Liuguang Jinhuo wants to ask why this is.

But just as he was struggling to ask, he was stepped on his head by the strange black dragon that suddenly appeared.

The hind limbs of this weird black dragon are quite strong, with enough support for its human power, and the strength is still very strong.

Liuguang Jinhuo's entire head was stepped into the sand by the damn black dragon. Even though his mouth opened, he swallowed a large mouthful of sand and soil, and in the end he could not say anything.

"Crackling..."

As a violent electric current flowed through the black dragon's body, a wisp of blue smoke emerged from the body of the flowing golden fire below. As for the flowing golden fire dragon, it was so dead...

People or dragons who saw all this were stunned for a moment.

A black dragon actually used lightning spell?

The most shocking one is definitely the metal dragon.

They had guessed various endings in their hearts, and they had thought that Liuguang Jinhuo would fail, but that was also lost at the hands of the damn lich.

No matter who it is, even the Death Lord would not have thought that at this time a black dragon that had never been seen would suddenly appear, and directly attack and kill Liuguang Jinhuo.

Looking at the black dragon in front of him, the Lord of Death was full of doubts.

Not to mention the flowing light gold and fire, he has never seen such a dragon species before.

It is impossible for a traditional black dragon to grow into this shape. This can be seen from the opponent's mighty and domineering appearance and the inconspicuous appearance, and even the hind limbs that can support themselves to stand for a long time.

However, about this, it looks a bit similar to that weird silver dragon.

But soon, the Death Lord moved this idea out of his mind, because the difference between the two was too far.

A black dragon, a silver dragon...

It is difficult for the two to connect them together just by looking at the color of the scales.

Looking at the black dragon in front of him who had not made any sound so far, the dark ghost fire under the armor of the Death Lord was jumping erratically.

Inexplicably, the other party actually gave him a feeling of spider goddess Rose.

Hell, is this guy the product of Rose and some black dragon having a mess?

With malicious speculation in my heart, the Lord of Death was the first to speak to the Black Dragon: "Black Dragon, stay away from the corpse of the golden dragon, and then leave here, I can think that nothing has happened!"

On the safe side, the Death Lord felt that it would be better not to have any conflicts with this black dragon.

Although his words still sounded very tough, for him, this was already a big concession.

Hearing the words of the Death Lord, the black dragon's scarlet eyes stared at him.

A moment later, a deep and deep voice came from the black dragon's mouth.

"I am the Purgatory Dragon Dark! This golden dragon is one of my goals and it is impossible to hand it over to you easily!"

The black dragon, who claimed to be the Purgatory Demon Dragon, stared at the Death Lord coldly, obviously without any intention of giving in.

"Purgatory Dragon?"

The Lord of Death searched a lot in his memory, but finally confirmed that he had never heard of this title.

However, with the bad habit of the dragon who can change himself to a resounding title at any time, perhaps the other party is thinking about this title.

In a sense, the Lord of Death guessed correctly...

And although, he noticed another problem.

"You mean, this golden dragon is just one of your goals?"

After seeing the Purgatory Dragon nodding and confirming, the Death Lord suddenly asked, "What are your other goals?"

"you!"

The Purgatory Demon Dragon looked at the Death Lord mockingly and gave the answer without hesitation.

"I?"

The Death Lord pointed his nails deep in his face, and his voice sounded a bit incredible.

But soon, he felt a little funny and said, "A forty-meter-long golden dragon is not my opponent, what can you do?

Or, will you feel that your strength is very strong if you attack and kill a seriously injured Liuguang Jinhuo?"

"It's no point in saying it!"

The Purgatory Dragon sneered and stretched out his front paws to aim at the Lord of Death. A scorching fireball quickly condensed at his fingertips.

As the fireball quickly flew towards the Death Lord, the Purgatory Demon Dragon also said lightly: "If I have such capital, just try it!"

"Fireball?"

The Death Lord stared at the fireball flying closer and closer with disdain, obviously without intention of dodging.

Although a black dragon first controlled lightning, then was able to skillfully rub a fireball to surprise him.

But even if he was at the center of the legendary flame spell, he did not suffer any fatal damage, so how could he be afraid of such a small fireball?

Since this black dragon can accurately emerge from the ground and attack Liuguang Jinhuo, it is logical that he should have seen the previous battle from beginning to end.

However, judging from the other party's current performance, it seems that he has not discovered the uniqueness of his armor.

Sure enough, creatures like the dragon are all arrogant idiots without exception.

Even a weird black dragon who knows how to lurk and attack is no exception.

Just when the Lord of Death was thinking this, the fireball had already flown in front of him.

What surprised him was that the surface of the fireball seemed to be covered with a faint white light.

But soon, this little white light was covered by the red color of the fireball.

Maybe, I just read it wrong.

When he thought about this, the fireball had already hit the Death Lord's shoulder without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The fireball exploded directly at the Death Lord's arrow. The explosion was surprisingly large and did not look like the power that this volume of fireball could contain.

But even so, it is impossible to break through the defense of this armor.

Thinking of this, the black dragon opposite the Death Lord looked at him more like he was looking at an idiot.

But soon he realized that the other party looked at him.

What's going on...

At this time, the Lord of Death finally found something wrong.

Why do you feel empty when carrying a heavy hammer?

Although the undead cannot feel the pain, it can still be done when the Death Lord has sensed the abnormality of his carrier.

So, the death lord who noticed the abnormality looked at his shoulder as soon as possible.

As a result, he saw it lonely...

The fireball exploded a big hole directly on his shoulder, because the damage was at the joints of the armor.

So his arm and the heavy hammer that was resisting his shoulders had already fallen heavily toward the ground.

This is a bit beyond the scope of the Death Lord's understanding.

Although the fireball is powerful, it has definitely not reached the level of legendary magic in terms of power.
Chapter completed!