Dragon God Battle Hymn

Chapter 192
The ghost dragon's body traveling at such a high speed seemed to be torn apart by it, and the sound of "woo woo" could be heard endlessly. At this moment, Jing Chen was still floating there, but the gray light on his body gradually faded away. At the same time, the silver light became more and more intense. dazzling.

"boom!"

The ghost dragon's whole body hit the silver light heavily, making a huge roar. "呵啦..." There was a sound as if something was ignited, and white smoke rose from the part of the ghost dragon that was in contact with the silver light.Seeing this scene, the old man frowned. He really couldn't think of what that silver glow was. Although he could feel the terrifying aura coming from that silver glow, there was no trace of sacredness in it.

Not divine energy but able to restrain death energy?As soon as this idea appeared in the old man's mind, he was thrown out of the sky.A joke, not only has he never heard of it after living for hundreds of years, even in the memory of their lineage, he has never mentioned it.Speaking of this, I have to mention the inheritance of undead magicians. Similar to the inheritance crystals of druids, undead magicians are inherited through wisdom skulls.Of course, this skull is definitely not the skull of the caster or the subject, but just a piece of magic spar, which is similar to the shape of a skull.

Suddenly, the silver light surged up, and suddenly retracted into the silver ring on Jing Chen's finger.Seeing the annoying silver light disappear suddenly, the old man was naturally overjoyed, while directing the ghost dragon to pounce on Jingchen again, on the other hand, he himself also jumped up and flew towards Jingchen.

Of course the old man didn't go to fight Jing Chen hand-to-hand, he still has this self-knowledge, although Jing Chen's strength is not as good as him, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, I'm afraid he is no match for Jing Chen in three or five cases.But at this moment when he approached Jing Chen, he just wanted to pick up Jing Chen's treasure as soon as possible so that he could leave quickly. He already felt an extremely powerful aura approaching rapidly.

Soon, reality gave him a slap in the face, wrong, it should be Jing Chen slapped him in the face, and his blind trust in the ghost dragon made him suffer again.I saw that the phantom dragon that jumped towards Jing Chen was knocked out for unknown reasons, and its body rolled and smashed towards the colorful magic cover.And the old man who was following behind the ghost dragon just wanted to stop his figure and retreat, but saw Jing Chen with a smile on his face who had appeared in front of him at some point.

A right hand with a pale golden gauntlet fiercely slapped his old face. With a muffled "bang", the old man was sent back at a faster speed than before, and his whole body was poured into the ground. , forming a hole in the ground with a strange twist of the waist.

After a while, seeing that the old man still had no intention of coming out, Jing Chen looked at the hole in the ground with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't pretend to be dead, come out."

"Clatter..." There was a sound of earth and rocks falling, and a very embarrassed figure crawled out of the hole in the ground. The old man had long lost his original strong appearance.The director's uniform of Zeus Academy has been scratched, like a beggar's uniform, and there are little blood stains on the snow-white eyebrows and hair.Obviously, it was splashed on by Jing Chen when he was fanned out just now. The teeth that were originally neat are now incomplete. There is no trace of the master's demeanor in this face.

Jing Chen was slightly taken aback, and looked at his right hand in disbelief. He used this hand to slap the old man away just now, but he really didn't expect that his slap would be so powerful.

"Bah!" The old man spat out the blood in his mouth, and his two snow-white teeth were also spat out.The old man stared viciously at Jing Chen in the sky. Originally, he would not have been beaten so miserably by Jing Chen, but unfortunately, he believed so much in the strength of the ghost dragon that he had no defense at all. When Jing Chen appeared in front of him In front of him, there was no time for him to react, that's why he was beaten so miserably.

The old man pointed at Jing Chen angrily, and the original greed in his eyes was completely replaced by hatred.At this moment, how could he not hate it, every time he was here for a minute, he was in danger of being caught by Armandron.But if he was asked to give up Jing Chen's piece of fat and just run away, he would not be reconciled in his heart, and finally bit his teeth, obviously this time he would have to spend again.

The old man waved his hands, two white lights flashed, and two dark green bone short spears appeared in his hands.The short spears looked very ordinary, like two bones randomly dug out from the corpses of monsters that had decayed. Some sharp edges don't look like sharp weapons.But at the moment when the short spear appeared, Jing Chen's heart trembled suddenly. This was an extremely dangerous feeling, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Be careful, the short spear in his hand is a bit weird." Rios' voice sounded.

Hearing what Rios said, Jing Chen's eyes froze suddenly, and he suddenly remembered something, something his father Jing Tian mentioned when he was a child.It was a time of fighting against the invasion of beasts, and a lord-level monster appeared in the group of monsters. At that time, Sedum and the others were extremely exhausted, and they were about to die at the mouth of the monsters.

At this moment, a necromancer who was only level six at that time threw two dark green short spears. The short spears seemed to have eyes, and instantly shot at the eyes of the lord level monster.No matter how the monster avoided it, it was blinded by the two dark green short spears in the end. Not only that, but according to what my father said, the two short spears directly penetrated the back of the monster's head.

Thinking of this, Jing Chen's eyes flashed a gleam of vigilance. Although he was not sure that these two short spears were what his father Jing Tian said, it was not impossible to think about it, and these two things were always given to him. He has a very dangerous feeling.

"Hey." The old man's face at this moment has long since lost its original indifference. With his ferocious face, coupled with his face swollen by Jing Chen's slap and blood all over his body, he looks like an evil ghost crawling out of purgatory no matter what.

"Go to hell." As he spoke, two dark green bone short spears slashed across the sky, bringing up two phantoms, and shot straight at Jing Chen. Jing Chen felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes. The spear had already appeared in front of his eyes, at this moment, it was too late for him to dodge, and he finally understood the reason for his father Jing Tian's awed expression at that time.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, but the expected pain did not come, Jing Chen slowly opened his eyes, and saw a little bird with a silver glow hovering in front of him at this moment. Its feathers are extremely beautiful, and even at night there is a bright silver glow, so what else is it if it is not the silver-winged dragon owl.

Seeing that the silver-winged dragon owl appeared at his most critical time, not only saved himself, but also wanted to help him deal with the old man, his heart moved, and he reached out to touch the silver-winged dragon owl's feathers.Jing Chen's stroking of the silver-winged dragon owl seemed to be very beneficial, and a pair of bird eyes that were staring at the old man narrowed slightly, as if enjoying Jing Chen's stroking.

At this moment, the dark green bone short spear that was knocked away by the silver pterosaur owl has appeared in the old man's hands again. The old man is not familiar with the sudden appearance of the silver strange bird.As the director of the magic department, he immediately returned to the station with the brigade, and did not stay at the top of the city. That's why he naively thought that the silver-winged dragon owl was just an ordinary flying monster, and it could fly into the air. His bony spear was nothing more than luck.

Soon, this kind of self-righteousness caused the old man a big loss again. Just as he locked his target on the silver-winged dragon owl and was about to throw a short spear, a silver light suddenly passed by, and the distance of more than ten meters was no more than In the blink of an eye, the silver-winged dragon owl appeared in front of the old man.The old man was not as lucky as Jing Chen, and he only had time to twist his waist suddenly, blood suddenly splashed, and the old man's shoulder had been torn off by the silver-winged dragon owl about a catty of flesh.

With the piece of flesh in its mouth, the silver-winged dragon owl circled around the old man's head as if in a demonstration. Finally, with a flick of the bird's head, he let go of his mouth, and the piece of flesh slammed towards the old man.

The old man was tough enough, and with a cold snort, a spear made of death energy suddenly flew out, instantly turning that piece of flesh into nothingness.Not only that, the spear continued unabated, and shot straight at the silver-winged dragon owl. At this moment, the phantom dragon that was smashed into the energy shield also slowed down, turned over and let out a dragon howl , also rushed towards the silver winged dragon owl.

Jing Chen frowned, although the silver-winged dragon owl had no signs of defeat even if it was a one-man-one-dragon attack, how could Jing Chen let it suffer, and suddenly appeared beside the old man in a blink of an eye.But this time the old man was already on guard, seeing that Jing Chen's figure had just disappeared, he had already cast a bone shield on himself.

Although the defensive effect of this bone shield technique is mediocre, the attack effect is very good. No matter who it is, as long as it hits the bone shields that are constantly rotating around the old man, 80.00% of its force will be reflected back. The remaining 20.00% will also be transmitted to all parts of the body by the bone shield, and will not pose any threat to the main body of the necromancer.

But at this moment, the ghost dragon has used its huge body to block all the routes of the silver-winged dragon owl's attack on the old man.If the silver-winged dragon owl didn't kill this obtrusive ghost dragon first, he wouldn't even think about hurting the old man.

"grumble!"

An ear-piercing scream came from the mouth of the silver-winged dragon. Obviously, it also discovered this. For the ghost dragon that is dozens of times as long as it is, the silver-winged dragon has nothing to do in a short time, so it has to entangle with it. fight.Although with the attack of the silver-winged dragon owl, the bones on the ghost dragon's body became less and less, and it seemed that it would be unloaded into a pile of bone chips by the silver-winged dragon owl in the near future, but this time was enough for the old man to do something.

With a swipe of his hands, two gray-black skulls suddenly appeared in the air. This thing is the exclusive skill of the undead magician, which is opposite to the salvation of the light magician's talent skill.This skill is called blasphemy, no matter who it is, as long as it is slightly contaminated with this gray-black energy, it will be corroded and bloody in a short time.But casting this skill will cause the caster to suffer serious internal injuries, but the old man can't care about these now, killing Jing Chen as soon as possible is the most important thing.

After casting this skill, the old man coughed and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, while looking at Jing Chen not far away, with a slightly panicked look on his face.Now he no longer thinks about whether he can get out after killing Jing Chen, and now his only goal is to kill Jing Chen.

At this moment, it seems that even time has stopped. In the entire space shrouded in colorful light, those two gray-black skulls are the center of the world, and everything in the space pales in comparison. Pale.

The old man could clearly see that the veins on Jing Chen's forehead were slightly bulging, and a bean-sized drop of cold sweat flowed down from Jing Chen's forehead, along the corner of his forehead, across his face, and finally dripped onto the ground, splashing a little dust.Originally, the result should be separated in the blink of an eye, but it seems to slow down the camera, zooming in bit by bit, everything is so weird.

(End of this chapter)