Phantom Moon Spirit Picture

The west bank of the natural chasm river.

The Imperial Guard descended from the sky, and he walked straight into the Chinese army's tent

"I’ve seen the Imperial Master!"

"I’ve met the teacher!"

The voices of the third prince and dean Nicholas rang out one after another.

The imperial master ignored the third prince and dean Nicholas.

His body was trembling, and he walked straight to the case, grabbed a bottle of wine, and drank it. Next, he washed his face with wine. His long green beard and the magic robe on his chest had already been soaked by the wine in the pot.

"Teacher, you...."

Dean Nicholas was stunned. Is this still the Imperial Master of the Dark Holy Mountain Elder?

"Imperial Master, you..."

The third prince had the same surprised expression and hesitated to speak.

"Teacher, where is Master Xiao Jin?"Dean Nicholas bowed and said respectfully.

"died...died....All dead....Hahahahahaha..."

"Boy, I want you to die!!!"

The Imperial Master held the wine bottle with one hand, raised his head and laughed wildly.

"Teacher (National Preceptor)! What’s wrong with you?"

"Xiaojin....How could you be willing to leave this seat?...Xiaojin!!!"

"Hahaha...Ha ha.."

"Snapped!!!"

The Imperial Master threw away the wine bottle in his hand, his body suddenly shook back and forth, his hair was disheveled, and he laughed in sorrow and anger, and then covered his face and cried.

This frightened the third prince and the dean Nicholas.

"Teacher, what happened?"Dean Nicholas asked tentatively.

The third prince said nothing.

"You bright guy, I want you to be buried with Xiao Jin!!!"

As if he couldn't hear the words of Dean Nicholas, the state master was in a state of madness. Dark elements surged around him, and his movement skills increased eightfold. He walked out of the tent in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the sky in a few flashes.

The state master left quickly. Gone, no one knows where he went

"Young Master, this...."

The third prince was immediately stunned.

"Your Highness, please don't be impatient! The teacher was hit hard. It seems that Mr. Xiao Jin is no longer alive. well!"Dean Nicholas sighed.

"Young Master, are you saying that Master Xiao Jin has died? impossible! Lord Xiaojin is the 'Golden Holy Dragon', how could the dragon fall?"The third prince said anxiously

"The dragon will also fall! It’s over...Finished...Your Highness, please withdraw your troops and stop sacrificing the lives of your people!"

Dean Nicholas turned around anxiously.

"Young Master, what did you say? withdraw? If I go back now, how can I have the face to face my father and the Dark Holy Mountain?"The third prince said angrily

"The subordinates previously learned that the teacher came with another elder, the water-type holy magician Chester. The two of them took two mid-level fantasy beasts to the east bank of the Tianzhi River. Now the teacher is the only one back. Lord Xiao Jin has always been with The Imperial Master is inseparable. It was obvious that the water holy wizard Chester, his mount 'Blue Winged Blue Dragon' and Lord Xiao Jin had all died.

In less than a month, three elders died, two mid-level fantasy beasts, hundreds of level 9 experts, thousands of level 8 Black Pegasus knights, and less than a quarter of the palace magic group remained.

It’s been hundreds of years since the Empire and the Holy Mountain suffered such huge losses. It’s so bizarre. I have also been to the east bank of the Tianqi River. They only dispatched two saint-level elders. My subordinates can't explain why?"

After Dean Nicholas finished speaking, he collapsed on the ground.

"Is there no major loss for the remnants of the light?"The third prince asked

"have! Their ninth-level light-type earth-moving dragon knights, ninth-level light warriors, and ninth-level light magicians combined had more than a hundred casualties, and the level 8 Silver Pegasus knights were also in the thousands."

Dean Nicholas then stood up and said

"Young Master, if you put it this way, we didn't lose miserably. We have something to say."The third prince breathed a sigh of relief.

"Report!!!"

"Report! His Royal Highness the Prince, the Young Master, and the Black Pegasus Knight Scout came to report that the city of Angli on the east bank of the Tianqian River had been reduced to ruins, and all the citizens of Angli City, who numbered over a million, were buried in the waves of the river."The bodyguard Alexander reported

"What?"Dean Nicholas exclaimed

"Alexander, where did the flood come from that could flood the city of Angli? The terrain of Angli City is very high."The third prince asked

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the Young Master, and the scouts saw tens of miles away that the water of the Tianqian River formed huge waves and whirlpools hundreds of meters high and invaded Angli City. It must have been caused by water-based holy-level magic." Alexander continued

"Got it, stand down first!"The third prince's indifferent voice sounded in the tent.

"Young Master, the city of Angli has been destroyed. Is it possible for the royal army to kill it?"The third prince said

"Your Highness, no! Three elders and two mid-level fantasy beasts have fallen. No amount of royal troops in the past will help. The situation has gone beyond imagination. Unexpectedly, the 'Continental Powerful Contract' has become useless, and no one can maintain its dignity."Dean Nicholas said.

As soon as Dean Nicholas finished speaking, a deep voice came

"Who said that the 'Continental Powerful Contract' was in vain?"

A middle-aged fire holy magician descended from the sky. He was wearing a fiery red magic robe and holding a fiery red staff. He landed directly outside the tent. The fiery red figure walked directly into the Chinese army's tent. He Behind him were three people, a wind holy magician, a water holy magician, and an earth holy magician.

"You are?"The third prince asked first.

"The Dark Empire is so bold that it doesn't take the 'Contract of the Strongest from the Continent' seriously. What a dark holy mountain! He actually sent a water-type holy magician to massacre innocent people in Angli City, and everyone was really outraged!"The fire-type holy magician yelled angrily.

"Be bold, who are you? Dare to act wild here!"Dean Nicholas retorted.

The fire holy magician raised his hand and blasted the fire elemental energy, throwing Dean Nicholas away and knocking down the desk on one side.

"I am appointed by the"Continental Powerful Contract" alliance, and hereby inspect the world's holy-level powerful people who bully the weak and unfairly. We can't control the festival between your dark clan and the light, but you sent the water-based holy magicians to slaughter unarmed innocent people. As a human being, No shame! I want you to stop your troops and go back immediately!"

The fire holy wizard said forcefully.

"What if I don’t agree?"The third prince said angrily

"Just like this case!"The fire-type holy magician raised his hand and fired a fire-type energy blade.

"click~~~！！！"

The copper case in front of the third prince was cut into pieces.

"Don't bully others too much!"Dean Nicholas struggled to get up and said

"Too much bullying? Isn’t the Dark Holy Mountain going too far? Who will give justice to the millions of Angli people?"The fire-type holy magician yelled angrily.

"Sir, do you dare to leave your name?"The third prince said tremblingly.

"name? You don't deserve to know. If you are afraid of being asked by the Dark Holy Mountain, just say that people from the 'Continental Powerful Contract' alliance will come to mediate, and they will know. Stop immediately! Otherwise, the handsome case just now will be your fate. Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, the Fire Saint Magician and the other three Holy Magicians flashed continuously and disappeared into the sky after a while.

"Young Master, give the order to withdraw! Behind the 'Continental Powerful Contract' alliance are the four Dharma Gods of Earth, Fire, Water and Wind. When the Holy Mountain asked, he blamed them all, saying that they put pressure on me and I was helpless."

The third prince also collapsed on the ground.

"Follow the order of the Prince's Palace!"Dean Nicholas covered his chest and walked out of the Chinese army tent.

"his! When has this king ever suffered such a big loss?"

The third prince stood up, took out his sword, and unleashed his dark fighting spirit. He chopped down the bookshelf and lamp stand beside him one after another, expressing the injustice in his heart.

******

The Far East Sea, the Holy Island of Light, the Elder’s Hall

"Dempsey, by doing this you have gained face for my 'Ascetic Monastery' and also for the people of the Guangming Tribe. The Great Elder was very happy about this and even specially invited me to a banquet!"The hoarse voice of the ascetic leader sounded.

"Lord Jacob and his subordinates only did a little bit, and the main credit was given to Lord Ares and Michael."Dempsey, the Holy Wizard of Light, said humbly.

"Lord Dempsey, thank you very much for saving my life! Ares said equally humbly.

"Lord Ares, you're welcome!"The light-type holy wizard Dempsey said kindly.

"Lord Jacob, can you tell me why the 'Dark Magic Curse' released by the Dark Empire's Holy Wizard Giancarlo seriously injured my boss with one blow?"

Qibao asked such a question, remembering the scene where Ares was seriously injured.