body of the red-clothed archbishop froze slightly in the air, and then was instantly shot out of Moria's domain, hitting the ground, causing a small mushroom cloud .

The red-clothed archbishop was not alone. When he fell to the ground, his companions were also beaten out of the realm by Morea one by one, and had a close contact with the ground.

But soon the despair of the archbishops who fell to the ground and smashed a lot of craters happened. Ten long chains extended from the realm arranged by Morea, regardless of their struggles, forcibly Pulled them back in.

Then they were shot out again by the dragon claws of Muria, and then pulled in... shot out again... pulled in... shot out... Fortunately, they were legends, otherwise Muria would have tossed them and would have been killed long ago.

"His Royal Highness, please stop!" Finally, an old man with gray hair couldn't hold on anymore. He went back and forth to get in close contact with Dadijin. If he continued to fight like this, he felt that he would be killed by Moreya sooner or later, and the legendary ability to regenerate was restored. is also limited.

"Can you have a good talk with me now?" Morea placed ten red-clothed archbishops who had been beaten to the ground by him one by one, one by one, with their huge dragon heads hanging down. , asked aloud.

"The gods will not allow a white dragon to rule the human beings in the northern land. Such a thing has not happened for hundreds of thousands of years."

"Do you mean to let me kill all the humans in the northern land? Although there are many intelligent species that can replace humans, it's not good!" Morea asked with some doubts.