A Master's Type Moon Event Book

"Master, is there no problem?" Qing Ji glanced at him, a little worried.

"It's okay." Li Xiang held Biluo. Since becoming a follower, Biluo seems to have become his treasure, which can be manifested at will like a projection magic.

"You and Elizabeth can help me quickly," he added.

"Hehe, then I have to be serious." Qing Ji said.

Chapter 31 The Saint and the Dragon

The blue runes floated in the ancient forest, they were neatly arranged, exuding a cold breath in the air.

When the sound of Wyvern's wings flapped continuously in the sky, a strange murmur sounded indistinctly under the dense shade of trees. The icy blue streamer was like a comet in the night, dragging its long tail.

The magic power brings up a sharp air wave, and the green leaves that pass by scatter towards both sides of Huiwei, like a fast-moving python, reaching the sun in an instant.

"Who?" Martha came to her senses, turned her head to look, and ice-blue waterfalls suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The evil dragon Tarasque under the seat became restless.

It senses danger and uneasiness.

The sky in front of him was covered with layers of thin ice, Dayuan had been replaced, and the docile kitten became a man-eating tiger.

In the next moment a small sun burst.

Countless rays of light fell like shooting stars.

Martha's Noble Phantasm is the Summoning Dragon.

Tarasque is the son of the sea monster Leviathan recorded in the Old Testament.

Huge head, carapace covered with sharp thorns, six-legged feet, long tail with poisonous thorns.

Half fish, half dragon monster.

It made a move before Mirta, raised its giant head, and opened its big mouth.

A scorching breath is being generated.

The water on the surface of the fallen trees on the ground evaporates rapidly, and then they become scorched black and burn.

Tarasque was in the sea of ​​flames, but Mirta was not affected at all. She looked over the ice in front of her, trying to find the person behind her.

Dragon Roar.

The invisible air wave overturned the surrounding flames.

Harsh sounds resounded through the forest.

Then violent dark purple flames spewed from its mouth.

The source of the world suddenly divided into a world of ice and fire.

A puff of magic power is generated in the middle.

The fog is in the air.

Li Xiang was standing on the edge of the forest, and the distance from the open space was only a tree, so he was behind the tree.

The long sword in his hand has disappeared.

There is a thin sword mark that is almost invisible between the soil on the sole of his foot.

As Bi Luo, which can mobilize the power of the earth, there is another usage.

It can travel unimpeded underground, just like fish in the ocean.

His eyes are connected to the sword.

Ten meters away.

A long sword broke through the ground.

Li Xiang's arm was raised suddenly, and his fingers quickly outlined a talisman in the void.

Martha, who was looking at the forest in the distance, immediately lowered her head.

She stood on the back of the evil dragon Tarasque, about three or four meters above the ground.

It took no more than a second from the appearance of the long sword to the moment when it came into view, but the ice shards scattered all over the sky like goose feathers and heavy snow.

The sound of freezing.

A pair of slender ice-blue long swords condensed in an instant, and shot from below at an extremely fast speed, like a goddess scattering flowers.

And Biluo is hidden in it.

There was a heavy crash between heaven and earth.

Martha's iron fist hit the long sword hard.

There were endless ripples in front of her.

That was the moment the ice blue long sword shattered and splashed around.

There was a sword light in Mierda's eyes, but she did not forget the real killing move, which was Bi Luo, the disappearing sword.

She raised her eyebrows, her fist accelerated sharply, and gradually she couldn't see clearly, leaving only a large group of white shadows.