Supreme Dragon Seal

    "Don't be fooled by his holy magician's aura, he was injured by the old man, and now he is at the level of a local magician." At this moment, the imprisoned old man said in a hoarse voice .

    Qi Bei's eyes flashed with golden light, and with a low roar, it burst like electricity, and the black long sword in his hand suddenly slashed a golden sword light, hitting the throat of the corpse-like old man.

     "Jie Jie Jie"

    The mummified old man burst into a creepy and weird smile, stretched out his dead tree-like claws, and dozens of black smoke instantly entangled Qi Bei and lifted him up in the air.

    "Even if the deity is only a rank magician, it's easy to kill you." With that, the mummified old man waved his withered arm, and Qi Bei suddenly flew out and smashed into the black spar wall. superior.

    "Pfft" Qi Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were convulsed.

    This is the Earth Grade Magician, so powerful.

    A magician can be regarded as a real magician when he reaches the realm of an advanced magician. At this time, the magician already has a certain defense ability, matching powerful magic attacks, that is really terrible, let alone a magician of the ground.

    The mummified old man in front of him turned out to be the Holy Dark Magician who existed at the peak of the whole world before, not to mention that his strength fell to the ground-grade magician, even if it is a junior magician, it is not for anyone to rub pinched.

    Qi Bei can almost match the strength of ordinary king-level warriors, and is also vulnerable in front of this mummified old man.

      unimaginable.

    A black glow shot out from the skull at the top of the scepter, covering Qi Bei who was curled up in a ball.

    Suddenly, a huge suction penetrated into Qi Bei's body, actually sucking out the blood of his whole body.

    Qi Bei only felt that the blood in his whole body wanted to burrow out of his body uncontrollably, the blood vessels began to swell, and blue veins bulged from all over his body. His handsome face was now full of bulging blue veins, as if crawling with earthworms, and his eyes were bloodshot and angry, looking like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

    At the same time, his soul was constantly being pulled outward by a suction force, and he fluttered away from the shackles of his body.

    "Kakaka..." Qi Bei clenched his silver teeth, and Shenlongjue's internal force began to run wildly, trying to suppress this strange huge suction.

    At this time, the black long sword that fell beside Qi Bei began to tremble slightly, without contact with Qi Bei's body, the information it sent could not enter Qi Bei's mind.

    "What a strong will! However, it's futile for you to struggle." The mummified old man was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't take it too seriously. No matter how strong his will was, he couldn't resist his bite. Soul art, after all, the difference in strength between the two can be described as a moat.

    The mummified old man uttered another series of incantations, and the suction suddenly doubled.

    Qi Bei's whole body started to leave the ground and floated up by the huge suction.

    Some small capillaries began to burst, seeped out from the skin, and flew towards the mummified old man.

    Qi Bei made a cooing sound like water in his throat, and a trace of blood escaped from his mouth.

    "Hahaha, little ants, give up resistance, and die more happily this way." The mummified old man laughed strangely, the stronger Qi Bei's willpower, the stronger his soul, how could he Not happy?

    At this moment, the blood color of Qi Bei's pupils was replaced by gold, and the cooing voice in his throat gradually became lower, it sounded faintly like the sound of dragon roars coming from the distant sky .

    Suddenly, the mummified old man suddenly felt that his suction was fixed, and a frightening aura was exuding from the ghost-like Qi Bei.

    "Not good!" The mummified old man noticed that it was not good, but the power of his soul fused in Soul Eater could not be recovered.

    And Qi Bei raised his head, the blue veins on his face began to calm down, he stared at the mummified old man with a pair of cold and arrogant golden pupils, as if at this moment, the identities of the two changed each other, and the mummified old man was the humble one Tiny ants.

    Qi Bei's big hand began to swell in an instant, dense golden scales appeared on it, and the sharp claws shone with cold light, with an aura of destruction.

    "Dragon...Dragon's breath..." The mummified old man shouted in horror, his soul power was firmly captured, if he wanted to escape, he had to give it up, then his strength would fall to the king's level Magicians are even just high-level magicians.

    "Death!" Qi Bei shouted coldly, the dragon's claws emitting a golden light and directly grabbed the heart of the mummified old man.

    The mummified old man's pupils shrank, and black awns appeared on his body again.

    As soon as the dragon claws touched the black awns, they stagnated slightly, but then the black awns collapsed, and the sharp claws pierced the chest of the mummified old man.

    The air wave rolled in the black spar chamber, and Qi Bei was blasted and flew out.

    "I sacrifice my soul..." At this moment, the trapped old man suddenly began to chant a mysterious spell at a strange rhythm. But there was a faint snow-white holy light.

    A mysterious huge rune condensed and suddenly enveloped the mummified old man.

    How could Qi Bei miss such an opportunity? He roared wildly, one of the two huge dragon claws pierced into the heart of the mummified old man, and the other into his head.

    "No..." The mummified old man roared unwillingly, the wolf-like phantom that had condensed into shape began to dissipate, and the skull scepter fell from the air.

    Qi Bei pulled out his dragon claws, one dragon claw was holding a heart that was still beating, while the other dragon claw grabbed a white brain.

    The corner of Qi Bei's mouth twitched, under the two claws, his internal strength had been exhausted, the dragon claws began to recover, and his body felt extremely weak in an instant.

    "Little friend, do you still have the strength to come here?" At this moment, the imprisoned old man spoke up.

    Qi Bei turned his head and was surprised to see that the old man's body was slowly becoming transparent. He dragged his heavy steps and walked to the old man's side. The method of using the technique to hold the mummified old man, he is afraid that he is more fortunate than fortunate.