In this vast sky city, there is no distinction between night and day. Light is an eternal theme. The lingering white mist always covers the red land, there are no rivers, only hills half high, and the old and quaint pine trees. At first glance, it seems that it has arrived at a fairyland on earth, Penglai in the sea, but is everything here really as calm as the surface?

"Roar!" A huge roar made Xiaoying and I slightly stunned. We looked at each other. The sound came from the hill in front, and there was a monster in front. We had not seen one monster along the way, but the players encountered many. Hehe, I joined forces with Xiaoying, who can match me? Of course, there is only one word - death! What kind of monster will be there in front? I started sneaking, escaped into the misty white fog, followed Xiaoying closely and ran towards the hill.

What is this? As soon as I turned to the opposite side of the hill, I saw a dozen meters long flying in the air, covered with flashing scales, all over the body, light yellow on the abdomen, a pair of small blue horns like deer antlers, eyes like copper bells, orange-red pupils were very strange, crocodile-like long mouth was exposed, two golden long beards were growing on the mouth, and two sharp claws were covered with thick scales, two of them were jumping up and down like clouds and fogs, and a cold air like a substance like an ice arrow was spurted out from the mouth. It turned out to be a monster of level 46 - Lan Jiao.

Below it, there are three players who struggled with it, one is a warrior holding an axe, one is a wizard holding a magic wand, and the other is a summoner who commands the undead. Seeing that they were sweating heavily and frost could be seen everywhere on their bodies, it seemed that they had suffered all the pain of the Blue Dragon.

Hehe, you guys, I'm going to see the good show on the side. I pulled Xiaoying and hid behind the pine trees, looked around, and at the same time, my heart also moved secretly. The dark sky needed the blood of the black dragon. Since there was a blue dragon here, there would probably be a black dragon.

The three guys below cooperated very well. Once the blue dragon pounced down, they all avoided each other and no one came forward bravely. It was probably because the blue dragon's ice arrows were far-fighting magic and escaping alone would have been even more life-threatening, they would have been alone. Although they were hostile to each other, they did not dare to take the opportunity to sneak attack each other, so as not to die with their own death. It would be really sad.

Lan Jiao seemed to have no concern about the attacks of the three players below. It casually fiddled with its thick and long body, easily avoiding the scattered attacks below, like a cat and a mouse, playing with the players below. It seems that there is no suspense in this battle. It will be a matter of time before the death of the guys below.

First of all, the warrior with the highest defense is not willing to act as a shield to resist the physical attack of the Blue Dragon. As soon as he sees the Blue Dragon pounce, he wishes to hide as far as possible. Only when the Blue Dragon target is locked by him, he will fight hard and not want to attack at all. The summoner is relaxed. With the dual protection of the undead warrior and the bone shield, he is the safest one now, but this guy seems to have some selfish intentions. He can use the bone spear to attack the soft abdomen of the Blue Dragon, but he doesn't want to.

, instead he dodged blindly, as if waiting for the two guys to die; the most unlucky one was the wizard. Although his attack was high, his defense was too low, and no one was able to cover him, so he did not dare to throw powerful magic at the blue dragon. One was that the chanting took too long and was easily broken, and the other was that once the blue dragon was given a color, the next ice arrows were almost certain to run away, which made him either busy taking medicine or using his lowest level of reply light, with the words "helplessness" written on his face.

If the battle situation is maintained like this, it is not interesting at all, and I just wait for them to lift their braids and then go down to clean up the mess. However, just as I was thinking that everything would develop as I imagined, the battle suddenly changed subtly, and the initiator was the most depressing wizard.

When the blue dragon suddenly sank and opened its mouth and rushed towards a warrior, the wizard who had been suppressing for a long time made the wisest decision. He took advantage of the summoner's inattention and threw a frost magic over. The frost flashing green light suddenly turned white and trapped the summoner and his undead warrior firmly in place. Then, taking advantage of the opportunity of the warrior's fight with the blue dragon, he rushed forward and continued to throw out the frost. Crack, the thick frozen immediately climbed onto the warrior's legs. Before the warrior came back to his senses, the wizard immediately ran away. It seemed that this guy finally wanted to find a way out, not die in depression, but exploded in depression.

A series of national curses with distinct national characteristics, beautiful words, classic meanings, and smooth rhymes immediately blurted out from the summoners and warriors (these two are standard foreigners, while the wizard had yellow skin and dark hair, and I don’t know which part it was). They were like the surging rivers, continuous and endless, and like the Yellow River flooding, surging endlessly, and it was so that the world was dim and the wind and clouds were changing. If language could kill people, it was probably the wizard running wildly had already been invented and had no skin.

However, the blue dragon didn't care about this. Seeing that the warrior dared not retreat and resisted his attack, it was very angry. The ice arrows in his mouth hit the warrior one after another. The foreigner holding the shield was full of grief and anger at the face. If it weren't for the damn frozen ice below, he would have run happily, so he would have been here to hold on. In his heart, he probably had greeted the 18th generation of the wizard ancestors, but no matter how he scolded, he still had to take this medicine.

The summoner was even more terrified of the face. If he had known why he had to do it now. If he had done something earlier and had a sneak attack, the wizard would have died long ago. He would have been plotting against him and causing him to get into a dilemma. This is really worse than that of God's calculations, and everyone has a little bit of a ghost in their hearts.

"Crazy!" The warrior finally broke free from the frost. He stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and did not dare to take action. He immediately rushed towards the summoner, and the blue dragon followed closely behind and chased after him.

Seeing the warrior heading straight for him, the summoner immediately noticed his intention and shouted: "No, don't come over, run to the side!"

Your summoner said you didn't come over and just came to pull it. How could it be? I saw the warrior with a dark face, probably using even the strength to feed his breasts. He rushed to the summoner, then raised his hand and a bang, and a ball of white smoke was covered with his body. The blue dragon came, and the wind brought by the fog blew away, but the warrior disappeared from the spot. Could it be that he could sneak into the assassin? It was impossible. He should have used some alchemy potion. I looked at the abnormality on the field and muttered in my heart.

Lan Jiao, who had lost his original target, immediately turned his attention to the still struggling summoner. Several ice arrows pulled out white afterimages and shot them. If there hadn't been the bone shield in front of him to block most of the damage to the summoner, this life force would have died long ago.

A few meters behind the Lan Jiao, the warrior's embarrassed figure suddenly appeared and ran straight forward without looking back. No matter how concerned the summoner's life or death, he probably used temporary stealth potion just now, and it didn't last long.

The undead warrior first broke free from the frost. He held up his sharp spear and rushed towards the Blue Dragon with a muffled cry. In its consciousness world, obeying the summoner and protecting the summoner is the first priority. At this moment, its owner is suffering from the destruction of the Blue Dragon, and it is urgently needed to stand up.
Chapter completed!