White Dragon Lord

　　 The mermaid had dim eyes, raised her head blankly, opened her seductive red lips, and spit out fatal notes.

　　 The song of the murloc!

　　 The song of the mermaid carries a weird magical power. The voice is not loud, but it seems to sound in everyone's mind.

　　 Bailong felt the sweet song echoing in his mind.

Ok? It's pretty good!

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

　　 However, the singing voice did not play its due role, not to mention the white dragon, even the low-strength murloc, only a slight stiff body, got rid of the confusion of the song.

　　 Feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from the Caucasus Skull, Amos did not expect that the Sea Giant would be so unlucky. The trump card was actually a spiritual magic like the Song of the Murloc, which happened to be restrained by the [Glory Aura] of the Caucasus Skull. (Note: [Glory Aura]: The holder of the Caucasus Skull is immune to mental control spells below the legendary; within 300 meters of the Caucasus Skull, the spirit magic resistance of friendly forces is greatly increased, and the magic resistance of other attributes is slightly increased. ; Aura passive skills.)

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

　　 "Protect the altar! Stop them!"

　　 The sea giants of the two master ranks bite the bullet and took the lead in the charge, trying to resist the white dragon away from the altar.

　　 The two parties quickly collided.

　　The ice element picked up the drumstick in his hand, from top to bottom, slammed into the sea giant's head, and the sea giant hurriedly set up the tide spear.

Nearly twenty ordinary sea giants and high-level murloc professionals are fighting together. Although murlocs are at a disadvantage in terms of individual strength, they win because they have a complete range of professions, a large number, and a good fighting condition. Under the lead, 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 and planned to destroy the magic ritual as soon as possible.

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

　　 The White Dragon Lord was careful not to approach the **** surrounded by blood and light. Behind the Sea Giant Prophet, the white dragon casting spells appeared in shape, and the purple magic gleamed in the two dragon claws.

　　Magic Missile·Double Casting!

　　唰唰唰!

　　Purple magic missiles spouted from Bailong's hands, tracing arc-shaped trajectories, forming a barrage, like fireworks in full bloom, beautiful and deadly.

　　 In the fierce battle, the sea giant was eager to split, but there was no way, so he could only attack the opponent in front of him fiercely.

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

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

　　 The purple magic missiles are endless, hurriedly hitting the transparent shield, but no matter how many magic missiles the White Dragon Lord sends out, the old prophet always inputs magic power quantitatively, just to stop all the missiles without wasting a trace of magic power.

　　 Amos' pupils shrank, and he saw a hint, and he couldn't help being impressed by the exquisite magical energy control of the old prophet.

　　 It is a pity that the two sides are in a hostile state, otherwise, Amos really wants to sit down and exchange magical experiences with him.

　　 Continued to be meaningless, 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 the magic shield, his expression was not sad or happy, but his eyes were burning with raging anger while looking at the white dragon.

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

　　 Bailong heard the old prophet’s tone as if he was telling the truth, raised his brows, and followed the principle of BB if he could do it. The magic in his body surged, and the magic spells uttered quickly.

　　 Frost Thorns·Strong effect!

　　The sea giant prophet felt the surge of magical energy under his feet.

　　The magic is annihilated!

　　 Bailong's ice version stabbed to death.

　　 With this hands-on, Amos found that the old prophet not only had excellent magic control, but also had a better magical attainment and casting speed than him, which was far beyond the ordinary master rank.

　　 "Scan!"

　　 [Name]: Hamill·Shoulang

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

　　 [Strength]: Tier 4

　　 [Faction]: Lawful evil

[Introduction]: The leader of the hunting wave sea giant tribe, an elderly male sea giant, living in hiding for a lifetime makes him psychologically perverted, and his heart is full of hatred for the whole world, but he did not fall into madness because of this, but instead Very sensible. Due to old age and physical weakness, his biological level has declined, and he is currently in an extremely angry state, trying to find a certain dragon desperately.

　　 The White Dragon Lord felt a little bad, a desperate half-step legendary spellcaster! It feels sore after thinking about it, or else, slip away?

　　 Bailong wanted to force him to leave, but the old prophet could not agree. Its lips squirmed, and its hands rubbed out a large blue and red water polo. Water arrows shot out from the water polo, like a machine gun that spit out bullets.

　　 The white dragon lord had a solemn expression, as he uttered the magic spell in his mouth quickly.

　　Ice Guardian·Powerful!

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

　　 Amos was surprised to find that the old prophet’s water arrow had a very strong penetrating power. After a while, his ice shield was almost pierced. It moved quickly, but the water arrow followed.

　　 actually has a tracking function!

　　 The White Dragon Lord hurriedly recited the spell and replaced the damaging shield with a new one. After replacing the three shields, he finally reached the end of the water polo energy consumption.

　　 But the attack of the old prophet came again, and Amos was struggling 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 is good at cannot be used, because the magical energy will freeze when it touches the sea, and it will hurt himself at that time. It is not a joke. Said that if the enemy seizes the opportunity, it will be over.

　　 But it is the magic of other schools. Bailong doesn't use much and is relatively unfamiliar~www.novelmt.com~ Amos thought about it, but found that he had no other options. It gave orders to the cheat.

　　 "Enable wartime assist mode!"

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

　　 blood?

　　 Amos was taken aback, and found that the flow of blood was actually all gods on the altar.

　　The magic ritual did not end!

　　 The old prophet watched Bailong suddenly become agile, avoiding or intercepting the attack, and then looked at the dark Titan God-Asterles idol on the altar, alert in his heart.

　　 It understands that this white dragon has been discovered!

　　 After a fierce attack, the old prophet found that the attack magic could not help the white dragon to evade flexibly. He was even more intent to kill. He blessed himself with blessing magic, condensed a tidal spear with his hands, and directly charged the white dragon.

　　 The old prophet believes that although he is old, he still has the fighting experience when he is young. It is not easy to deal with a young white dragon.

　　Amos saw the sea giant rushing over. In terms of physical tyranny, the dragon was worthy of even a Titan. What's more, an old and frail sea giant also exerted force on the soles of his feet and rushed over.

　　 Both sides have absolute confidence in themselves.

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　　 In order to thank this large number of readers for their continued support, tomorrow will be willful once, three shifts! (In principle, no more than two chapters per day before being put on the shelves, emmm..., it will be willful once)