Thirteen Paladins left the temple and walked towards him a priest dressed in white.

"Dear Paladins, it will take three hours to prepare the airship to the Sailan Islands. During this period, you can organize your equipment and weapons. Please come to Beigang on time to gather at 5 pm."

The Thirteen Knights saluted and expressed their understanding. After the priest left, they got up at will.

"The Church is a good place, but the people who are studying here are too rigid. When you are with them, you will always be restrained unconsciously..." Cameron from the Northon Empire stretched: "Even those beautiful girls have a poker face. Isn't it boring to face such a group of serious women every day?"

Cameron looks twenty-five or six years old, with a medium-high figure, and his curled blonde hair and a cute baby face made him a popular lover in the entire Northon Empire and even the Sikaro Island... According to rumors, the lover this guy is dating at the same time has never fallen below double digits. Such indulgence in wine and sex can still possess the top military power in the mainland, which has to be said to make countless ascetic monks envious and jealous.

"Don't think that everyone is like you!" The only woman present, known as the sun of the Lion Heart Empire, was very disdainful of the blonde Joan of Arc: "The people here have dedicated their body and mind to the Pope, and respect is also from the heart. How could you have the frivolous thoughts of you!"

As the youngest paladin, Joan of Arc has possessed countless halos since its birth, powerful force, beautiful face, tall and sexy figure, dazzling golden hair like the sun, and cold and noble temperament, which all make her the dream lover of the men in Sicarlo... but it can only be in a dream. If anyone dares to be flirted with her, the Sun of Lion Heart will not mind using the Silver Sword at her waist to leave a permanent mark on such a divine son.

"Yoyou...Joan Arc, I didn't say anything. You should explain what a frivolous idea is?"

Joan of Arc snorted coldly, picked up the small flute worn on his chest, put it in his mouth and blew it. After a while, a huge blue figure flapped its wings from the valley behind the temple, and after a moment he came to the square, landed smoothly, and lowered his slender and beautiful head towards Joan of Arc.

This is an adult female blue dragon named Sally.

Unlike the ancient dragon sealed in the polar regions, this blue dragon does not have the limbs of a beast. Its forelimbs are wings. When it lands on the ground, it can only crawl forward with its wings. Moreover, it is much smaller. Sally is a relatively large individual among the Five-Colored Dragon Clan, only 21 meters long, which is far from comparable to the ancient dragon that can be hundreds of meters long.

This is why, a irritable ancient dragon is treated like a natural disaster by people.

Joan of Arc stepped on Sally's back: "I'm going to debug the equipment, see you in three hours!" After that, Sally took off and took away Joan of Arc.

"Cameron, you made Joan of Little Jean of Arc angry!" Callahan, who was over two meters tall and at least one head taller than other Paladins, laughed, "Does she hate your frivolous words the most?"

"This is also considered frivolous? Then if I tell a dirty joke, wouldn't she commit suicide?" Cameron snorted unconvincedly: "It's her own ignorance! She's shy!"

The knights were not surprised. Although everyone came from different countries and sometimes even met on the battlefield, putting aside their stance, as top warriors in the mainland, their personal relationships were still good.

"But I envy her very much, it's true..." Cameron put his hands behind his head: "I was only twenty-one years old, and I tamed a blue dragon and became a veritable dragon knight... That's how many paladins pursued their lifelong dream!"

"You are still young, and you have opportunities!" Odygus, the oldest paladin in the team, also from the Lion Heart Empire, smiled, took out a small flute, and quickly called out a red dragon: "Everyone, I have lost my companionship. I haven't met this old guy for a long time, so I have to go in and out!" As he said that, the old knight patted the red dragon's head and rode to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, two more people took out the dragon flute and called on their mounts to leave. Except for Joan of Arc who had left at the beginning, these dragon knights were all old and experienced warriors.

The Dragon Knight, as the name suggests, is a Paladin riding a dragon! Only warriors who can tame dragons can obtain the title. If a dragon fights together, it will undoubtedly increase the Paladin's force by multiples! Now among the twenty-seven Paladins in the entire Sikaro Continent, there are only seven Dragon Knights.

Looking at the four people flying away, the remaining nine showed envious expressions, but, however, taming the dragon cannot be achieved by relying solely on strength. The Five-Colored Dragon Clan is a descendant of the ancient dragon and other creatures. Although her personality is much gentler, she still has the arrogant and irritable bloodiness of her ancestors in her bones. It is not right for her taste. Even if I kill me, I won't let you ride it. If you look at it right, it doesn't matter even if you are just a teenage girl. Joan of Arc is an example. She was only eighteen years old when she tamed Sally.

The nine people also returned to their guest rooms to pack up and maintain their weapons. I won’t mention how to prepare for departure. Back to the polar continent thousands of kilometers away, Zhao Qiankun was in trouble!

That's right, the huge ice sculpture he encountered was the ancient Longdagulas mentioned by the Pope! Just as Zhao Qiankun sighed at the magnificence of the ice sculpture and planned to pass through the dragon's crotch and walk out of the valley, several huge ice cubes fell down and hit his dark golden smooth head!

Hum? Zhao Qiankun raised his head and found that the ice layer under the dragon's belly was shattering, and the huge dragon body began to tremble. Soon, he took a photo like a collapsed building!

"My God!" Zhao Qiankun turned around and ran. The power of the King Kong skeleton, combined with the spell of changing mass, made him run as fast as a leopard, barely escape, avoiding the fate of being flattened by the ancient dragon...

Wait, flatten?

Zhao Qiankun knocked on his body, and the clanging voice was powerful.

"No matter how powerful this dragon is, it's just a fleshy one. I'm a Kwang skeleton. What are you afraid of? Besides, even if the ice is sculpted, it's just a dead dragon, and it's not worth fearing..."

Just as Zhao Qiankun comforted himself, he found that the giant dragon lying on the ground in front of him was raised, and his eyes, which were bigger than the water tank, were staring at him tightly, with a hint of curiosity and a hint of cruelty in his eyes...

Zhao Qiankun opened his mouth and faced a living super monster that was more than 100 meters long. He really didn't know what to say... To be honest, he had only seen this kind of monster in the first half of his life. This time he came with a 4D holographic imax version, which was really a little shocking... This guy, his body size is comparable to Godzilla...

"Sorry... I'm disturbing you to sleep... I'm just passing by, passing by..." He thrust heartlessly, and Zhao Qiankun walked to the side of the dragon. There was a gap of more than one meter wide between the dragon's body and the ice wall of the canyon, which should be able to pass through...

And the dragon was not vague, tilted its head, opened its mouth, and breathed at Zhao Qiankun!

"My squirt..." Zhao Qiankun's curse was overwhelmed by the strong flames. He felt a splash of dizziness, as if he had experienced a typhoon of 12. It took him more than ten seconds to fall back to the ground and lay on a slippery land...

Land? That’s right, land actually appeared in the frozen polar continent for thousands of years!

Zhao Qiankun climbed up, and what caught his eye was the frozen canyon filled with steam. The ice walls on both sides were still wet and flowing water. The ice layer on the ground had been burned to reveal the soil... At the end of the canyon thousands of meters away, there was the ancient dragon who had his head tilted and had just closed his mouth!

Looking at myself again, only the bare skeleton rack was left. The armor and weapons brought by Zhao Qiankun had been evaporated and his luggage was burned to ashes...

With just one breath, a canyon burned out from the ice layer hundreds of meters thick! What is the power? From this point of view, the canyon at the entrance of the castle was probably the work of this giant dragon six hundred years ago!

Zhao Qiankun was confused. The giant dragon in the distance had spread its huge wings, flapped it twice, and rolled up a hurricane with ice chips. The reaction force floated up with a heavy body, turned around and flew towards Zhao Qiankun!

"Why are you still staring at me?" Zhao Qiankun turned around and ran away, but there was an ice wall within a few dozen meters. The molten water layer was still hanging on it, so slippery that it could not climb up. The giant dragon behind him had already arrived!

"No, let's go again?" Zhao Qiankun was desperate, and suddenly realized that the dragon's flying posture was awkward. He had no intention of landing when he came in front of him. He did not raise the ice wall, so he just skipped his head and bumped it into him!

Boom!!

The ancient dragon's weight of tens of thousands of tons hit the ice wall. For a moment, the debris flew around and the earth shook! Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Qiankun ran back with all his might, fled back to the castle, and hid in the barrier!

The scene outside can be clearly seen from the barrier, but the inside cannot be seen outside. Zhao Qiankun stood at the door, watching Taigu Long climb up from the ice valley in the distance, and tried to flap his wings, but he didn't know if he had been sleeping for too long or something, his movements were a little stiff and his flight was not smooth. He gave up after trying a few times.

The giant beast lingers in the ice for a few steps, looking left and right with its big head, as if looking for Zhao Qiankun. But after a long time, the giant dragon roars unwillingly, and just sits in the canyon at the entrance of the castle, blocking the path where Zhao Qiankun leaves tightly...

"Is this big guy still having a fight with me?" Zhao Qiankun hid in the barrier, scratching his head anxiously. He had been sleepy for hundreds of years and finally had a chance to go out. Why did he meet such a evil star? Besides, in that biography, does it mean that it was killed by the great hero "Aotian? Dragon"? Why is it still alive?
Chapter completed!