Super Dragon Cultivation System

The Jinghong Army was smashing all the way, and the (Allianlian) Allied Army retreated, and every second there were casualties.

If this rhythm continues, before dark, the (Allianlian) allies will be beaten back into the city.

Heibao Jiulong came over the battlefield and looked around. The enemy and our two sides were entangled. They could not get started simply by their strength in Kowloon.

"Brother Heibao, how do we fight?"

The Golden Dragon Emperor frowned.

"Let them fight, we just do our thing."

"The old way, go and copy their path."

Hei Bao stared at the front command of Jing Hongjun, which was flared by a distant banner, and showed a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Jinghong Army commanded the front camp.

The three brothers Yelv looked at the magic screen, and also (exposed) a dangerous smile.

"The nine people finally appeared, and it did not surprise us."

Boss Yeluwei rushed forward.

The second child, Yerle Megatron, continued: "This time, they must use up their aura!"

The youngest, Yalewei, didn't say anything, and in his eyes (shot sh) showed two cold rays.

"Come down, all the long-range weapons are aimed at the nine people, and as soon as they get close, they will hit me fiercely."

"The eight-magic corps assisted in the air. In short, they couldn't get them closer."

"Let the Blue Mountains and Chishan lead the defense preparations. In case the nine people break through the attack range, let them have two teams of ten million men to top me."

Boss Yelu Weifeng ordered.

When Heibao Kowloon rushed out of the fighting area between the two armies.

Suddenly they stopped.

"It seems that there is (qiang) strong (kill sha) gas in the air ahead!"

Heibao's eyes narrowed, looking at the silent, tens of miles of deserted area.

"Well, it's really (shasha), it seems the enemy is prepared."

Wen Jing sniffed the airway.

"Regardless of whether he is prepared, (kill sha) is past!"

Long Wu didn't care.

"That makes sense, let's go (kill sha) and see what they have prepared!"

With a wave of Heibao, Bai Chang, Wen Jing, and Dragon Five came out side by side.

The other five dragons headed by Huang Zheng followed closely behind.

They flew more than ten miles, and a rolling mountain range appeared in front of them.

Just right in front of them.

At the same time, dozens of gold (color) flares were fired at the same time in the mountains.

The moment the flare burst, the whole mountain shook.

Rumble!

Countless lanes of magic arrows engraved with runes emerge from the mountains (shoot sh).

The magic arrows are densely packed, covering all the kilometers around Kowloon.

"Ah! Just this means!"

Kowloon sighed and shook his head at the same time.

"This magic arrow does not work against ordinary Samsung warlords, let alone us."

Huang Zheng said strangely.

"There should be follow-up measures. Let's take a closer look."

Heibao led the eight dragons to the arrow rain and advanced another kilometer.

Those magic arrows jingled all into a powder one meter in front of them (body sh n).

Kowloon feels nothing.

When they came out like a walk, the second wave of attacks came again.

This time it was (very ting) scary.

The sky is full of magical three-meter-diameter spherical rocks.

If it is dozens, hundreds, or even thousands, it may not pose a threat to Samsung.

But tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands?

The offensive of this scale, even the three brothers Yelut looked scalp.

"Half a million flying stones should be enough for those nine people to drink a pot."

The youngest of them, Jaredway, laughed wildly.

The other two nodded in agreement.

But at the same time as Yeluwei's mad voice came down, nine figures appeared on the magic screen.

"This ... they have nothing at all?"

Exclaimed Sherlock, her second son, Yereville.