The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Osmond's tendon is not easy to mess with at first glance, and Frost Wing is not stupid enough to fight for melee combat ability.

Many innate magics were instant cast, and Osmond didn't bother to hide at all, allowing Frostwing's magic to attack him.

His physical defense terrifies the dragon, and his magic resistance is too high to scare the dragon.

Only high-level magic can damage him, and many of Frostwing's magic hit him like a tickling.

"Strength, haven't you eaten? Even if I stand and let you hit you, you won't be able to break the defense."

Osmond laughed mercilessly.

"Damn Golden Dragon!"

Wings of Frost chanted complicated spells in a fit of anger, wanting to cast powerful super-level magic again.

But this time Osmond didn't stand up and let her fight, after all, she's not his daughter-in-law.

He dodged and approached Wings of Frost at high speed.

When a claw hit, Frost Wing had to give up the spell and summon an ice shield to resist.

The ice shield collapsed after persisting for a moment, but it was at this moment that the Frost Wings spread out the field and quickly moved away from Osmond.

In the realm, Osmond's dark golden scales were covered with a layer of hoarfrost that could not be erased, and his movements became sluggish.

This is the area where the white dragon is most likely to appear after reaching old age, the area of ​​freezing and slowing.

"Stupid Golden Dragon, you haven't launched your realm to fight me!"

"You're not qualified yet!"

Osmond said domineeringly, the hoarfrost around his body continued to disintegrate and cover again.

"Why don't you take advantage of Cecil's lack of magic to kill him!"

After a brief stalemate with Osmond, Frostwing ordered the white dragon below.

A quarter of an hour wasn't long, and she also spent a lot of time reciting super-magic incantations.

If Cecil regains her magic power, her actions this time will not only fall short, but also suffer heavy losses.

Both of them were besieged by legendary powerhouses no worse than their own. The Frost Wings could only abandon these little white dragons and flee with the treasures in the Frost Nest.

Casey has been at the feet of Wings of Frost for many years, and naturally understands this truth.

"kill!"

She roared loudly, and led the giant dragon in the Frost Nest to slay Cecil.

Seeing the white dragon slaughtered, the frost giant priest wrapped Cecil at the innermost, and the frost giant warrior was at the outermost.

The battlefield soon turned into two sides, one was the white dragon stabbing like a sharp knife, and the other was the frost giant who was trying to protect his patriarch.

Even with the magical bonus of the sacrifice of the frost giants, the outermost frost giant warriors are still not enough to be seen under the men of the adult white dragon, and the outermost layer of the surrounding is easily torn apart.

But as the white dragons advanced and encountered the sacrifice of the frost giants, they couldn't go any further.

Every adult white dragon is besieged by several priests, and there are three high-level priests blocking Kathy.

It is impossible for an adult white dragon to be a minion of Frostwing, so the strongest among these white dragons is an adult white dragon like Kathy.

"Damn!"

With blood oozing from Kathy's dragon's mouth, she desperately attacked Cecil, and was finally seriously injured by the magic of the Frost Giant Priest.

Cecil's face was also not good-looking. As the leader of the clan, he could only sit in the center, watching the clan's **** battle to protect him, and being slaughtered by the white dragon.

This time, the Frost Nest was all dispatched, and Quinnir, the goalkeeper, also participated in the battle.

He was just a teenage dragon, and after tearing the frost giant warrior in front of him to pieces, he felt a cold wind blow.

An ice spear was about to pierce his body and pierce him, but he couldn't escape from Xinli.

not good!

Quinnir secretly screamed, ready to die.

Fortunately, a white dragon next to him suddenly appeared, smashed the ice spear with one claw, and then swept away the surrounding frost giant warriors with its tail.

Seeing that he was all right, Quinnir fixed his eyes and said in shock, "It's you! Gene, why are you here? I didn't come back for so long, I thought you were dead outside."

This white dragon that suddenly appeared was exactly what Ansair had changed. He sneaked into the camp of the white dragon when Osmond made his debut to attract the attention of the audience.

"When I came back from taking the treasure, I encountered some humans and it was delayed for a while. I didn't expect to see a large group of dragons just as I was about to return to the lair, so I flew over with you."

Ans Air explained.

It was war now, and Quinnir didn't have time to think about what Ansir said.

"You came back just in time, I almost died just now, thanks to you!"

Quinnir parried the ice spear of the frost giant warrior, and said after spitting out a breath of dragon.

Ans El was defending the frost giants behind Quinnir. He was very measured. He just knocked them down and swept them away without serious injury.

"I feel like we can't beat it. There are so many frost giants. When their patriarch recovers, we won't be able to run away from the two legendary powerhouses."

Quinnir looked in Cecil's direction. A quarter of an hour was almost here. Cecil's magic power was just a little disordered and was recovering quickly.

"Then what should we do?"

Quinnir asked.

"Let's fly in the direction of grandma and escape!"

Ansel suggested.

"Okay!"

Quinnir and Ansair flew to the Wings of Frost together, and the other white dragons followed suit when they saw that the situation was not good.

Casey, who was in deep siege, glanced at them and cursed.

"A bunch of idiots!"

At this moment, Cecil had regained his magic power, and a huge crampon gripped Casey firmly.

"Cough!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Casey took in more air and out less.

"Wings of Frost!"

After Cecil pinched Casey to death, he roared as he watched Frostwing flying in the sky to avoid Osmond's attack.

The situation is over, Frost Wing just wants to escape.

"Hurry up and stop him!"

Wings of Frost pointed at Osmon to the flying white dragon and ordered.

"This?"

The white dragons are all hesitant, the legendary powerhouse is not something they can deal with.

But Osmond didn't care so much, he claws at these little white dragons one by one. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Do not apply negative buffs to the white dragons in the Frostwing control area.

Just as the white dragon dragged Osmond, she spit out the breath of the dragon to freeze Osmond.

Before she had time to be proud, a little white dragon was sneaking up on him in a place she didn't notice.

"Feast!"

Ans El regained his size and used Feast directly.

Feast is his only skill that can threaten the legendary powerhouse.

Because this skill deals true damage, the disadvantage is that it has to be close.

The 100-meter-long wings of the Wings of Frost were swallowed directly by Ansi Er.

"Roar!"

Frost Wing let out a pained cry and lost her balance. She had never been injured so badly before.

"you!"

Quinnir looked at Ansair who suddenly changed shape beside him in horror.

Ansier pinched him to death with a single claw.

His huge size gave him an almost crushing power over creatures below the legendary level.

So he never thought about bullying these little white dragons, his goal was to attack Frost Wing.

Two or three hundred meters long, wearing a gray armor, in front of Ans El, Frostwing and Osmond are still short, not to mention other white dragons.

Ansel just swept away dozens of white dragons with a flick of his tail.

The white dragons fled in all directions, completely losing their will to resist.

The frozen Osmond spit out a mouthful of flames to melt the ice.

Taking advantage of Wings of Frost's loss of balance, he quickly approached her.

"Finally let me catch you!"

Osmond grinned, and despite Frost Wing's constant struggle with magic to counterattack, his two claws ripped hard.

A headless white dragon fell on the ice field, and the blue blood donation was scattered all over the place.