Deep in this sword, there is the existence of their most proudest and hottest beast blood ancestral blood.

His eyes instantly became even more proud.

"What!"

An unbelievable growl rang out.

"boom!"

A dark purple evil aura surged in front of the evil dragon king.

With a bang, Ailin's body paused in the air, and the deep purple evil aura completely disintegrated.

Countless figures of the Evil Dragon King flew back in the void, and finally all the phantoms disappeared, and the remaining Evil Dragon King's real body retreated back to the position where he was standing.

The palm of the Evil Dragon King's right hand was pierced, and strands of iron-gray blood were twisted like living creatures, flowing down from his palm.

"Are you..."

There was some unbelievable expression in the Evil Dragon King's eyes. His mood fluctuated very violently. He only said three words and did not continue. However, everyone could clearly feel what he meant... Ailin did not hesitate at all. Did he not care about Lin Luolan's body at all?

"How can a real magician die so easily!"

Ailin's scream sounded, and he obviously felt the meaning of the Evil Dragon King, so he started to scream naturally, "Cut you over first! Teacher Jialan and the others will naturally treat Lin Luolan."

Everyone was speechless.

Especially those who know Ailin, who are particularly familiar with Ailin, they even have some sympathy for the Evil Dragon King. Because there is no reason to say... This threat from the Evil Dragon King naturally does not exist to Ailin, because Ailin himself is the kind of magician who does not believe that a person will die easily.

Faced with this young man who naturally felt that even death could defeat him, the Evil Dragon King couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!