In the Middle Ages, People Drew Cards to Be Promoted to Nobility.

Chapter 625 Dragon Qi

The eagle pecked at nothing with its spear-like beak, and found that the enemy in front of it and its master had disappeared, and it immediately let out a panicked cry.

Prajna said in a serious tone: "It's the magic weapon, Jeanna, shoot it down."

Jeanna jumped up without hesitation, and her four flaming wings fluttered high.

Prajna glanced at Hans: "This side, I'll leave it to you, let's try to charge and defeat the opponent."

As he said, he rode alone and rushed to the flank of the Tatar cavalry.

In the bloody world.

"Fulin, we have to fight side by side again."

In the bloody world, Cherinina, who came in with Fulin, looked solemnly at the great shaman floating in the air, like a god.

"Yeah"

Flin nodded gently, she hesitated, and still said awkwardly: "I will hold him back head-on, you be careful."

In the blood sea world, her vitality has gotten rid of the weakness of being a spellcaster, and she is qualified to be a meat shield.

But she also knows that this shaman is extraordinary. Even if the connection with the spirit of the world is cut off, it is difficult to cause decisive damage to it with her own blood magic, so the main attacker still has to rely on Cherinina.

"Well, this time when I go back, I will buy you a couple of drinks?"

"Tsk, you should drink with the new four-eyed guy."

Cherinina was stunned, and it took a long time for her to react that the four-eyed guy was referring to Miss Lavinia.

"Hey, don't be distracted during the battle!"

Cherinina shook her head and said, "90% of my energy is still on the opponent."

The vampire princess, who was covered with red crystals and whose blood magic was so strong that it condensed into a solid body, snorted lightly, wearing a small and exquisite blood crown, and said proudly, "Then your invitation is not very sincere."

"But I promise you."

As she said, in the blood sea world, sharp blood spears condensed in the blood.

The scene in front of her changed.

Lothar's half-dragon golden eyes swept around, and there was endless darkness in all directions.

There was a vast ocean under his feet, and the sea water was like boiling, bubbling constantly. Lothar flapped his wings in the air, and still felt an extremely strong attraction coming from under his feet.

Looking carefully, there were countless men and women floating in the sea, making miserable cries for help, but there were countless strange beasts lurking under the sea. Some of them could suck in more than a hundred people with their mouths, while others were only the size of a palm, and they would rush over and chew people into bones.

But the number of people on the sea was not reduced at all despite being swallowed like this.

This is

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless."

It was the foreign monk who solved his doubts.

The giant elephant under the foreign monk's crotch was still there, but the eclipse under Losa's crotch disappeared without a trace, obviously not brought in.

Losa asked back: "Is this the sea of ​​suffering? Monk, they say that this sea of ​​suffering is boundless and turning back is the shore. Do you want me to become a monk with you?"

He chanted a Buddhist name: "Amitabha Buddha, I am Sangjie, the national teacher appointed by the Khan of the Great Yuan Dynasty. The donor has learned the strengths of many dragons, has a unique bloodline, and is a natural talent. If you convert to my Buddha, you will become the leader of the eight heavenly dragons."

"The Yuan court has half a foot in the ground, and you still want to recruit people?" Losa said perfunctorily, carefully observing the surrounding scene.

This so-called sea of ​​suffering should also be equivalent to a small world. Before he swallowed the ghost dragon, he would never be able to escape by his own ability, but now his mental strength is extremely strong. Looking at this so-called "sea of ​​suffering", he can vaguely see through the appearance and see its white, skeleton-like substance.

This is the bone bowl!

"No, no." The foreign monk put his hands together with a compassionate look. If it weren't for the dark "Mahayana" image, he would really feel like a high monk. "Donor, you are wrong. I am not recruiting people for the Yuan court, but for Buddhism and for you. All living beings suffer, and the sea of ​​suffering is endless. Turn back and you will never be far away." Losa has seen the truth of this world at this time. Although this world is controlled by the foreign monk, the degree of control is definitely not as profound as that of the vampire. It is probably because the bone bowl is not a magic weapon made by the foreign monk himself, but was passed to him later, so he cannot fully control it. As he spoke, the sea of ​​suffering surged. Familiar or unfamiliar faces appeared in front of Losa. When he first started, he killed Abelardo, Magyar cavalry, bandits, and desert robbers. A rough count showed that there were no less than tens of thousands. The pirates who were burned to death by his dragon flame, the local tyrants and their families who were executed by Kurs. Men and women howled in pain, looking at him with hatred in their eyes.

With so many hateful eyes, even Lothar could feel a chill on his spine, piercing his bones.

"Again?"

Lothar raised his eyebrows, and in his half-dragon state, his cold golden vertical pupils did not show any fluctuations.

Before, the vampire had also tried to find loopholes in his mind and attack him in this way.

Unfortunately, after swallowing the ghost dragon, he now gained the new talent of "immortality of soul", which greatly increased his resistance to spiritual attacks. Coupled with the growth of his mental power, the wailing and hatred of these dead souls could not make Lothar feel uneasy at all.

If others would still doubt whether these evil ghosts were really the people he killed, and came to him to take his life, but the problem was that he knew it was impossible.

Because the people he killed were not in the world of the giant ship yesterday. Even if the sea of ​​suffering and hell really existed, they would never be summoned across a world by this foreign monk.

The foreign monk was slightly shocked, and a look of anger appeared on his black face. Skulls flew down from the human bone necklace on his neck.

These evil ghosts struggling in the sea of ​​suffering were fake and real. As long as the general of the foreign state believed it, he would naturally take the fake as real, revive the ghosts, and attack the soul of this person. However, he never thought that the soul of the prince of the foreign state was so tenacious that he did not believe it at all.

"Such evil obstacles are deeply obsessed!"

"Fake, I can also make it real!"

The foreign monk was ruthless, and the human bone necklace fell into the sea of ​​suffering. Those evil ghosts that were originally somewhat illusory became more and more solid as if they had taken a tonic. They exuded endless resentment and broke free from the shackles of the sea of ​​suffering and flew towards Losa.

"Get out of here!"

The half-dragon in the sky roared, and the illusory black dragon shadow emerged behind him. After swallowing the demon dragon of the snake monster, he became noticeably slimmer at this time. The rolling dragon power swept over, and it was fierce and majestic, and there was a grand momentum, just like the sun in the sky, which made all the ghosts wail. For a while, they dared only to linger on the side, and did not dare to pounce on him and devour Losa's flesh and blood.

The black dragon of luck in Losa's body was taken from Jin Wushu. Although the Jin Dynasty was generally not regarded as an orthodox dynasty in the Central Plains, due to the weakness of the Song Dynasty, after it surrendered to the Jin Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty occupied the vast territory in the north of the Central Plains and separated from the Song Dynasty in the north and south. Its legality was much stronger than that of the Yuan Dynasty, which had lost the title of "emperor" and only dared to call itself the Khan.

This makes the black dragon of luck on Losa, although pitifully weak compared to the orthodox dynasty of a country, have genuine "dragon energy", which has a strong restraining effect on many mysterious magics of this era.

"It is indeed a dragon vein!"

Sangjie was secretly shocked.

In the early years, he had gone deep into the land of white mountains and black waters, and found a dying dragon vein from the Jin Dynasty there, but found that although the dragon vein had the meaning of dying, it did not feel decayed. Indistinctly, he could actually sense a trace of the true meaning of Buddhism, withering and extinction.

At the moment, he found a dragon energy that was in harmony with the dragon energy of the white mountains and black waters, and seemed to have the same origin. If he could get it, the opportunity for Buddhism to flourish would come.

The foreign monk's breathing became much more rapid.

"Donor, since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The foreign monk, who was in the form of a wrathful Vajra, had a louder and louder voice, like thunder rolling.

A golden dragon raised its head and roared, appearing from behind him. This golden dragon obtained from the remains of Song Lizong may not be able to really compete with the dragon spirit, but Sangjie believes that as long as it can offset the restraining effect of its Buddhist magic, he can subdue this person and turn him into a celestial dragon, and then use it to plan the dragon vein luck of Black Water and White Mountain.

The golden dragon roared and faced the black dragon behind Losa from a distance. It seemed that the evil ghosts and resentful spirits were inspired by the golden dragon. They gradually got rid of their fear, their eyes were scarlet, and they flew towards Losa.

The ghost tide was surging, but the foreign monk was not idle. He roared a Buddhist name, raised the axe in his hand, and the golden dragon circled behind him, which made Losa feel that he had no way to escape, as if he was aimed at by the holy spear.

Mahakala is the god of fighting and war. The foreign monk naturally did not know some Buddhist magic to activate this god's Dharma.

"Evil beast, why don't you surrender quickly!"

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