I became the ancestor of the blood clan

The body of the northern soldier flew away at a terrifying speed, smashed three big trees surrounded by several people, and smashed to the ground, pulling out a bloody road with ten blades.

One for one, Grote was seriously injured and Karp was slightly injured.

The king of the orc tribe, so powerful.

At this time, the fighting spirit on Betty's face became more and more intense.

The extreme light on her body soared, and the stronger the enemy, the more she could arouse the wild fighting spirit in her heart.

On her delicate face, those black eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"war!"

After uttering a word, his body swooped down like a falcon from the sky to hunt down its prey, at an extremely fast speed, pulling out more than a dozen afterimages in the blink of an eye.

Garp didn't hesitate at all, kicked the wolf, and his body left the wolf king who had been riding.

Also moving towards this Valkyrie of the Northland with extremely powerful fighting skills at an unimaginable speed.

He wants to slaughter this northern female warrior with his own hands! !

Because the strength of this female warrior has been recognized by him.

It is the nature of an orc to hunt and kill the strong, and he wants to treasure this woman's head.

Lion-like mane stood erect, and a pale golden light shrouded his body. At this moment, the orc king who ruled a powerful tribe was like a lion king poured with gold.

Powerful and majestic.

clang clang~

The figures of the two people in the air were instantly blurred, and no one could appreciate the speed of their fight and the combat skills they displayed.

A burst of terrifying air waves erupted between the two black shadows, and the surrounding towering trees collapsed like wheat.

The battle between the two figures whose traces could no longer be seen caused the ground beneath them to tear apart. Cracks like spider webs were densely covered on the ground, and new scars and scars would appear every second. forests are turning into empty wastelands.

Betty's level is two levels lower than Garp's, and she has been beaten by the orc king in terms of strength.

However, this Valkyrie relies on her legendary fighting skills, even if the opponent is stronger than her, she can still forcibly fight Karp after opening the royal blood of the Northland.

And relying on the terrifying resilience of blood, Betty did not fall into a disadvantage in this battle between level 16 and level 18.

This is a full level 18 combat power, not a deformed level 19 lava demon.

Betty once again showed her edge as the head of the three glorious fighters.

Fighting against a level 16 beastman king with a level 18 strength is indescribably powerful.

"Greypaw, go kill their spellcaster!!"

bang~

Garp sliced ​​through Betty's ferocious attack, and turned his head towards the Level 15 Warg King who was out of the fighting range, with his body hanging down and a hunting posture.

He knew that these two powerful warriors were leading him away from the blood caster, but why not? He was not alone, and his mount was a level 15 wolf king.

After hearing Garp's order, the wolf king named Gray Claw wailed~ and let out a long roar, then turned his head and ran towards the blood clan's position just now.

The command of the master is everything to it.

Grote, who was severely injured by Garp's fierce attack, had already stood up at this time, and the scars on his body were recovering frantically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Momentum also climbed to the peak again.

After becoming a blood clan, the already strong and durable soldier of the Northland has strengthened his physical fitness again. In addition, it is night again, and his combat effectiveness is completely at its peak.

As long as his head was not cut off directly, his heart could still recover even if it was pierced.

This is a northern soldier with blood in his body, a blood with fearless blood flowing! !

Grote bent his feet and burst out suddenly, his body speed soared, ready to intercept the departing Wolf King.

But just as he was about to leave, a cold blade flashed by his side. Garp forcibly avoided Betty and killed him again, intercepting him with the most domineering posture.

This 18th-level orc king, his strength has reached the 18th-level extreme.

Grote drew his sword back, and could only watch helplessly as the Warg King left the battlefield of the three of them.

Seeing this scene, Garp's mouth curled up in a bloodthirsty arc, his eyes showed a bit of coldness, and he swung his knife upwards.

"Vampires and northern warriors, you are my prey today."

As long as the worgs can disrupt the vampire's spellcasting, Garp believes the orcs will once again be the masters here.

Whether it is the steel giant, the giant beast in the sky, or the two powerful warriors in front of him, they will all become corpses under the blade of the orc.

Even though the orcs suffered heavy casualties, they still had an absolute numerical advantage.

All enemies would be hunted by the orcs as long as they could get through the current panic and someone could command them.

And once the warg completes the task, the final victory belongs to him, the king of the lion tribe-Karp Lion.

The level 15 Warg King Gray Claw with the height of three blades, smelling the scent, rushed towards the blood clan who was casting a spell.

The 15th-level beings bred by orcs, the wisdom of the wolf king is not even worse than that of human thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys.

It knows its master's plan.

Hunt humans?

There was a bit of cruelty in Gray Claw's eyes. The food was really delicious, especially the spellcaster. He couldn't help drooling at the thought of the strong magic power fluctuations on those humans.

The distance between the three of them fighting was thousands of blades away from the blood clan's position, but under the speed of the warg, it took tens of seconds to reach the place where Karp was intercepted just now.

Jump up.

Standing on the boulder under the big tree in front of you, roaring towards the sky.

oooo~

The piercing roar of Sirius Xiaoyue caused the hearts of many blood clans who were casting spells to tremble.

Large-scale compound magic has always been the war magic used by the army. It takes a long time to prepare for casting, and it is difficult to cast spells. Moreover, it cannot be disturbed during the casting process, otherwise it will directly cause magic backlash, ranging from serious injuries to severe ones. It will be directly affected by the chaotic magic power Influx into the body destroys the sea of ​​spirits and turns into an idiot.

Therefore, when fighting in the army, the mage group is often guarded by the most elite troops.

But at this time, the two powerful warriors of the blood caster group have been lured away by the king of the orcs.

There are no defensive forces here.

The wolf king's eyes showed a bit of cruelty, the claws on the four legs gleamed coldly, and the fangs were as sharp as razors. This is a pure killing machine.

The killing intent is spreading.

bang~ bang~

After a few jumps, Gray Claw had already approached the Blood Race who was still casting spells. The three-bladed, nearly six-bladed Warg Dynasty rushed towards the Blood Race who seemed to be unresponsive.

A bloody massacre seems to be in sight.

But when the distance between the two sides was less than 30 blades, the wolf king suddenly stopped his galloping figure, the gray hair on his body stood upside down at this moment, and a bit of irrepressible terror flashed in his eyes.

There seemed to be an abyssal demon waiting for him with its huge mouth open in front of him. As long as he dared to take a step forward, death was at hand.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black spatial channel shattered in midair.

"Roar~"

"Wow quack quack ~ the great me came out again ~" A voice with a strange accent came from the black hole, sharp and weird.

Chapter 230 The Dragon Messenger—Li De (Three in One Chapter)

Accompanied by a strange sound, a huge head made of white bones stretched out from the gap in the space, and the faint blue soul fire burned blazingly in the head.

There was death and destruction in those empty eyes.

Dragon! !

This is the head of a dragon! !

Gray Claw of the Wolf King was terrified at the moment, the hair on his back stood up like needle-like barbs, his huge tail stood up high, and his body trembled unconsciously at this moment.

The terrifying dragon prestige pervades the world, the world's most powerful aura-like coercion—the dragon prestige, those who dare to face the majesty of the dragon are true warriors.

Even the vampires who were casting felt that there was a terrible prey behind them, preparing to hunt them.

Casting speed has dropped significantly.

baah~

The space shattered instantly after the giant dragon's white bone skull appeared.

A terrifying creature with a wingspan of 20 blades appeared above the Warg King.

The sky and the earth became quiet, and the chirping of insects in the distance stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of the breeze blowing the treetops.

The flapping broken dragon wings carried the breath of death, and the body made of white skeletons was silent and cold. His empty eyes could see the blue soul fire in Jia's head, but no one felt that he was looking directly at it. Its soul, because, that represents destruction.

All this explains the identity of this creature - bone dragon.

And the most conspicuous thing is that there is a figure wearing a black mage robe behind the skull dragon.

His face is handsome to the point of astonishment, his body is tall and heroic, and his temperament is as elegant as a nobleman of the ancient royal family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The fangs in his mouth showed his identity.

A vampire who drives a dragon.

"Quack, quack, stupid wolf, let the great Withered Bones send you to meet the god of death!"

Under Gray Claw's shocked eyes, the undead bone dragon actually spoke, and before he could react, the dragon's breath filled with death and destruction spewed out from the bone dragon's mouth.

The soul froze at this moment, every part of this wolf king's body was crazily warning him, as long as he stayed there for even half a second, he would usher in death.

Gray Claw turned around sharply, his strong limbs burst out with all his strength, and he frantically escaped from the range of the dragon's breath with the fastest speed in his life.

baah~

The gray and cold breath of the undead rushed down, the billowing breath of the undead filled the air, and the breath of the dragon eroded everything around.

The surrounding trees turned yellow and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then decayed, the grass turned into ashes, and even the soil turned white at this moment.

The entire area instantly became a dead place, and the living were not allowed to enter.

Sitting behind the bone dragon, Li De looked at the direction the warg was leaving with an indifferent arc on his mouth.

"Catch that little wolf cub."

"Wow, the great Lord Withered Bones will destroy all enemies, no one can escape the hunting of Lord Withered Bones..."

The dead bones of the necromancer occupying the bone dragon's body flapped its wings obediently. It seemed that Li De was his real master and the driver of the bone dragon.

Huhu~

The broken wings of the death dragon flapped, and the terrifying power of the dragon flitted across the deep forest. The 15th-level wolf king was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Under the majesty of the bone dragon, he could only escape crazily.

As the golden race, giant dragons are the most famous top-level beings in Glory, and their strength is worthy of all titles.

Longwei has a strong suppressive power against any non-dragon monster, especially a monster with no special bloodline like Gray Claw.

Even though the Wolf King had reached level 15, he was still greatly frightened by the bone dragon Longwei at level 18.

This is the coercion from the soul, from the biological instinct, not to say that resistance can be resisted.

3 minute later.

Garp, who was fighting Betty and Grote, suddenly froze because he felt a powerful aura approaching.

Then, under his shocked gaze, a bone dragon with a wingspan of 20 blades and a level 15 Warg King with three blades in its mouth and six blades in its mouth flew to the sky where they were fighting like a lamb in its mouth.

Then, with a random flick, the unconscious Warg fell directly from the sky, smashed to the ground, and splashed a piece of mud.

The majestic Wolf King just now turned into a dying dog.

"The great Lord Withered Bones is here, humble lion man, hurry up and kneel down to greet Lord Withered Bones, wow~"

"It's so cool, this wolf cub still dares to run away in front of the great Lord Withered Bones? He really can't stand the undead!"

Li De's mouth twitched when he heard the words of the giant dragon below him, and he spread his bat wings and flew into the sky without saying a word of nonsense to this damned undead.

"Withered bones, cooperate with Betty and Grote to get rid of this orc."

After hearing Li De's words, the huge dragon's body shivered subconsciously as if thinking of something, and quietly turned its head to look at Li De with a flat face, then immediately turned around, circling to prepare to attack.