Cataclysmic Transformation

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At this moment, Jos had shown his body. A huge dragon eagle swam above the nine days. I saw his huge golden wings, and his long tail resembled with the wind, looking down like an eagle. Everything in the world.

Looking at Ron, Jos's eyes seemed to spew out fire, and he yelled loudly.

"Lei Lei's Fury!"

The thunder elements of the space gathered sharply, forming a thundercloud in the sky. In a short time, countless thunders fell like raindrops, shaking the world with might.

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

The thunder bombarded the mountain and caused a strong shock.

Jos' attack actually caused an avalanche!

"Trick and worm!"

Facing the overwhelming attack of the other party, Homelin smiled coldly. He did not choose to use the same power to fight Jos. It was extremely stupid behavior. I saw him grabbing it and condensing it into a white light ball The white sphere of light floated quietly in his palm, constantly spinning.

The black robe on "Ron" was windless and automatic, and the whole person was filled with a strange atmosphere, and the keel of the dragon gleamed in his hand.

After the strength had condensed, he flicked the white light ball in his hand.

The white ball of light swam to Jos like a white prairie, flexibly like a fish, shuttled through the thunder.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Ron stared at the white trainer, asking curiously, it was an undead magic he had never seen before.

"Soul of Bone!"

Khomelin smiled slightly, "This is an attacking undead magic, mainly attacking the soul of the other party, the soul of the light will be severely traumatized, and the heavy will lose consciousness directly ..." Khomelin patiently explained, he does not Let go of any chance to teach Ron.

"this is……"

Jos frowned, and saw a bunch of white air swiftly approaching him, twisting like a spirit snake, evading all thunder attacks and slamming straight at him.

Jos immediately dodged, but the white air mass seemed to be spiritual, following the shadows.

"Boom ..." A white air mass hit Joss.

Suddenly, Jos was thundered.

"This ... this is ... soul attack ..."

It's too late for Jos to realize that the soul is the most fragile in the human body, and Warcraft is no exception. In an instant, his soul was hit hard.

Jos only felt his head hurt like acupuncture, and the soul in the sea gave a painful cry.

Jos also screamed in the air ...

...

"How is it possible? That Ron ... isn't he a master-level strongman?" The elder of the Water Dragon clan said dumbfoundedly, "He ... he actually played like a fifteenth-level Warcraft? And, he still has the upper hand! "

"That guy hides his strength!" Said an elder Shen Sheng.

"This guy is too insidious!" Another elder was a little dissatisfied with Ron's behavior. "Intentionally hiding strength. Humans like this, even if they are strong, are not eligible to join the Dragon race!"

"But this is not a prerequisite!" The Dragon Elder @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html around him retorted.

Belice had calmed down now, a pair of beautiful eyes staring quietly at the magic crystal ball, a glint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Master Patriarch ... do you see this?" At this time, Colorado quietly approached Lafield and called out, reminding that the current event is beyond his control. He rubbed his hands and looked anxious.

"Not busy, look on!" Laffield smiled slightly and said nonchalantly. He looked at Ron's figure in the crystal ball and his eyes looked admiring.

At this moment, the battle on the Volcano Volcano has become more intense, and the undead holy magister Homelin, who controls the body of "Ron", has achieved a complete advantage. Jos couldn't breathe.

No wonder Jos, he is facing a force he has never seen before, and he has never even heard of it. This kind of power only exists in legend ...

"How is it possible? How is this possible?"

The beaten face of Jose could n’t believe it. The opponent ’s strength was so strong that he was not weaker than him. At the same time, the fighting method was even more weird and old-fashioned. He felt his own way of attacking completely. Seen through, as long as he moved, the other party immediately responded.

The rich combat experience of the opponent is far beyond his imagination.

The most terrible thing is that those mysterious spells with negative effects are actually swallowing his power, and even his actions have to slow down.

"Great ... too great!"

Ron looked at everything externally through his soul, and made a sound of admiration. The original undead magic can still be used in this way. Even among opponents of the same level, Khomelin will not be disadvantaged by virtue of his superior combat skills.

"Grandpa Khomelin, your strength seems to be weaker than him. Why can you beat him like this?" Ron looked at him for a while, and suddenly couldn't help asking.

"Oh! Ron, you can ask this question!" Khomelin smiled slightly, and his eyes looked far away. "This question involves many aspects, including strategy, tactics, psychology, and power. The degree of use and combat experience, etc., when the difference in strength is not far away, these things determine the victory or defeat of the battle ... "

Homelin explained patiently.

"It seems that the outcome will be divided!"

Lafield looked quietly, with a faint smile on his face, "This human being is totally beyond my expectation! I thought that at the beginning, he killed the strong man of the Holy Land of the Holy Church. , His origin may not be that simple ... "

To say that Lafield was prejudiced against Ron at the moment, it was completely appreciated now.

There was a hint of unwillingness in Colorado's eyes. It was a feeling of complete failure. Jos was his friend and a player he recommended to participate in the assessment of foreign dragons. His help to Jos was exhausting, but he finally failed. .

Ron defeated Jos and became a foreign dragon.

"Master Patriarch, this kid uses heresy!" Colorado whispered, "Can someone like him be used by our dragons?"

Colorado also used the word "heretics" at the moment, and he was not content with everything Ron had obtained.

"Here? Evil method?" Laffield frowned and smiled lightly. "A good sword can kill others as well as yourself. The difference lies in ... whether the sword's handle is caught in the end? in!"

"So, the patriarch is willing to lift his killing order in the House of Representatives?" Colorado asked.

"Yes!" Laffield said confidently, "as long as he is willing to join our dragon family!"

Colorado thought about it, or made a final effort, "That dragon eagle is also a fifteenth level of Warcraft, let's think about it ... give an extra place?"

"No!" Laffield shook his head and refused. "There is only one winner!"

"There is only one winner!"

Colorado chewed Lafield's words carefully. He quickly understood his intentions. He sighed slightly in his heart and nodded gently, then retreated silently.

"Jos, I can only help you here!" Colorado looked at Joes in the magic crystal ball and sighed.

"The kid's power is a bit weird ..." At the moment, Lafield said to himself, his eyes showing a thoughtful look, "But ... his strength is what we need!"

At the summit of Mount Volcano, there were wolves everywhere, the towering hall was ruined, the snow was burnt to a black, countless gravel rolled off the mountain, at this time, the mountain began to tremble violently.

"Boom ..." There was a loud bang that burst into the sky, and I saw that the top of the Will volcano had been completely cracked. A hot magma rushed straight from the gap to the sky. Down.

Due to the powerful forces of the two, Will Volcano-broke out!

Over the Will volcano, Jos and "Ron" faced off quietly. The blazing fire reflected their faces, and Jos, who had become a dragon eagle, was covered with blue lightning and kept emitting. The crackling sound made the eagle's face twisted, showing that his heart was full of anger.

The "Ron" on the opposite side of him was a perfect look. He smiled slightly, surrounded by black mist on his body, and the holy artifact in his hand shimmered in the dark mist.

In the face of Ron, Jos was almost mad. At the moment, he was trembling. He could not tolerate the noble and dragon-born blood. He was defeated by a human!

"I am going to kill you!"

Suddenly, José yelled hysterically. Suddenly, his strength increased by another grade. Then, a whisper came out of the eagle-like mouth, and he saw a flap of his golden wings, raising a gust of wind, crazy. The ground rushed to Ron, leaving a series of dazzling lightning in the space.

"Grandpa Homelin is careful, he rushed over again!" Ron reminded.

"Don't worry, just dying and struggling!" Facing Jos' attack, Khomelin laughed heartily. "That Warcraft has lost its sense, and it will be a matter of time before it fails!"

I saw Hommering's right hand grabbing, and there was a strong sternness in his eyes.

"weak!"

The curse was "weak", and without any warning, Jos only felt his body sink, as if there was a powerful and uncomfortable feeling, he was startled, "What's going on?"

At this time, Khomelin's attack had arrived, and he saw his hands close together, and a cyan cyclone slowly formed. The cyan cyclone glowed faintly, illuminating Ron's face, and at the moment his face was clothed. Full of grimace.

"Birth of death!"

Too late to say, before Jos had time to react, "Death Wrapped!" Had hit his body hard.

"Boom ..." There was a blue mist, and the dragon eagle was swallowed at once.

With the curse and heavy blow, Jos finally couldn't support it. His huge body fell like a straight line. He crashed into the spire of the hall, and then fell down in the stunned eyes of all the dragon elders ... …