Chapter one hundred and sixty-seven, killing decisively

"This is the realm of the golden sand, this person's talent is really good, this kind of realm of the golden sand is very difficult to deal with... " do not know when the evil dragon also came to cold Nebula's side, looked at the domain of this poisonous dragon chief smile way.

The Realm? I've seen cold nebulae before, like the realm of ice, the realm of fire, but nothing compared to the realm of the Dragon King's sands. The Golden Sand field seems to be surprisingly defensible. The earthen wall just now was not crushed by the dancing metal particles. It is an area of both defense and attack. I wish I had my own field when I could, in the heart of the Cold Nebula.

"just now your earth magic has made his golden sand field stronger. The Earth in the five elements produces gold, " said Yilong.

The Evil Dragon is also a little anxious now, originally this kind of just entered the battle division of people and ants are no different to themselves, a foot can be trampled to death, but now only god-level vision but no god-level strength. He did not have much confidence in his present strength in dealing with the sands, for he feared that his body, which had been so hard to regenerate, would be shot to pieces.

"I knew the fire gram gold. " Cold Nebula by the Evil Dragon reminds immediately thought of.

This time the cold Nebula no longer has any reserve at all, has released all spiritual power, has a silvery white Halos to penetrate from the body, has penetrated the body outside the armor, the entire person is emitting silvery white radiance, it was as if a god had come into the world. The Guardian of Lingshan almost knelt down when he saw the scene. Fortunately, he knew it was on the battlefield and did not kneel down.

"Long live the spirit mountain, long live the Messenger. " I do not know who shouted, followed by a shout rang out throughout the battlefield, even the people who do not know what happened in the distance also shouted, as if this cry can inspire people's potential, this is the power of faith. When you have complete faith in a person or thing, the mind can paralyze the nerves, but it's not true that all wounds are healed, it blocks out the pain, leaving only the fighting and the excitement.

The leader of the poisonous dragon in the Golden Sand field was also shocked to see the emissary of the divine light. Could the emissary of Qiling mountain also be a descendant of the divine light? If so, it would be troublesome, thought the one-eyed leader, he was afraid of the Cold Nebula in front of him, and he was pushing his metal field, which had just been formed, and he had no dragon vision, and he didn't know there were divisions in the metal field, which belonged to the sand field. The leader of the poisonous dragon tribe looked at cold nebula warily. He didn't know what he would do next. He didn't want to take the initiative to attack. He was also afraid of what the emissary of Mount Qiling would do. However, the current situation is that, he showed the metal, but he could not control it freely. He had a feeling that if he moved the metal, it would not be fully formed. It would take some time for it to condense again, so, you know, you look good, but you know what you're doing.

When the Cold Nebula was finished, it did not rush into the enemy's territory. He knew that it would be suicidal for a territorial enemy to enter the enemy's territory. His own strength would be greatly reduced, and the enemy's strength would be greatly increased unless he had his own territory, so you can use your territory to fight your enemies. Cold Nebula grabbed his right arm with his left hand. His right arm was stretched flat. A huge black pillar of fire shot out of his right hand and shot directly at the leader of the Poisonous Dragon.

The leader of Poisonous Dragon Ministry also did not react for a while, this black is what thing, he has not seen the nether poison fire yet.

Black Nether poison fire is like a Black Dragon, soon entered the dragon leader of the sands, in the nether poison fire heat metal particles also began to melt, directly into a liquid and then into a gas. Originally, the dark poison fire of the Cold Nebula did not have such a high temperature. The Cold Nebula also did not burn metal with the dark poison fire. Today, the Cold Nebula has also become vicious, using all its psychic power, and let the dim poison fire's temperature rise in the rise to produce the present effect.

The one-eyed chief felt nothing but the heat that would melt him, so much as lava. What was it, he thought. Is it the fire of the Nether World? Fire from Hell, he thought. He could clearly feel the disintegration of his own sands field. He could not help but tense up. He unleashed all his power to control the metal field, and the disintegration was under control, the density of the metal particles has also been increased, the speed of repair gradually equalled the fusion speed of the poison flame.

At this time the field gradually entered a deadlock, cold Nebula head appeared the sweat, and the one-eyed leader is also in full control of the metal elements, now the two are completely caught in the spiritual power contest, although the contest was initiated by the Cold Nebula, it was now too late for him to stop.

The dragon suddenly roared at the one-eyed leader. This was not an ordinary shout, but his dragon-speaking secret, and it was a single-body attack. He saw what was happening in the cold Nebula, if you go on like this, there is no way to compare the psychic power of high level the cold Nebula fighter with the psychic power of the fighter, either in quality or quantity, even though the cyclops has only just entered the level of the fighter, spiritual quality has not been fully improved, and the overcontrol of the power is not skilled, this is their own side of the opportunity.

The dragon's sonic blast is carried away from its original path by the spinning metal particles as it enters the realm of the sands, and the Dragon's magic is lost as the metal particles are flung around. The Evil Dragon sees appearance is straight frown, Oneself Proud Dragon Language secret method unexpectedly invalidated, this is the first time to meet, this also is oneself strength is too weak reason now, simply can not exert much power.

"Let's attack the one-eyed Dragon together. Don't get close with the long-range attack, " the dragon shouted in a magnetic voice.

After the cry of the Evil Dragon, the guardian of the surrounding Lingshan immediately joined the battle. All kinds of fighting techniques were thrown at the sands like they cost nothing. At first there were only a few people. As the noise from this side grew louder and louder, a lot of mutually exclusive fighting skills also took place in the area of the explosion within the sands. At one time, smoke and dust rose everywhere and flames shot up into the sky. Many people in the vicinity were attracted to come over, and more Lingshan guards joined the battle, all kinds of fighting skills toward the position of the one-eyed leader bombard.

Finally after a huge explosion in the sands completely disappeared, just entered the ranks of the one-eyed leader simply can not withstand so many people hit, so long has been very rare.

The Cold Nebula signaled that the attack had stopped and the area was still surrounded. The wind system blew away the dust that hung over the area. The place was full of holes dug and all the vegetation had disappeared, but so did the one-eyed leader.

After a careful search, they found several pieces of charred meat and the eye patch of the one-eyed leader. The eye patch also appeared to be a treasure and was not destroyed in the explosion, but the one-eyed chieftain was already certain to be mutilated, and even the cold Nebula's body could not withstand the combined blows of so many men, many of whom were combat-level.

Seeing the leader of the poisonous dragon tribe come to this end, the absorbed tribes were also relieved, and their anger was quenched a little, but these members of the poisonous dragon tribe they would not spare, united with these Soul Mountain warriors, they massacred the rest of the dragons, and the dragons were scattered without their leader, and they were soon scattered, and they began to flee, but now these annexed tribes, with more than 200 Lingshan guards, the numbers are overwhelming, giving them no room to escape. The battle was supposed to continue for a while, but now the rest of the poison dragons have lost their courage, and the rate of casualties is even faster. It's like a fight between two people, the first to fall back is the first to die, the competition is a momentum, in the strength of the basis of who is more ruthless.

"Ambassador, what about these dragon women and children? Should we kill them? " said a guardian from Lingshan.

The advantage of this armor is that all men are the same, it looks very neat and powerful, and the disadvantage is obvious, it is impossible to tell who is who, cold Nebula can tell by the sound that this is the head of the Boulder Department. The stone chieftain wanted to kill the dragon people, the tribe is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and sometimes the kindness he showed to his enemies would get him killed, but he also knew that it was too cruel to kill women and children, also afraid of cold nebulae disgust, Cold Nebulae is the emissary of Qi Ling Shan, should be very kind, so come to ask for advice about cold nebulae.

They are tall once more in the spring wind. Knowing when to be kind, knowing when to be cruel...

With Cold Nebula's command, the death penalty was handed down to all the members of the Poisonous Dragon clan. The entire poisonous dragon clan was filled with shouts and cries, especially those who had been forcibly annexed by the poisonous dragon clan. Their relatives and friends were all killed by the Poisonous Dragon clan, there were also old people and children, who hated the poison dragon, and now there was no hesitation in killing the poison dragon women and children, but rather a kind of tit-for-tat excitement.

The Cold Nebula doesn't have to fight anymore. It's the endgame, and with the Dragon in charge, it's only a matter of time.

"that, that, don't kill with poison, that don't give people toast... to the death of poisonous dragon men to me carried to a pile... " evil dragon big and small shout in there, lest waste of food.

I don't know how long it's been, the screams are gone, the screams are gone, all the Alectrosaurus are dead, the dragon is completely wiped out.