Dragon Zero

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Barros held his chin in his hand, forcing himself to calm down: "Of course, the Holy Emperor will be the ultimate winner. I have no doubt about this. I even think about who in the world can be the opponent of the Holy Emperor."

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

"Any aspect."

"That's not necessarily the case." Fernando, the elven clan with a knife, said, "I think the skill of playing empty badminton is the most powerful. The Holy Emperor also defeated me in front of me."

Barros said uncomfortably: "Che, who asked you this."

Haichao people have been looking at the blue glaciers.

Fernando asked: "Do you want to help the Holy Emperor? I tell you, it is not necessary at all, and the strength and mind of the Holy Emperor do not need any worry."

The Haichao people murmured: "The great sage of the Holy Garden is not a joke, and it is not surprising that Saint Is is not an opponent. But if he really loses here, the so-called kingship creation is just an empty talk."

Barross was puzzled: "Big Fatty Fish, what do you mean? Do you want the Holy Emperor to win, or do you expect him to lose?"

The Haichao people said: "I mean this is a battle where he confirmed his strength. If the road to the creation of the kingship can't even pass this level in front of him, there is no need to talk about it in the future."

Stasi suddenly said: "Watch out, someone is coming." She saw a black spot across the glaciers galloping towards the side, untied the binoculars on her waist, and looked like she was alone. A griffin came flying against the ground.

Fernando's expression immediately became serious: "Anyone who dared to come here in this situation must have a simple strength." The voice just dropped, and after hearing some sounds behind him, the figure of the Haichao people had disappeared.

Deere Hertok is one of the twelve rides for the holy garden temple. From the moment when the meteorite fell, everyone was busy responding to the catastrophe, and everyone was thinking about how to stop the catastrophe. Hertok was also anxious about it. But these days, he vaguely feels that something is amiss. The news from the air first started with the people and the source is unknown. Even the Holy Garden, the owner of the space, will soon forget the space, why is it remembered by others first?

There are many big countries in the world, and there are also many ancient countries. It is not surprising that the literature of these countries will record the subtitles and phrases between the air and the sky. Perhaps there is a keen insight of scholars of a certain country with profound knowledge and thought of the ability and function of space, and this person is not allowed to show his identity, and it is possible to use the method of folk dissemination to pass the message to the Holy Garden. After all, the Holy Garden is not omnipotent. Many of the sages and scholars of the Holy Garden are composed of scholars from various countries. But as a Templar knight who often assisted GITW in handling cases for a long time, he smelled a trace of conspiracy.

Of course, the sages of the Holy Garden are not mediocre nerds, but it is difficult to imagine that the upcoming Meteor Tribulation will be a trap used by others. There is not much time left for them to deal with the advent of the meteorite. No one will think about it in this regard. Hertok is just speculation.

He never believed that anyone would dare to ambush the holy sage Dawson in this holy garden. Those who dared to do so were either ignorant or committing suicide. Moreover, the Water Kingdom will certainly send experts to protect it. But he came to the Water Country with a cautious attitude, only one day before and after Dawson who came first. When he rushed to the capital of the Water Kingdom, Dawson walked with the two palace guards for less than two hours. He followed him, and unexpectedly there was a battle between the sky and the sky.

The griffin was flying fast, Hertok was getting closer and closer to the glacier in the sky. Even if it was still a long distance away, he could feel the kind of oppression that only the top masters faced. He secretly panicked, who is the man who can play against the great sage Dawson? There are very few people in the world who can fight against the great sage of the Holy Garden. Although there are still some famous eighth-rank masters on the mainland, the eighth rank is still very different from the eighth rank.

He didn't have much time to think, he had to hurry to help Dawson. Dawson's age is very high, and there are old ages in the body. Just as he was lying on the back of the griffin, preparing to rush into the glacier, a sudden high-speed shadow pressed against him.

Bang~!

The ring of gas spread, and the stepped griffin died on the spot. Hertok responded very quickly and took off her back shield to block the enemy's moves, but the huge impact force made him hit the ground from low altitude like a cannonball, and it was shocked by dust and snow for a long time.

"What a powerful force!" Hertok was shocked, and his arched legs slowly stood up. In the cold snow and dust, he saw a tall figure opposite him, and then a loud voice came through the dust.

"Stop here. That glacier is not your battlefield!"

Hertok heard the opponent's voice different, frowning slightly: "Hai Chao people."

The smoke dispersed, and indeed a sea tide clan with a dark blue demon shell all over him stood in a heavy armor at a distance of less than 20 meters.

The haughty eyes of the Haichao tribe looked at the coat of arms of Hertok armor: "You are the Templar Knight in the Holy Garden. I don't know which one of the Twelve Knights?"

Hertok did not answer the question: "Who are you?"

"No matter who you are, your strength..." This sea tide clan took off a strange-shaped weapon from his back: "Sea tide evil god-Livia Sanyo fights you!" Raised his hand, strange weapon Head off to Hertok.

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The most shocking battle in centuries is staged in the galaxy dream. Sahul Dawson is bright in one hand and dark in the other. The magic of black and white colors is constantly intertwined, and the skills of heavenly spirits and avatars continue to shine. Mastering the elemental power of light and black advanced, it is still difficult to prevail in the face of the dual limit of gods and demons!

St. Essé's palms formed gang ice, and the demon's limit forcibly snatched the dark elements in the air occupied by Dawson's higher dominance and its four-line elements into it, forming a six-element one: "Dual demon double limit · Night Warrior Strikes!" The tan-colored Ice Warrior emerged from behind him, striking with a sudden blow against the magic attacked by Dawson.

The two faced each other in volley, and at the same time made another move. The two sides mixed their magic into the power of the guardian, and it was another loud noise. The entire Galaxy Dream could not bear the power of the two.

Dawson gasped and stood on the head of the Qiongyun. He hasn't been able to withstand the tremendous sea-like magic in his body. . The difference is that the opposite Saint Is seems to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible magic. He knew that it was caused by the golden ornaments worn by Saint Is. He was very sensitive to the flow of magic. He clearly felt that after every move of magic, the golden ornament was constantly absorbing the residual magic in the air. .

Saint Iss, who still has the magic power, did not give the other party a chance to relax. The Yu Wei of the previous magic has not dispersed, and the third magic has already started. In desperation, Dawson, whose magic power was insufficient, only mentioned the magic power to force the move.

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