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Chapter 507 Familiar taste(2/2)

At the same time, continuous strong magic fluctuations burst out from Ailin.

“…”

Charlotte was almost crying.

Ailin finally used his favorite techniques and favorite fields again.

"ah!"

A foul smell that was hard to describe in words exploded in the palace.

All the chasing players were all regressing with green faces.

Especially some of the sorcerers chasing behind Ailin were almost hit by the vomiting and death field, and a group of sorcerers who were not at all prepared were vomiting desperately.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

In front of a circle of stinking waves and desperately scattered magicians, even the terrifying magician with a huge black throne emerging under him lost the aura of Ailin and could not lock in the position of the giant dome. He roared hysterically.

A huge black tail suddenly emerged from the ground beneath him, as if venting his anger, and was desperately slapped the surrounding buildings.

The palaces collapsed directly.

"What's that?"

The magician was even more shocked to the extreme when he saw such a scene. Many of the scenes he saw today were beyond his imagination. The black tail neither looked like a dragon nor a snake nor a tentacle, but it gave people a feeling as huge and terrifying as a giant dragon.

...

...

At the same time, in the Green Dragon Temple.

"What should I do? Lord Lushuka! The enemy is about to enter the Heresy Judgment!"

In the distance, among several artists wearing red magician robe and white magician robe, a tall and thin magician with hair soaked in cold sweat, spoke in horror, "Why are Bishop Ross and the others not coming!"

"Don't worry! Lord Meng Landuo has already mobilized weapons to deal with them! Lord Ross and the others are doing more important things!" A gray-haired man beside him with a square face and a cold face shouted sternly, "And except for Kyokami, the other prisoners in the Heresy Judgment Institute have been executed or transferred in advance! The Dragon-Shou Prison where Kyokami is located has a field arranged by the Bishop himself, so they cannot defeat it! As long as they continue to surround them! They cannot escape alone!"

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh" "Swoosh!"...

At this moment, a rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded.

With the sound of breaking through the air, there was also a sound of metal chains shaking and heavy objects dragging.

"It's Lord Lushuka here!"

"What is that?"

All the temple magicians who surrounded Si Dinghan, Lin Luolan and others from afar turned their heads and saw silver-white metal chains connected to the bodies of the magicians flying over, and a metal chariot was dragged behind them.

Above the metal chariot is a silver-white dwarf statue.

"Jingka Mia!"

At this time, Si Dinghan and Lin Luolan and his group had already arrived at the entrance of the Heretics Judgment Institute. They could see at a glance that there was a temple like a dragon head in the center of the Heretics Judgment Institute, and the entire temple was wrapped in a layer of gray light.

The temple main body, which looks like a wall that encircles the center of the temple, is surrounded by a wall.

At the same time, they also saw that Jingkamiao's figure was at the door of the hall in the center, just behind the gray light.

"What's that?"

It was at this moment that they discovered the strange metal chariot.
Chapter completed!
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