Prison Gate Star, Ice and Snow Plateau. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A bright moon shone on the top of the eternal mountain, clothing the giant god of ice entrenched in the mountain pass, and the figures near the mountain pass flickered, sometimes erupting in flames, and the heat wave melted the snow, and then was frozen by the cold wind.

"Black Robe" Outlaw, "Dragon King" Mars, "Red Robe" Andre and "Sword Master" Carol, the four legendary powerhouses who were originally in different camps were forced to join forces to fight against the primeval god "Winter Prince" Zeuxkel, from dusk to the moon and the sky, and the battle has not been won or lost.

Mars has long since reverted back to the form of the "Colored Prince", and increased his combat power with "Divine Power" and "Righteous Qi Like a Rainbow", and the legendary dragon has doubled in size to be comparable to a high-rise building, but it still looks very small in front of Zeuxkel, which is like a majestic mountain.

The spitting is extremely effective, and the five-colored dragon breath is there!

Mars squirted out the dragon breath that mixed five kinds of energy for the tenth time today and specialized in polarizing power with super spitting, if he faced an ordinary opponent, even if the opponent was a legendary creature, he couldn't withstand this deadly spit, but Zeukskel still didn't change his face after resisting ten rounds of dragon breath, and raised his giant palm to the sky, and the terrifying power drove the airflow to form a shock wave, directly blowing away the oncoming dragon breath, and the palm suddenly radiated red light, and the arcane energy of the plastic energy system was surging like a tide.

Spell-like instantaneous!

Spell-like magic is extremely effective!

Energy Alternative!

Meteor Burst!

The moonlight suddenly turned red as blood, and four meteorites, like huge fireballs, appeared around the moon, dragging their flaming tails down from the sky and smashing into Mars with a rumbling roar.

A trace of solemnity flashed in the dragon king's eyes, and an orange aura opened under his feet, and he was about to teleport thousands of miles away to avoid the bombardment of the meteor. Zeukeskel hooked his fingers, and a pillar of green light rose from the ground, locking him in the air and unable to teleport. In the next moment, four meteorites fell one after another, all of them smashed firmly on the legendary dragon, and the burning boulder buried him in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, but the strange thing is that the surrounding ice and snow did not melt, only the roar of thunder still echoed in the mountains, shaking the mountains in the distance and avalanches.

In the crater, Mars struggled to push away the thousand-ton boulder pressing on his body, his strong body shook, and suddenly opened his mouth to spew out a large puff of blood mist, and his ear holes were also gurgling and bleeding, and his expression was miserable and embarrassed. As the Prince of Color, he is naturally immune to fire-based damage, and the 9-ring arcane "Meteor Burst" is admittedly powerful, but the main damage comes from the Flame Burn, which should not pose a threat to him. However, Zeukskel, the seemingly crazy primeval god, showed amazing insight and strain in the battle, adding the super magic specialty "energy replacement" to the "meteor burst" when casting the spell, and converted all the original fire damage into sonic attacks, Mars is not afraid of flames, lightning, poison, strong acid and cold, but he is not immune to sonic attacks, four meteorites smashed his eardrums and injured his internal organs, and the legendary dragon's strong physique could not withstand the roar of infrasound, and he couldn't help but vomit blood again and again.

Zeukeskel grinned silently, his scarlet eyes shining with a cruel glint as he stared at the dragon struggling in the crater. His right arm reached forward, and his big hand grabbed the dragon king, trying to crush his head.

Swish! A vigorous figure flashed out of the wind and snow, turning over in the air and jumping onto the back of the ancient god's hand, striding with his arm as a bridge, dragging the afterimage like lightning.

Carol actually wished that Zeuxkell would slap Mars to death, but he couldn't see death without help. The four legendary powerhouses joined forces to barely suppress Zeukeskel, and if the key link of the dragon king was missing, the next one who would die might be Carol. In the face of a powerful opponent, he can only temporarily put aside his personal grudges and go all out to rescue. Among the four legendary powerhouses, he is the only one who is the fastest, and he is the only one who has time to rescue Mars.

Legend Speed!

Lightning reflexes!

The Far Eastern Sword Saint rushed along Zeuxker's arm with a supernatural body, stepped on the other party's broad shoulders on tiptoe, and a stream of true qi spewed out from the soles of his feet and flew into the air, and the legendary soul snatching sword stabbed into Zeukskel's eyes at the same time as it was unsheathed, and there seemed to be a few frames missing from it, and when the sword blade resisted the eyes of the ancient god who was as big as a windmill wheel, the belated sound of breaking wind came belatedly, and thunder roared in the air.

Parnia's Moonlight Sword!

The explosion of true qi was like a flow of moonlight, Zeux Ker suddenly closed his eyes, his eyelids were like two steel gates tightly clamping the soul grasping sword, Carol struggled to draw the sword and couldn't break free, and couldn't help but change his face.

"Get out!!" Zeuxkel opened his mouth and roared, and the rolling cold ** leaked out, submerging Carol's tiny figure in the extremely cold torrent, and even the person flew out with a sword, and fell headlong down the mountain.

Call......

The cold air in Zeukskel's mouth diffused, and the air flow whistled like a long sigh. The god withdrew his big hand and grabbed the dragon king, and dug out a glacier more than ten feet high on the spot and pressed it against his face. His left eye was stabbed open by Carol's sword with all his might, and a sticky blue-black slurry flowed from his socket, revealing a black cavern. The glacier was stuffed into the eye socket, and Zeuxkel's face showed a comfortable expression, and the magic in his palm surged, and in the blink of an eye, the glacier merged into the eye socket and transformed into a new eyeball.

"It's not okay to fight like this, this monster has endless energy, and the ice and snow all over the mountains can be transformed into his flesh and blood, like an immortal body." The black-robed Great Lich cast a spell to drag Mars out of the crater, shaking his head and sighing.

The dragon king wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked back at the mountain, confirmed that Carol was still alive, and snorted in a complicated mood: "Brother black robe, you are the strongest here, think of a way!" ”

The black robe frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Don't rush up and do it, I'll summon a few thugs to consume the spell of that god, and it will be easy to deal with when he runs out of spell slots." With a wave of his hand, he threw out a handful of black onyx, each the size of a pigeon's egg, and the black-robed lich squirmed his leaf-like lips and chanted incantations.

The yin wind was set off on the snow, and the negative energy rose out like a thick miasma, and the corpses of the white dragons everywhere were polluted by this yin qi, and the frozen flesh and blood burst and drooped, leaving only the pale bones to stand up.

Legendary spellcasting, advanced spiritualism!

The black-robed Great Lich flicked its long sleeves, and the negative energy fusion divine energy was injected into the bodies of the twenty-headed bone dragons, igniting a green and faint soul fire in their eye sockets.

"Go!" Outlaw let out a low roar, his pale finger pointed at Zeuxkel, and the army of bone dragons roared in response, soaring into the air and pounced on the god, opening his mouth to spit out negative energy dragon breath.

Zeukskel covered his arms to resist the bite of the dragons, muttering to himself, countless pitch-black runes flowed out of his throat, buzzing and trembling around his body, and then exploded violently, turning into a round of shockwaves full of chaotic magic power that spread outward, pushing the air to burst layer by layer, and engulfing all the besieging dragons.

Spell-like expansion, Chaos Mantra!