The frost dragon Yurisan rushed to the position where the monk Snorman was originally standing, but hit nothing and slid directly over, dragging out a long gully.

Behind it, fireballs exploded one after another, and fireworks rose. Klein's body was slightly stiff and jumped. He was not pulled away by the "King of the North" and was always within 5 meters of the opponent.

When Yurisan stopped, he suddenly felt bad when he was still invisible. He had a corresponding picture in his mind, and he rushed forward and almost crawled under the frost dragon.

At the same time, Yurisian's thick, long and powerful tail swept away, swept across, and pulled towards the nearby elf singer Shatas and Mobert, the nobleman of the Solomon Empire.

Wow!

The wind suddenly sounded, and Mobert was thrown away to avoid the tail of the frost dragon. Xia Tasi was slower. Although he used the strong wind to retreat along the sweeping trend to resolve the strength, he was still pulled to the side, causing the thick scales that appeared to her to break, causing her ribs to break, and she flew backwards. Under the support of the wind, she fell on the snowy ground not too severely.

If it were Mobert, Anderson and others, this blow would be enough to kill them on the spot. Fortunately, the "Storm" path has corresponding magic scale protection, and each sequence will be improved accordingly. Xia Tasi was only seriously injured, did not fall into a coma, and even his movement power was not completely lost.

At this time, Yurisan, the "King of the North", shook his neck, opened his mouth, and spit out light blue waves.

The waves swept across Snowman and frozen the ascetic into an ice sculpture. Edwenna, Longzell and Anderson were either blocked by a huge dragon body, or used other extraordinary abilities, or were too far apart to rescue.

Bang!

The frost dragon jumped low and turned around, swaying the ground.

At this moment, its condition has also decreased significantly. The crack in the right shoulder is extremely hideous. Although the frozen light blue blood barely prevents the injury from worsening, the corresponding front paw paws are almost paralyzed and inconvenient.

The dream scales on its surface were shattered a lot and became extremely dull, as if they had lost a lot of vitality.

But no matter what, it also severely damaged or limited the three opponents, and its situation was much better than before. Especially the serious injury of giant Grossel made it no longer entangled and could attack freely.

Witnessing this situation, Edwenna's light blue eyes became dark again, and sticky evil thoughts slowly flowed inside.

Her right palm clenched tightly, and the "King of the North" Yurisian raised his head and roared again, in great pain, with a light blue liquid flowing out of the corners of his eyes and mouth.

At this moment, the Frost Dragon's mind was full of explosions that were impacting the spirit body.

Seizing this opportunity, Edwenna's eyes turned bright and became extremely pure. The dawn light around her quickly appeared and condensed into a sword.

She wants to play the role of "Guardian" and go up to block the "King of the North".

She believed that German Sparo had his purpose when he was invisible to Yuris' side, and all he lacked was time!

At this moment, a figure shrouded in the light from dawn and rushed to the frost dragon.

This is the giant Grossell!

His chest was sunken, his gray-blue skin turned white, and there were spider-web-like cracks in his broad sword in his hand, but he still bravely faced the enemy.

Grossel was like burning his life, emitting light and heat, and slashing at the target with a sword.

"The giant never retreats!"

In the roar, Grossel blocked the slap of the Frost Dragon again and again, and because one of the opponent's front paws was destroyed, he still had the energy to avoid the ice blue breath.

"Imprisonment! Punishment Knight" Longzell rushed over and began to restrict the "King of the North". Edwenna also found a tacit understanding. When Yurisan angrily broke free from the shackles, it detonated its emotions, allowed the control to continue, and allowed the high-speed collision to stop appearing. Anderson sometimes threw a blazing spear, sometimes creating a condensed fireball, traumatizing his opponent to the greatest extent. After Mobert recovered, he continued to steal his ideas, steal his abilities, and interfered with the attack of the frost dragon.

Yurisan tried to spread his wings, flap the ice and snow, and flew into the air twice. Both of them were affected by the "No Flight" superimposed by Longzell, and became difficult and slow, so he had to give up.

Klein, who was constantly changing positions under his feet, controlled the "spirit line" little by little, and had already reached the 20-second limit, but still failed because the spirit of the "King of the North" was so powerful!

After a while, a loud bang was released, and the broadsword in Grossell's hand was stained by the breath of the frost dragon, and was slapped by the front paws. It suddenly cracked completely, turning into countless pieces, splashing towards different locations.

In the sound of puff puff, the invisible wall in front of Grossel, which was nearly limitless, was penetrated, and several pieces of debris penetrated deeply into his head and into his chest.

Longzell, the "Punishment Knight" closest, also had no time to dodge, and the side armor was shattered, with bloody and bloody positions in the corresponding position.

"The giant never retreats!"

Grossel roared again, with a bright morning light on his body, and a pure lightsaber in his palm.

As blood flowed with dark red and almost black faces, he blocked the attack of the frost dragon.

At this time, Klein played the strings and controlled the "spiritual body line" and finally saw the dawn of initial control.

Three seconds! Two seconds! One second!

The movements of "King of the North" Yurisan were stuck, and every joint in his body seemed to be covered with rust.

The frost dragon immediately became alert and noticed the source of danger coming under him. While his thinking was not completely slow, he instantly made a decision to sit down.

It's going to sit that sinister and vicious guy into meat sauce!

Suddenly, it felt dazed in its mind and forgot what it wanted to do just now. Mobert Soloasde, who was more than 20 meters away, weakened his feet and sat down strangely, and sat on the snow.

Klein took the opportunity to move his footsteps, not too fast but not too slow to the side of the frost dragon's hind legs.

His invisibility effect began to fade, after all, the simulation was definitely not as good as the original version. He half-stretched his hands and jumped spiritually, as if he was manipulating a huge puppet.

Bang!

Yurisen, who had already slowed his mind, found what he had just made, his hind legs slowly bent, and his body pressed down like a collapsed mountain, but it could only stir up the snow and dust.

No...not good...it must...that...it's clear order of thoughts flashed one by one, the heart contracted with a thump, gathering a terrible light of light blue and nearly white.

This is due to its extraordinary ability in life, which can create a very cold hell. It was relied on this before that Klein and others were frozen. If it were not for the experience and ability of the ascetic Snowman, he would have been quite restrained in this state, there would have been more than one or two extraordinary people who died just now.

However, at this moment, under Klein's manipulation, everything Urisian did was significantly slowed down. Edwenna took this into keenly sensed the source of danger that she could not grasp before, and immediately grabbed her right palm and once again detonated the huge fluctuation of the Frost Dragon.

The body of the "King of the North" shook in a slow motion posture, and the light blue near-white light that was about to condense disperse uncontrollably and failed to interfere with the surrounding environment.

"……ah……"

The frost dragon slowly opened its mouth and let out a stuttering and intermittent scream.

The elf singer Xia Tasi recovered a little and barely stood up. Seeing this, he immediately endured the pain and pulled the bowstring.

Her hair was opened again, and thick lead clouds appeared in the air again. Two different silver-white lights shone together and poured into the bow, forming a terrifying arrow wrapped in layers of electric snakes.

Xia Tasi's face twisted for a moment and she let go of the bowstring.

The silver-white lightning penetrated into Yurisan's chest and abdomen, tearing out a ferocious wound. Inside the wound, fire was splashing everywhere, and thunderstorms were running around, causing more damage.

At this time, Anderson's eyes lit up, a layer of blazing flames covered with his body, and then turned into a "flowing light" and shot into the wound accurately.

The dark traces quickly emerged between the frost dragon's chest and abdomen, just like someone was scribbling around there. Yurisen's thoughts were no longer so slow under the strong stimulation, and he struggled to flap his wings and soar into the air.

"Flying is prohibited here! Punishment Knights" Longzeer made up more restrictions in time.

Bang!

The "King of the North" fell again, and all the black marks on the chest and abdomen cracked, and light blue blood and broken internal organs surged out like a waterfall.

Anderson jumped away from the dragon's body, the flames on his body were extinguished, and were covered with a thin layer of transparent ice.

"So cold...so cold..." He held the "death short teeth" and jumped out stiffly, his body trembling constantly.

Klein, who was almost broken free from the frost dragon just now, regained the feeling of initial control, making Yurisian's idea of ​​burying everyone present with a burial together, and at the same time he was stolen and detonated.

Its slender neck slowly tilted up, making a slow cry, and its body fell inch by inch.

During this process, Klein did not try to stop Xia Tasi and the others from attacking, because he knew very well that it would take more than five minutes to transform the Frost Dragon into a puppet, and there were too many possible accidents in the middle.

"Punishment Knight" Longzer gasped and stood up straight. In the state of bloody flesh on his body, he once again pushed out the palm without a sword, and declared solemnly in Guhemis:

"die!"

Yurisan's body shook for a moment and fell to the ground, like a hill made of ice and snow.

Light blue and nearly white light burst out in its body, stirring the flesh and blood, wandering around quickly, and soon turned the huge dragon corpse into a thick and tall cross-open door covering the white snow.

No need for reminders, all the extraordinary people present know that this is the gateway to the outside world.

"Finally, finally...successful..." Giant Grossel laughed out loud, his voice getting lower and lower.

Bang!

His body, nearly four meters tall, pounced forward, and supported himself on one knee on the ground. The dawn light on his body quickly dissipated, and his breath was almost gone in an instant.

"Grossel!" Shatasse and others moved closer together either with difficulty or quickly.

Grossel looked around slowly, clenched his fists, and smiled honestly:

“We succeeded!

"The giant never, retreat..."

His voice came to an abrupt end, and his head with one-eyed eyes drooped.
Chapter completed!