"Sister!" Shilt saw his sister's favorite phantom beast in front of him, instantly threw down his cold disguise and shouted out with worry.

Cui Jinglong is here, and he means that his sister is not dead yet. Hilt's heart is relieved.

"Don't get close to the child." The old man used his crutch to stop Hilt who wanted to rush forward, and used his special force to tie the impulsive Hilt.

"Roar..." Cui Jinglong let out a few low roars, and the crystals emitting red light on their body spread to Cui Jinglong's neck.

Hilt's cry stimulated Cui Jinglong. His master's life was already hanging by a thread. Cui Jinglong didn't believe anyone and protected Xiner in his arms and was alert to the group of people in front of him.

"Don't irritate it." The old man slowly said the current situation: "Sinel's body is now so weak that it cannot control a phantom beast to move. The lying on the green crystal dragon is already at its lowest cost. If it angers the green crystal dragon, even if it flaps its wings, Sinel's life will be in danger."

The existence of the phantom beast is maintained by the phantom beast master. Even if the phantom beast shakes its tail, it requires the power of creativity to consume. The power of creativity is life force for anyone living in this world.

"Can't force it back? Use the suppression of the legendary power to suppress it so that it cannot move." Galen, who was standing beside him, came up with a very, very stupid, but seemed feasible idea.

"Idiot!" Hilt broke free from the old man's shackles, calmed down after hearing the current situation, rejected Garen's idea and said: "The phantom beast will indeed be scared to tremble when facing the pressure of the strong. But the dragon clan is different." Hilt stared at the dragon's eyes of Cui Jinglong, full of the idea of ​​looking at death.

"The pride of the dragon clan will only make him struggle in front of the strong! A fierce struggle will consume more creativity." As an all-round phantom beast master, Hilt has a little bit of information about all phantom beasts, especially the dragon clan. In order to defeat his sister, Hilt has made some effort to study the dragon clan.

"But it won't last long if this continues." Sethilly reminded that Cui Jinglong had already begun to be anxious, and Xiner in her arms was also dying.

"The only one who can command the dragon clan is the nobler dragon clan." Luo Qianhuan said at the same time. When facing the Qingyan Ultimate Dragon, the Cuijing Dragon was trembling.

So I can only find a stronger dragon. Unfortunately, most of the people present are forgeators. Lisa can only summon cats, while Mudel, a legendary strongman, can only summon mice. Another legendary strongman seems to be a forge.

Hilt seemed to be hesitating, but finally let it go, and took out a crystal that emitted strange energy from his arms: "I once made a bet with a dragon king, and I won, and I have the chance to summon it once...so."

"Shilt, are you crazy?" Garen put his hand on Hilt's shoulder. He became a headless knight because of the mission about the Dragon King! But if Hilt was reluctant to protect himself, Garen would not even have the chance to become a headless knight. Garen did not resent Hilt's teammate. Although Hilt's mouth was a little poisonous, he was indeed a qualified companion. Garen, who had participated in the mission, understood the price that the summoning of the Dragon King would pay!

"Half of the soul isn't it?" Hilt patted Garen's slap on his shoulder and said coldly: "I can afford it!"

The price of summoning the Dragon King is to be swallowed half of the soul. How important is the soul to a person? Hilt lost half of the soul power level and will directly fall from the power level, an ants-like entry-level.

This is equivalent to ruining the life of a genius!

"Do you know how much your level will drop? You will even die! Are you willing to become a weak person again?" Galen wanted to slap her to death with a sword and drag it back. A very good "Shen Cult Sacrifice" had just begun. If Hilt's level drops, it would be equivalent to a drag bottle in the team.

"Be stronger?" Hilt tightened the crystal in his hand, like a demon tempting him, and then his sister was constantly replaying her blood and looked painful in her mind. Hilt suddenly understood, "What's the use of becoming stronger? My goal is to defeat my sister. If my sister dies! Then I don't even have a goal to become stronger! What's the use of being stronger then! Galen, get out! Stick your head together when summoning!"

"...My head is very normal. Believe it or not, I will slap you out with a sword." Seeing that Hilt was determined to do it, Garen became excited again.

"I'm so cute, a pair of good gay friends who are full of gay love." Luo Qianhuan glanced between Garen and Hilt. What's going on in the midnight eight o'clock plot? Luo Qianhuan, who was hesitating whether to help, felt soft after hearing Hilt's monologue.

Hilt also has people he cherishes.

"My Lord, if I save Hinel, you won't recommend it? After all, if we don't save it, our team will lack another combat power, which is not good for the next team battle." Luo Qianhuan said in a low voice in Sethil's ear.

To Sethelli, Hinel is equivalent to an enemy. After all, Hinel had the idea of ​​hurting Sethelli.

Save or not, Sethil also has the right to choose.

But Sethili is not the kind of person who holds grudges. The Knight's pity made Sethili soften his heart and say, "Luo Qianhuan, do you have any solutions? I don't recommend it. I don't want to lack a strong opponent for this reason."

Oh, are you afraid of not having a close opponent? My Lord is really confident.

If that's the case, then there's no reason not to lend a helping hand.

"Of course there is, I am an incredible holy sword." Luo Qianhuan then whispered to Sethilly's ear: "My consciousness will become humanoid and change to outside the manor, so my Lord should pay attention to say hello to me and let them treat me as a member of the academy."

Luo Qianhuan planned to become a humanoid, and after he became a humanoid, he was accompanied by some bloodline of the Blue Eye Ultra Dragon. Although the skill of the White Dragon transformation was still cooling down, the dragon power of the Blue Eye Ultra Dragon could still be emitted.

"Well, I understand." Sethili immediately understood Luo Qianhuan's intention.

"Sa So." Luo Qianhuan summoned a magic gun outside the manor. The distance limit for multiple summoning skills is about a few hundred meters in radius, so there is no pressure to summon a magic gun outside the manor.

Before the magic gun was dismantled, it was almost the same as an ordinary iron sword, and no one present noticed it.

Luo Qianhuan transformed his consciousness into a magic gun, and then turned into a human-shaped state.

This outfit... Luo Qianhuan pulled the clothes on his body. It was so shameful, and the appearance of Luo too...

Advanced skills are activated! The king personally seeks.

Luo Qianhuan was shrouded in a golden halo, and a domineering golden spark appeared in place.

She was wearing a manly black casual outfit with burning eyes, and her majestic look was unruly and handsome.

"This is the only suitable for me." Luo Qianhuan moved his limbs and walked over at the gate of the manor not far away.

Sethilly would be very surprised to see me like this? I am no longer the one that I can protect you, but the knight who will protect you in turn. My Lord...

With such a bad taste, Luo Qianhuan stepped into the gate of the manor.
Chapter completed!