Super Dragon Cultivation System

Wanwu City is covered with clouds (yin and yin) for a continuous number of days, and it seems to indicate that it will face a severe storm.

The emperor met Zhang Xing secretly. After a long talk between the two, Zhang Xing refused the gift from the emperor. In the end, the emperor was helpless and respected Zhang Xing's decision.

Next, the Mage Guild, the Pharmacist Guild, the Beast Hall, the Blacksmiths Guild, the Magician Guild, the Second Superfamily, a dozen first-class families, all the second-class imperial royal families were sent to think they could help Zhang Xing's stuff.

For example, the sixth-order ground dragon, array, emperor, medicinal materials and so on.

Zhang Xing was also deeply moved by this and expressed his thanks.

Of course, how many of them are sincere, and how many are Qiang, he can still see one or two.

However, Zhang Xing did not accept their gifts, nor did he mean that Zhang Xing was arrogant and believed that he could win with his current strength.

But these things they sent are not practical.

This morning, Father Pratt walked into the closet with a sad face.

Not long after, Zhang Xing opened the array and asked Pratt to come in.

"Zhang Xing, according to the wire, Prince Zhu En has led the squad to Wanwu City (sha Sha)."

Last night Pratt wanted to tell Zhang Xing the news, but it was already late at night, so I didn't bother, let alone that it was time, and it was not so many hours.

"Oh, come (ting) fast."

Zhang Xing smiled lightly without showing a little panic.

"Father, how much is their main fighting force?"

Zhang Xing continued.

"Thirty Tier 7 flying war dragons, two hundred or so Tier 6 flying war dragons, and at least six are in the state of Lord."

"Ah! It looks like Prince Zhu En is determined to get it!"

Pratt frowned and sighed.

"More than thirty seventh steps?"

Zhang Xing smiled: "They really deserve me, this power is enough to sweep the entire Wanwu country."

"However, it doesn't scare me. Since they dare to come, they don't have to go back."

Listening to Zhang Xing's confident tone, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in Pratt's unexcusable heart, and he couldn't tell what the feeling was.

It was as if he had received the image of Zhang Qing's (Qing Qing) thread. He had no doubt. If Zhang Xing was melancholy, irritable, and frightened at this time, he would also produce such a Qing Qing.

It should n’t be, he ’s a half-step lord ’s realm. Even if the true lord ’s realm is here, it may not affect his feelings.

Not to mention, Zhang Xing is just a junior emperor.

This was a bit unbelievable. The thoughts in his head flashed away and he was quickly passed by. The enemy is not the time to consider these matters.

Even his granddaughter Na Bao's miraculous promotion to the third level, such a shocking event, has been diluted by the current (yin) haze.

He knows that Zhang Xing is a miraculous teenager, a person who is always creating miracles, and it is so easy to startle people when everyone else is not optimistic.

And this crisis was also disappointed by everyone else. There have been rumors flying all over the place, and everything is said.

Most of the rumors are that Zhang Xing is finished and dead.

Especially those who hate Zhang Xing, they are more excited than anyone else, and wish that Zhang Xing was killed by Prince Zhu En (kill sha).

They want to set off firecrackers now, to celebrate the collapse of the mountain pressed in advance, and never be oppressed again!