Sky Dragon Rider

Facing the blazing white light-type sword energy, Lin Mo suddenly shouted coldly: "Light shield!"

A round of magic shield with faint white light and runes flowing rapidly appeared in the air in front of him, blocking the oncoming sword energy just right.

The priest Yiluo with a horrified expression on his face originally thought that that round of light magic shield was about to meet the same fate as the previous two rounds of magic shield.

Boom! ~

As if a heavy hammer had slammed on the city wall, a huge muffled sound spread throughout the small half of the camp in an instant.

The seemingly fragile spell shield trembled violently, as if it would collapse into countless light spots and dissipate in the air at any time. Unexpectedly, it still persisted in the end, and the fierce and fierce sword energy lost its original sharpness. The shield surface was shortened little by little, and finally exploded.

Lin Mo did not intend to stop arguing with the other party, but shouted again: "Shining Arrow Curtain!"

In one breath, a ball of dazzling white light quickly condensed in front of him, followed by a steady stream of light arrows more than three feet long, which smashed into pieces the people not far in front of him as if they were shattered. The camp that was torn apart by the sword energy fiercely covered the attacker's position.

"Mo, Lord Molin!"

Not only was it too late to stop the attacker's sword energy, but it was also too late to stop Lin Mo's counterattack, but the mouth of the great priest Yiluo opened wider and wider.

The scene in front of me completely overturned my understanding of the Sir Dragon Knight of the Slan Empire. He released the "Shining Arrow Curtain" so effortlessly, and it seemed more powerful than the "Shining Arrow Curtain" released by himself. "A little bit bigger.

The camp was completely razed to the ground in the blink of an eye.The fighter standing behind the tent completely exposed his figure.The cold big sword swung so hard that water wouldn't enter, and it retreated again and again.

The endless arrows of light had no intention of stopping, they continued to bite him relentlessly, and soon spread their destructive power to a wider area.

"Shining Arrow Curtain! Who is releasing it? Have people from the Dark Temple come in?"

"Which priest is it?"

The violent elemental fluctuations caused by the person's ninth-level light spell caused the entire camp to boil, and in just over ten breaths, the entire camp was thrown into chaos by the person's ninth-level light spell.

Since the damage was caused by high-level light spells, the Expeditionary Army of the Light God Court in the camp did not respond in time.If the people of the Dark Templar are doing such damage here, I am afraid that they will be mobilized to attack immediately, unlike the current situation, whether it is a paladin, a paladin, or a priest, they only know that a guy is going crazy, but he doesn't know what to do. He didn't regard the opponent as an enemy, and he didn't take any measures to deal with the enemy. He just tried his best to dodge or parry.So as not to be affected by the pond fish.

Even the paladins who surrounded the dragon knights and the golden dragons looked at each other suspiciously, even though they still maintained their formation guard.

What is the origin of this light spell caster?Could it be the priest from the City of Light?

But why have they never heard of such a No. [-] person?

"Bastard thing! Who's fighting?"

An old voice sounded, the surrounding air shook violently, and the ball of light that Lin Mo condensed in front of him collapsed on the spot. The "Shining Curtain of Arrows" became a tree without roots.Can't go on any longer. .

"Bishop Pan Zhimo, I don't know where this wild boy came from. When will there be such a guy in our Bright God Court?"

A burly combatant finally appeared. Although the pure white armor looked intact, the scarlet cloak behind him turned into strips of rags. It was obvious that he was shot when he dodged in embarrassment just now. The dense light arrows were torn to pieces.

"I didn't expect the famous Qixing God General to be in such a mess!"

Surrounded by several priests, a wrinkled, bald old man walked over at a leisurely pace.

"Master Pan Zhimo, it was just a misunderstanding!"

Yi Luo was startled, and finally came to her senses.Hastily saluted the Bishop of January who had quelled the battle.

"Misunderstood? Not necessarily! You must give me an explanation, otherwise, hum!"

Lin Mo stretched out his hand to fish it back, and said in a cold voice, he didn't give the great priest Yiluo a chance to try to ease the atmosphere between the two parties.

Since you want to provoke, you must be prepared to bear the price.

"Hehehehe, you are really arrogant. Who do you think you are? You are holding a dragon-slaying sword, who are you scaring? I admit that you are very powerful in releasing spells, but if you just use a sword, I can hit you a hundred times!"

The burly and rough God General laughed unscrupulously, pointed his sword at Lin Mo, and said confidently: "This is the camp of the Bright God Court, you'd better be honest with me, it's just a giant dragon, it's not enough so that we can take it to heart.”

"Young man, where did you come from as a priest? Do you think that you don't have to salute when you see the bishop with your dragon mount partner? And your armor, what is going on? Why is it black? Do you Betrayed the light, intending to turn to darkness?"

January Bishop Pan Zhimo looked at the dragon knight coldly, his tone became more and more stern, his pupils flashed, and an invisible pressure seized Lin Mo suddenly.

"Salute! You are not worthy!"

Despite being shrouded in inexplicable pressure, Lin Mo still stood as straight as a javelin, showing no sign of weakness.

"Ok?"

Bishop January snorted coldly, and the pressure increased by [-]%.

"Haha, against the bishop, don't kneel down!"

Only in time to swing a sword energy, the God General who was kicked out of the way smiled gloatingly, and threatened a few words by the way, making back one or two of the losses he had just avoided in embarrassment.

Seeing that the two sides were talking more and more stiffly, Yiluo quickly reminded: "Master Bishop, this dragon knight is not from the Court of Light, but a dragon knight from the Slan Empire!" But she was worried, for fear that the two sides would have no room to turn around. For Guangming Shenting, this is not a small matter.

"What? He, he is the Dragon Knight of the Slan Empire?"

The God Jiang Qixing felt a little bad in his heart, and just now he swung his sword aura by himself, but because he saw the opponent's heavy black knight armor, he immediately regarded him as a dragon knight of the dark temple.

"Dragon Knight? Black armor!"

January Bishop Pan Zhimo frowned, suddenly thought of something, and said again: "The dragon knight of the Slan Empire, Molin, is it?"

In this way, it can be explained why the opponent not only has a giant dragon, but also can release powerful light spells.

His Excellency the Pope once sent someone to the Slan Empire to send a roll of light magic spells. Although he did not tell others, as one of the twelve bishops of the Court of Light, he still understood something, although he did not understand His Excellency the Pope. Why do you do this, now it seems that you can understand one or two of the reasons.

"Is it me? Bishop Panzhimo of the Court of Light, I think you and that general should give us an explanation for the Slan Empire, otherwise I will regard your actions as a provocation against the Slan Empire, or even a declaration of war!"

The pressure on Lin Mo's body has not disappeared, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword is getting tighter and tighter. It seems that a volcano is about to wake up in the body under the "Dragon General" tactical armor.

"Hmph!~Since you have such a cultivation base, why don't you convert to my Guangming Divine Court? It would be a pity for a talent like you to be outside. Why don't you stay and be my first great priest to ensure that you have an admirable status and power? , it is not impossible for me to pass on the post of Bishop of January to you in the future."

Bishop January obviously didn't take the warnings and threats of the Dragon Knight of the Human Race Empire to heart, and instead planned to persuade the other party.

The first great priest?Bishop in January?

God of light!Did I hear it wrong?

Not only the great priest Yiluo, but also the god general Qixing, all of them were stunned with frozen expressions. This is the rhythm to be cultivated as a successor!

God Jiang Qixing's mouth twitched, envy and jealousy flashed in his eyes, the hateful guy was able to get this level of appreciation from the bishop, he wished he could kill him with a single sword, and took this opportunity himself.

Yi Luo had a complicated expression on her face. She hoped that Lin Mo would agree to this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but she didn't want to see him lose his freedom because of this, like a bird in a cage, being driven at will by Bishop January.

However, it is conceivable that once the bishop accepts the priest with the golden dragon in January, his power in the Court of Light will inevitably increase, even surpassing other bishops. For other bishops, it is not what they want to see.

"Don't even think about it! To fight or not to fight! Give me your choice!"

"Roar!"

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, the gold-type dragon showed a ferocious look, and its scaled wings composed of sharp blades were fully stretched out. The slaughter technique "thorn storm" of the gold-type dragon clan was ready to go.

"Are you not convinced? I want to see how hard your bones are?"

Bishop Panzhimo in January seemed unwilling to give up, even if he offended the Slan Empire because of it, he began to chant the mantra by himself.

"Master Bishop Panzhimo!"

The great priest Yiluo's face became very ugly, and the Bishop of January was determined to take Lord Mo Lin under his bid.

"Yi Luo, do your part well, and what the bishop should do, of course, has his reason."

God blocked Qixing in front of Yiluo.

"Everyone will die for Uncle Long!"

The golden dragon roared, and just about to launch the "Thorn Storm", it found that the numerous three-edged spiral blades on its wings seemed to have lost its response, not even a single one was fired, and even its body became disobedient. Can't move.

Immediately afterwards, it shook all over, and there seemed to be a murmur in its ear (it sounded like a nagging old man whispering to the gold coin).

How is this going?

Jin Coin was shocked to find that these annoying whispers seemed to come from the depths of his own dragon soul. To be precise, it should be the Dragon God contract and another taboo contract of life and death.

The golden dragon is about to burst into tears, the dragon knight of Nima, Mr. Long was actually implicated by you.

-(to be continued~^~)