Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 511: There is only one winner!

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At this moment, Jos has already revealed his body, a huge dragon eagle flying above the nine heavens, and he can only see him spread out his huge golden wings, which are as long as a dragon's tail. The tail swings with the wind, and the eagle-like eyes look down on everything in the world.

Looking at Ron, Jos's eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he shouted loudly.

"Wrath of Thunder!"

The thunder element of the space gathered violently, forming a thundercloud in the sky. In a moment, countless thunderbolts fell like raindrops, shaking the world with power.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The thunder bombarded the mountain peak, causing a strong shock.

Jos's attack caused an avalanche!

"Small carving skills!"

Faced with the overwhelming attack of the opponent, Huo Meilin smiled coldly. He did not choose to use the same power to fight against Jos. It was an extremely stupid behavior. The white ball of light, floating quietly in his palm, constantly spinning.

The black robes on "Ron" are windless, and the whole person is full of a strange aura, and the keel staff in his hand is shiny.

After the power was gathered, he flicked the white ball of light in his hand.

The white ball of light swims towards Jos like a white trainer, moving like a fish in the thunder.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Ron widened his eyes and looked at the white horse, and asked curiously, it was an undead magic he had never seen before.

"Bone Soul!"

Huo Meilin smiled slightly, "This is an offensive undead magic, which mainly attacks the soul of the opponent. The lighter soul will be severely traumatized, and the severer will lose consciousness directly..." Huo Meilin explained patiently , He did not miss any opportunity to teach Ron.

"This is..."

Jos frowned, and saw a bunch of white air mass approaching him quickly, twisting like a serpent, able to avoid all thunder attacks, and blasted straight towards him.

Jos evaded immediately, but the white air mass seemed to be spiritual, following like a shadow.

"Boom..." With a sound, the white air ball hit Jos.

Suddenly, Jos was thundered.

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

By the time Jos realized it was too late, the most fragile in the human body was the soul, and Warcraft was no exception. In an instant, his soul received a heavy blow.

Jos only felt the pain in his head like a needle prick, and the soul in Shihai let out a painful wailing.

Jos is also screaming in the air...

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"How is it possible? That Ron... Isn't he a master-level powerhouse?" The elder of the Water Dragon clan said dumbfounded, "He...he actually behaves like this with a fifteenth-level monster? And, he still occupies Got the upper hand!"

"That guy has hidden his strength!" An elder said in a deep voice.

"This guy is too insidious!" Another elder was a little dissatisfied with Ron's behavior. "Deliberately hide strength. Humans like this, no matter how strong, are not eligible to join the dragon clan!"

"But this is not a prerequisite!" The dragon elder next to him retorted.

Bilis has calmed down at this moment, her beautiful eyes staring at the magic crystal ball quietly, and a look of relief flashes in her eyes.

"Master Patriarch... Do you see this?" At this time, Colorado quietly approached Laffield and called out to remind him that the current event was beyond his control. He rubbed his hands and looked a little anxious.

"It's not busy, look on!" Laffield smiled and said nonchalantly. He looked at Ron's figure in the crystal ball with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

At this moment, the battle on the Will Volcano has become fierce, and the undead holy magister Khomelin, who controls the body of "Ron", has gained a complete upper hand. He even fights, the soul and the entity attack each other. Staggered, suppressing Jos out of breath.

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

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

Jos, who was beaten back and forth, couldn't believe his face. The opponent's strength is so strong that he is not weaker than him in strength. At the same time, the fighting style is even more weird and old. He feels like himself. The attack method was completely seen through, as long as he moved his body, the opponent immediately responded.

The opponent's rich combat experience far exceeds his imagination.

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

"Awesome...awesome!"

Ron looked at everything outside through his soul, and made a sound of admiration. It turns out that undead magic can still be used in this way. Even among opponents of the same level, Huo Meilin will not be in the slightest with his superb fighting skills. Downwind.

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

"Haha! Ron, you have a good idea about this question!" Huo Meilin smiled slightly, his gaze looked at the distant sky, "This question involves many aspects, including strategy, tactics, and psychology. , The use of power and combat experience, etc., when the difference in strength is not far, these things determine the outcome of the battle..."

Huo Meilin explained patiently.

"It seems that the outcome is about to be divided!"

Laffield watched quietly, with a faint smile on his face, "This human being is totally beyond my expectation! I think he was the one who strengthened the sanctuary of the Holy See I am afraid that his origins will not be so simple..."

To say that Raffield had a prejudice against Ron a moment ago, he was totally appreciative at this time.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Colorado's eyes. It was a feeling of complete calculation. Jos was his friend and the player he recommended to participate in the foreign dragon test. He spared no effort to help Jos, but in the end Still failed.

Ron defeated Jos, becoming a foreign dragon is already a certainty.

"Master Patriarch, this kid uses heresy!" Colorado reminded in a low voice, "Can someone like him be used by our dragons?"

Colorado also used the word "heresy" at the moment, and he was not reconciled to what Ron had obtained.

"Here? Evil?" Laffield frowned and said with a faint smile, "A good sword can kill others as well as yourself. The difference lies in...the hilt of the sword is grasped. In whose hands!"

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

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

Colorado thought for a while, and made the last effort, "That dragon eagle is also a level fifteen beast, shall we consider...giving one more place?"

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

"There is only one winner!"

Colorado chewed Laffield carefully. He quickly understood his intentions. He sighed in his heart, nodded gently, and stepped back in silence.

"Jos, I can only help you!" Colorado sighed as he looked at Jos in the magic crystal ball.

"The power of the kid is a bit weird..." At this moment, Laffield said to himself, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "But... his power is what we need!"

At the summit of Will Volcano, there are wolves everywhere, the towering hall is ruined to a degree, the snow is burned to black, and countless rubbles are rolling down from the peak. At this time, the peak also began to violently Tremble.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise from the sky and the earth. I saw that the top of the Will Volcano had completely cracked, and a hot lava shot straight into the sky from the gap. A large amount of dust swept the sky. In an instant, the sky was also Become dark down.

Due to the strong power of the two, Mount Will—erupted!

Over the Mount Will, Jos and "Ron" quietly confronted each other. The blazing fire reflected the two faces red. Jos, who was transformed into a dragon eagle, was covered with blue lightning. He stopped making "cracking" noises, and the eagle's face became distorted, showing that his heart was full of anger.

And the "Ron" opposite him has a perfectly flawless look. He is smiling slightly, his body is surrounded by black mist, and the sacred utensil in his hand glows faintly in the black mist.

Faced with Ron, Jos was almost mad. At this moment, he trembled all over. He could not tolerate the noble and dragon-blooded him being defeated by a human!

"I will kill you!"

Suddenly, Jos yelled hysterically. Suddenly, his strength rose to a new level. Then, there was a clear cry from his eagle-like mouth, and he saw his golden wings flapping for a while. The wind rushed towards Ron frantically, leaving behind a series of dazzling lightning in the space that he crossed.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, be careful, he rushed over again!" Ron reminded.

"Don't worry, it's just a dying struggle!" In the face of Jos's attack, Khomelin smiled heartily, "The monster has already lost his mind. It will be a matter of failure!"

I saw Huo Meilin grabbed his right hand, and a strong sharp light appeared in his eyes.

"Weak!"

The curse was used for "weakness", and without any warning, Jos only felt his body sink, as if there was a feeling of strength and disability. He was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

At this time, Huo Meilin’s attack had arrived, and he saw his hands folded into a grasp, a cyan cyclone slowly formed, the cyan cyclone emitted a faint light, illuminating Ron’s face, at this moment his His face was full of hideousness.

"Death Coil!"

It was too late and then soon. Before Jos had time to react, "Death Entanglement!" had already hit his body severely.

"Boom..." With a sound, the cyan mist filled the dragon eagle.

The curse and the heavy blow, Jos finally couldn't hold it, and his huge body fell like a straight line. With a "boom—", he hit the spire of the hall, and then, in the stunned eyes of all the dragon elders, Falling down...

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