Become a Fairy

Zhou Yuting's face was ugly for a while, and she tried to escape several times but was blocked by the black dragon. After communicating with Fang Qinlong, she learned how powerful the black dragon was, and Zhou Yuting couldn't help but felt a burst of despair.

Fang Qinlong was even more frightened and angry. He has been reduced to the current situation, and finally fell into the hands of the Dragon Clan. For him, a person who came out of the Dragon Hunting Division, it is a great shame and humiliation.

Death by anyone's hands is better than death by dragons.

Zhou Yuting was desperate, and Fang Qinlong was angry. Taking advantage of the black dragon blocking the enemy's escape route one after another, the thousands of dragon teams in front of him were suddenly divided. Each team was composed of thousands of dragons, like three giant dragons surrounding Zhou Yuting. in the middle.

As the three dragon teams came and went, Zhou Yuting was overwhelmed for a while. The power of the dragon battle formation and the connection of the three separate dragon teams were seamless. At this time, there was no need for the black dragon to attack again. As a result, dozens of places on his body were injured by dragon soldiers one after another.

The frightening dragon energy invaded the body, gathering less into more, which made Zhou Yuting's body tremble uncontrollably.

"Create a pool of blood in troubled times, and kill countless dragons. I never imagined that this day will happen!" The black dragon looked down at the battlefield below.

"It's just a few thousand dragons. Even if your strength is fair, you are still so weak that you can't even compare to ants in the entire heaven. I'm just one step ahead of you, and even if I die, I will never Die at the hands of your dragon clan."

Fang Qinlong's last persistence in his heart roared crazily, venting his unwillingness.

"Liao Ting, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have broken into this place because of my obsession. You were right." While hating the Dragon Clan, Fang Qinlong also felt guilty towards Zhou Luoting in his heart.

"I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. This kind of result is not too bad for us." Zhou Yuting smiled at Fang Fang.

Fang Qinlong sighed, and just before he died, he felt more and more indebted to Zhou Yuting, but the past is hard to turn back, and the dragon clan in front of him will not give him a chance.

Boom, constantly injured, desperate Fang Qinlong and Zhou Yuting blew up their bodies, turning into countless dots, and a terrifying shock wave oscillated around.

Ying Xuanming, Ao Yuan and other dragons marched forward, and the battle formation of the dragons was like a rock in the raging sea, no matter how strong the wind was, they would not move.

"The temperament is strong. I just don't know if the other members of the Dragon Hunting Department are all this kind of hard-headed. It's really exciting." Heilong snorted coldly. Taking Fang Qinlong and Zhou Yuting's killings against the dragon clan, this method of death is simply too cheap for them.

But right now Lu Xiaotian's impact on the realm is imminent, and the black dragon doesn't want to waste time on the opponent.

"Let's go, go and clean up other people, dare to plot against the Dragon Lord, I'm really impatient."

Thousands of dragons blew across the entire Long Anxia area like a whirlwind. Originally, they were going to find Bing Wuya, the Golden Immortal-level powerhouse of the Bingying clan, but after being threatened by Lu Xiaotian before, Bing Wuya realized that something was wrong. They started to evacuate immediately, but when they reached the edge of Long Anxia's area, they found that the undead dragon clan had already formed an formation. There was also an ice coffin that was not weaker than him.

"What's the matter with the dragon tomb? Are these undead dragons crawling out of the coffin lid?" Bing Wuya glanced at the ice coffin. Blocked by the Necromancer Dragon Clan, the enemy's enemy is naturally also a friend.

"Maybe it has something to do with the dragon clan that has taken away the soul fluid of Long Antian. Staying here is death, fellow daoists and juniors from your clan, how about rushing out with me?" Bing Coffin naturally understood the other party's words immediately. consciousness.

"Okay, it's not too late, let's do it." Bing Wuya waved his hand, and dozens of icebergs about a foot high flew out of his sleeves, facing the huge crowd of thousands of undead dragons on the opposite side. A burst of impact passed.

These icebergs continued to grow in size as they flew forward, and the frightening cold air gushed out directly from them. Wherever it passed, even the sea water in the dragon tomb froze, and the surrounding area turned into thick ice.

The ice coffin did not hesitate, although he failed to win the formation eye, but the formation eye was taken away by Lu Xiaotian, and the restriction that originally isolated Long Angxia's area from the outside world also faded away. He had no doubt that Lu Xiaotian might chase after it and kill the weeds. The ice coffin has already been left unintentionally for a long time when the situation that has been in operation for a long time has been completely destroyed.

At this time, the ice coffin also turned into seven, and the giant coffin that became like seven giant beasts charged towards the opposite Necromancer Dragon Clan.

Bing Qianren and the rest of the Celestial Immortal Bingying Clan didn't fully understand what happened at this time, they arrived here with great difficulty, and they didn't have time to collect enough Long Anxia, ​​and now they are going to leave directly. Bing Wuya didn't explain too much to them, but it seems that the situation is not good now.

Whether it is Bing Wuya, or even the ice coffin in the injured state, it is not easy to get along with. The skills practiced by the Necromancer Dragon Clan in the East China Sea Dragon Tomb were not tyrannical, and the most precious dragon heritage has been lost, but these With the heart of death, the Necromancer Dragon Clan blocked the two Jinxian-level powerhouses like a copper wall and an iron wall.

As for Bing Qianren and other celestial monsters who broke into the army of the Necromancer Dragon Clan, they were like moths to a flame, and they were wiped out after a short struggle.

The sound of the majestic dragon chant shook, and Ao Ming, who was leading the battle with the ice coffin, stared blankly at the black dragon in the distance. Surprised at the same time can not help but a moment of loss.

Dragon battle formation, this is the real dragon battle formation, this is the real dragon army.

"Uncle is right, the rebirth of the dragon clan has already begun." After talking to himself a few words, Ao Ming roared, leading the army of the dragon clan under his command to block the ice coffin, Bing Wuya even more frantically.

As the dragon army led by the black dragon strangled in, it completely destroyed this temporary, small but very capable monster team.

boom! As the dragon balls spat out by the black dragon bombarded the ice poplar one after another, the ice coffin finally couldn't bear the blast and exploded, and a piece of Yinggou phalanx inside wanted to escape, but was also directly intercepted by the black dragon.

As for Bing Wuya, he also fell before the Dragon Clan battle with hatred.

Lu Xiaotian's consciousness is like a high god looking down on all these things. Seeing that these alien forces have been eradicated one after another, Lu Xiaotian is a little relieved. Heilong and Jiudu Dragon King have done almost the same things, and the rest depends on him own up.