Versatile Mage: Imperial Dragon Emperor

Chapter 308: Power Beyond the Realm! Fight! The King of the Eight Directions Is Dead!

The pure white red star dragon claws firmly pressed down the huge bone dragon body of the Lord of the Underworld.

It was as if an ancient mountain was pressing down on it, and the majestic power poured down, firmly fixing the Lord of the Underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld tried hard to lift his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he was like an eel nailed to a chopping board, waiting for the fate of having his belly cut open by a sharp blade.

The two pairs of extremely brilliant gun wings turned around and aimed at the three heads of the Lord of the Underworld, and the Dragon Emperor's energy accumulated in the vents.

The Lord of the Underworld watched the terrifying energy with a brilliant deep blue in the extremely white gradually grow.

Boom!

The wind was howling, and the corpse of the mountain no longer stood by and watched. It waved its huge arms like a baseball player, trying to knock the Heavenly Saint Comet Dragon away.

The four gun wings quickly turned around like a turret, and four holy light artillery bombardments gathered and bombarded the right arm of the corpse of the mountain.

The holy light bombardment seemed to have a sacred purifying power, and the giant arm of the mountain corpse covered with pus spots gradually turned holy white.

The mountain corpse felt like a waterfall falling from the sky, hitting its right arm, unable to move forward, and the holy light burned its body.

Boom!

Under the concentrated energy release, the giant arm was directly penetrated, almost breaking the entire giant arm in two.

But the mountain corpse ignored the damage and still smashed the giant arm down to the Holy Comet Dragon, forcing the opponent to fly up to avoid the attack.

Bang!

The right arm of the mountain corpse smashed on the ground, countless undead died in this blow, and even the tail of the Lord of the Underworld was smashed into meat paste.

The Lord of the Underworld could only endure the pain, and the big brother was just trying to save it.

The pure white holy dragon had completely suppressed it with its strength. If the previous blow had hit it, it would probably have lost half of its body.

Zhu Meng and Han Ji, who were rushing towards this side from a distance, saw that the Lord of the Underworld was suppressed so easily, and they couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Um... Even if we go over, it seems that we are still redundant. That giant dragon seems to be much stronger than the Lord of the Underworld.

Even the corpse of the mountain was injured.

The corpse of the mountain grabbed the sea of ​​undead and stuffed a large number of undead into the wounds on its arms and body.

The black granulation wrapped the undead. Even if the undead pulled out in fear, they could not escape the fate of being fused together.

The broken undead crystals released a wonderful power, which resonated with a certain power in the corpse of the mountain. Under the action of the two, the two horrifying wounds recovered at a very fast speed.

The giant ice sword slowly inserted into the earth, and the cold air emanated from the sword body, and everything it passed through turned into thick frozen soil.

The ice layers were connected to each other, turning into tall and thick extreme ice walls to separate the undead from the inner city.

A guard mage who was responsible for maintaining order looked at the claw of the undead less than three centimeters away from him in horror.

At this moment, the undead that was about to take his life had been frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold air emitted by the ice sword.

He just exhaled subconsciously, and the ice sculpture in front of him was instantly covered with cracks, and then collapsed into ice chips on the ground.

The four images on the four ice swords lit up with cold light, and the terrifying extreme cold air swept outward. Wherever it went, nothing escaped the fate of being covered by extreme ice.

In less than a while, the area outside the inner city was like the Far North, with ice crystals on the ground, fluttering snowflakes, and the dead silence of living beings.

Even the commander-level undead turned into a huge iceberg, and the soul of the dead had dissipated, leaving only an empty body.

The black hole-like eyes of the mountain corpse stared at the Dragon Emperor Lin Yi.

The amazing breath impacted all the undead approaching, and a circle of undead vacuum belt had appeared within a radius of 500 meters from him.

Once the low-level undead entered it, they would collapse directly under that breath.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Lin Yi disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the Mountain Corpse. He just gently stretched out his hand and patted the Mountain Corpse's chest.

The power that seemed to shatter the continental shelf was released.

The rotten flesh on the chest of the Mountain Corpse exploded instantly, and the flesh and black blood exploded forward, but it could not stain the pure white dragon armor at all.

Under the shocked eyes of Zhu Meng and Han Ji, the Mountain Corpse, which was taller than the mountain, was actually knocked away.

It was like an ant throwing a heavy truck out, and the two of them doubted whether they were dreaming.

Bang! ! !

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, smoke and dust rose to the sky, and the earth shook.

The Mountain Corpse directly smashed the earth into an extremely huge deep pit, and he was also deeply trapped in it.

Before the Lord of the Underworld could recover from the process of the Mountain Corpse being knocked away, he suddenly felt that the world in front of him was split into two halves.

Half moved up, and half moved down.

At some point, a Polar Star Holy Sword was held in Lin Yi's hand, and the other two heads of the Lord of the Underworld did not react at all, and the main head was split in two.

Along with the Lord of the Underworld's bone dragon body.

The Lord of the Underworld, which was cut in half, did not fall from the air. The two remaining heads controlled the body to entangle together, flapping the bone wings to maintain the suspended state.

The Polar Star Holy Sword shone with starlight under the dark sky. When the sword was slashed, thousands of sword shadows followed closely.

Like a meteor shower, the extremely white sword energy instantly cut through the sky and shuttled through the Lord of the Underworld.

It also slashed a commander-level bone shield troll located one kilometer behind the Lord of the Underworld.

The bone shield that was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of high-level magic and the golden bronze bone body were instantly chopped into small bone fragments under the sword energy.

The huge bone dragon body of the Lord of the Underworld was also shattered. This time, the undead crystal hidden in the abdomen of the Lord of the Underworld was also shattered.

The broken meat mixed with the bone fragments fell to the ground like rain.

One of the eight dead kings, the great monarch who had survived for a thousand years, fell!

The mountain corpse watched the fall of the Lord of the Underworld and roared at the sky covered with corpse clouds.

This roar was very powerful, not only dispersing the heavy clouds, but also sweeping in all directions.

The sea of ​​undead seemed to be on stimulants, and the scarlet light became more and more crazy.

Zizi~zizi!

Zhu Meng was still in shock of the death of the Lord of the Underworld, and the communicator on his waist suddenly emitted a noisy electric current sound.

"What's wrong! Did something special happen over there?"

He came back to his senses immediately, picked up the communicator and asked anxiously.

This communicator can be used very limited times, and it is the only magic tool that can maintain communication in this kind of war.

Lin Yi's strength made him temporarily ignore the degree of danger in the other three directions. Now that other people are contacting through the communicator, there must be an emergency!

"Eight Directions. Dead King"

"All. Eight Directions. Dead Kings. All. Go. To the north wall!"

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the author is typing. Where can I find such an author who celebrates the festival with readers? I am crying.

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