Bang! Click!
There was a thunder and lightning over the first mountain, and the situation changed.
The four dragon's (body sh n) shadows roamed in the clouds, from time to time they poked their heads, staring at the big bell-like eyes, coldly glanced at the magic color clothes and others.
"This ... this is an eighth-order ancient dragon!"
Faces (colors) such as magic color clothing are transient.
Everyone was shocked.
It turns out that they are not humans, but ancient dragons!
Ru Feng's heart was extremely bitter.
Hey! The second and third defeats are not unjust.
That woman is really a fierce tyrannosaurus.
No wonder its endless strength.
"Huh! Even if you have four dragons, we are not afraid!"
The magic color clothing felt hot and uncomfortable on his face.
The garbage that she once looked down on and was thrown into the stove room turned out to be such a strong presence.
However, after thinking about it, he didn't look away.
Zhang Xing is just relying on external forces, Ben (body sh n) is a garbage.
On the fast-changing battlefield, as long as these four dragons are turned on, Zhang Xing is a rooster.
Just go past a four or five star lord, and you can kill him.
"Do you think we no longer have dragons in Moyushan?"
Feng's ancestor, Feng Yi of the Third Mountain, replied coldly.
"Zhang Xing, do you want to use these four dragons to oppress us? I am afraid you are wrong."
"All the masters of the palace, also summoned our dragons, let this little boy who knows nothing about us look at our strength!"
The magic clothing continued.
The other seven palace masters and Ru Feng shook their sleeves, proudly showing the dragon collar.
"The dragon is out!"
Eight sounds sounded at the same time.
Bang! It was another series of shocks.
I saw eight four-claw dragons similar to Heibao suddenly appeared in the sky.
Their body (sh n) burst out (qiangqiang) horizontal breath is not weaker than the black treasure four dragons.
"Well! It is also the image of an eighth-order Oriental dragon!"
"It just feels like something is missing."
Zhang Xing looked at them in surprise, with some doubts in her heart.
"No, their (body sh 白 n) body is gray (color), it looks like a python, and their head is much smaller."
"The dragon horns above are just as sparse as ordinary plum antler."
"It is far less dense than Heibao, Baishang, Jinlong Huangzheng, and more powerful."
"Ha ha ... this is at most a dragon on the eastern continent, which is far worse than the ancient dragon."
The dragons on both sides confront each other in the sky.
Zhang Xing and Ruan Meidun on the ground showed weakness.
The magic color clothes and other popular arrogance, arrogant Zhang Xing.
"Hmm! Zhang Xing, do you think you want to go crazy in my magic jade mountain just because of your energy?"
"You are wrong! Dragon vs. Dragon, you have no advantage, what else do you fight with us?"
The magic color clothing looked at Zhang Xing in disdain.
You want to beat us, you are still far behind!
"Oh, are you? I have five dragons."
Zhang Xing waved his hand, Jinlong Huangzheng, Blue Dragon Blue Sword, Magic Dragon Azi, and the Dragon of Time and Space, the Red Dragon Red Cold flew out of space immediately.
"What? There are five dragons?"
The magic color clothing and others were taken aback.
How can this kid have so many dragons? Is he a professional dragon raiser?
However, they were relieved when they saw five seventh-tier dragons.
"It turned out to be five seventh-tier dragons ... haha!"
The magic color clothing and others laughed.
"Oh, it's Tier 7 now.
Zhang Xing smiled indifferently.
"Haha ... Zhang Xing, you are so funny, do you think that the seventh and eighth steps will be successful if you just say that?
"Ignorance! I don't know how you cultivated these dragons to the present, you don't understand any common sense!"
The magic clothing continued to sneer.
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