The old man's heart jumped, but he saw the black dragon leaning forward, kicking his feet hard, and taking the lead in the charge.

Seeing this, the old man frowned deeply, stomped his feet, took out a stone from the cloth bag on his waist, and threw it forward, after the stone fell to the ground, it bounced off the ground, but it turned into a stone wall in mid-air and landed between the old man and the black dragon.

Cervantes leapt to his feet and kicked his body in the air, cracking the surface of the stone wall, but failing to shatter it.

However, at this time, the charging cavalry team had already come to the stone wall, but they did not react, and their bodies crashed directly into the stone wall.

The old man clenched the staff in his hand and began to prepare the next spell, but suddenly there was a neighing of a war horse in his ears, and he suddenly looked up, only to see two columns of cavalry directly through the stone wall and appear in front of his eyes.

The old man subconsciously swung his staff and hit one of the cavalrymen in the front row, but he swung it empty.

It's a phantom!

The old man's eyes widened, thinking that the black dragon had already deceived them once with the phantom before, and now he was actually doing it again?

A wave of anger rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, but he saw that the stone wall in front of him exploded, and the figure of the black dragon reappeared in his eyes.

"Cervantes Doig Screaming Wind !!"

Hearing a roar, Cervantes grinned, "Hahaha, old fellow, you've been tricked again, isn't it?"

The sky above them was still pitch black, and the old man was still wondering if it was because the armor and weapons on those cavalry were too expensive, so they could resist the power of the Nine Rings Divine Technique, but he didn't expect that this black dragon would play tricks on him again.

Being played twice by the same person with the same trick in a short period of time makes even a good old man angry, not to mention, the old man is never a good person!

The old man let two columns of cavalry rush past him, as the black dragon in front of him rushed towards him again.

Cervantes threw a fist, his fist filled with a cloud of air and crimson flames, and the mist of fire drifted behind him like a red scarf.

The corners of his mouth widened, the smile on his face became more and more hideous, and the black dragon shouted: "Hahaha!

The old man looked up to the sky and roared, and the light on his body suddenly lit up.

- [Stone Skin]!

The gold-like skin blocked the punch for the old man, but there were several terrible screams behind him.

"Ahh

"Save, Sagare—"

The old man looked back in amazement, but saw that two knights who had broken away from the illusion team had just pierced the bodies of the two sect members with the spears in their hands, and hung the bodies of the two of them high on the barrel of the gun, like a bloody flag!

At this time, Cervantes' chuckle happened to be heard in his ears: "Soldiers, treacherous ......"

Caught off guard, the old man's eyes were split, and he let out an angry roar: "Ah!!hhhhh

The third time!

Cervantes' fist slammed into the old man's head.

"Die!

The huge force drove the old man's head, dragged the thin body like a burden, and flew to the mountains and forests on the side.

Rumble!

The old man's body slammed into the hillside, firmly embedded in the mountain.

With a single step on his feet, his wings flapped suddenly, and the black dragon soared into the sky, turning into a meteor and crashing into the direction where the old man was.

After the two sect members were killed, the magic weapon that could barely be activated by relying on the strength of everyone suddenly turned into flying sand and dispersed, and the polar night of the northern land and the eternal darkness disappeared in an instant, leaving only the frost and cold still hanging on the leaves and branches.

Sensing this, the old man struggled to his feet, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the black dragon that was speeding towards him.

"Cyp!

Cervantes did not answer, and his body fell sharply with the help of the flapping of his wings.

The old man angrily took out a branch from the cloth bag at his waist, threw it upwards, and threw it at Cervantes, who was falling rapidly.

"Winds of vengeance!"

The staff containing the Nine Rings Divine Technique was activated, and a strong gust of wind suddenly appeared, carrying the old man and flying towards the sky.

The old man swung his staff at the black dragon, and the wind rushed upwards under the old man's control, colliding with the black dragon in the air.

The old man let go of his staff, hovering it beside him, while he clenched his fists and manipulated the wind and Cervantes to bombard each other.

The black dragon and the old man's arms swung at great speed, and the wind and flames collided with each other, and the exploding air made a loud noise.

Boom Boom Boom!

Cervantes frowned, flapped his wings, and flew backwards, avoiding the old man's follow-up attack.

"Are you scared?!"

Seeing the black dragon turn over and fall to the ground, the old man let out a roar and chased after the black dragon with the wind that lifted his body.

Standing on the ground, Cervantes took a deep breath, the fire element gathered in his mouth, the heat enveloped his body, and the light quietly bloomed.

After seeing the old man chasing after him, the black dragon grinned and spewed out the dragon breath brewing in his mouth.

The flames burst into flames, and the wind condensed into a giant hammer and fell, and the head of the flame python was smashed by the hammer of the wind, but the flames swirled around the wind and swirled upward, slamming into the wind 'armor' beside the old man.

A tornado of flames swirled around the old man's body, scorching his dry skin and hair with high heat, and instantly igniting the linen robe on his body.

"Ahh

Cervantes stepped forward and threw a punch.

The powerful fist wind swept the flames and fell on the old man's body, and the old man raised his arm to resist, but at this time, the old man's face changed.

Several rays of strength were crossed into the old man's body, and they exploded in an instant.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of the old man's mouth, but in the blink of an eye, it was evaporated in the air by high temperature, and the flames were also burning his body, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Cervantes grinned and threw punch after punch, not giving the old man a chance to breathe.

"Enough is enough!!"

The old man roared angrily, and at the same time, his body shook, and he actually knocked Cervantes away.

The vicious and violent gaze fell on the black dragon with a contemptuous smile on his face, and the old man's face was hideous, and he gasped, "Your Excellency, you are really strong, worthy of being a strong man who can fight with the gods!"

Hearing this, Cervantes sneered: "Anyway, although I am not a warrior monk, but a human druid wants to fight a dragon who is proficient in martial arts?

"But!"

The old man turned a deaf ear and smiled hideously, "You are too careless!"

The black dragon tilted his head, the contempt at the corners of his mouth becoming more and more obvious, "Oh?

"I have come at the command of my lord to sow pestilence and death. ”

The old man's eyes were deep, "No one can stop it, and no one can resist it." ”

"Even you, Cervantes Doig Howling Winds, Grand Duke of the Black Dragon!"

"My lord is the shadow of death, and the plague is synonymous with death, this is the golden rule that cannot be broken in the world, but you are trying to challenge this rule!"

"You've succeeded in provoking us!"

"Are you ready to die?"

The [Legendary Posture] unfolded, the skin quietly turned into dry bark, and the old man said in a deep voice: "No one can save this place!"