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On the cliff rock, Zhu Minglang was surrounded by a white storm phantom feather with a withering breath of ice, and his clothes showed a state of ghostly ghost.

The cliff was very long, and the others were below, fleeing the rocky stockade along the slope road, and Zhu Minglang couldn't let those bat-winged dragons in mid-air swoop down......

There is only a sword spirit dragon beside him, and the number of blessed winged death dragons is extremely large!

The cultivation of these bat-winged dragons is not high, only the dragon generals are up and down, but they are quite cunning, and with the cooperation of the team, they can actually avoid the attack of the sword spirit dragon.

The sword spirit dragon is a monarch-level cultivation, a sword slash out, whether it is speed or strength, can easily kill hundreds of bat-winged dragons in seconds, but these bat-winged dragons are like shadows, whenever the sword spirit dragon comes out of the sword, they are always very appropriately dispersed, obviously flying densely, but giving up a space where the sword qi crosses!

This strange phenomenon reminded Zhu Minglang of the situation when he caught a blue-spotted fish demon in the lake of the Dragon Training Academy.

The blue-spotted fish demon has a beard that can send danger signals to its companions around it, so that the other blue-spotted fish monsters can successfully avoid some sharp killing opportunities, and the fish scatter like ripples.

But these bat-winged dragons, they obviously didn't pass on the crisis through the long whiskers on the side of their mouths, Zhu Minglang also tried to disperse some of the bat-winged dragons hovering in the air, but a single bat-winged dragons could also avoid the attack of the sword spirit dragon!

General-level creatures can actually be at ease under the monarch-level sword spirit??

Although in nature, the level and cultivation are not a ladder system, but the difference in strength between the monarch level and the general level is still huge, in the past, the sword spirit dragon can even kill quasi-monarch-level creatures with a single sword.

There must be something quirky.

These dragons are by no means as simple as they seem.

Zhu Minglang calmed down, he knew that the more anxious he was, the more difficult it would be to deal with this evil killing creature.

He used his spiritual sense to carefully observe these dazzling bat-winged dragons, and in the face of the threat of the sword spirit dragon, these bat-winged dragons did not dare to fly low easily, they were just like a swarm of mosquitoes and flies that could never be driven away, entrenched in the sky.

"Is it an avoidance ability that is beyond ordinary creatures, or is it a predictive action, or do they have some kind of group current?" Zhu Minglang kept thinking calmly.

Not a single bat-winged dragon can be killed.

A large group of general-level dragons, but Zhu Minglang was helpless against them.

If you don't find the secrets of these bat-winged dragons in a short time, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here!

Zhu Minglang tried to draw the sword again, from the firefly sword technique to the sword spirit dragon releasing the sword shadow attack on its own, you can see that in the night sky, the figure of the sword spirit dragon has changed from slender to huge, and from huge to countless sword light sweeps......

The blade of the sword is sharp, the sword is domineering, and the sword qi is raging.

In the end, not even a single horn of these bat-winged dragons could be hurt, their wings flapping and making a frenzied sound, and their claws rubbing against each other as they fled, like humans sharpening their knives and forks at a dinner table.

Zhu Minglang felt a little irritable in his heart, but he still tried his best to calm down, and calmly watched the flight trajectory of this group of mourning dragons with the power generated by the sword spirit dragons just now.

When the geese are migrating, they will move in flocks, because when the geese flock their wings, they will produce a warm and upward airflow, ensuring that every wild goose in the team can carry this migratory bird airflow to fly, saving a lot of physical strength, while maintaining the correct direction of flight.

Zhu Minglang noticed that around these bat-winged mourning dragons, there was also a swirling air flow similar to the air flow of migratory birds.

The swirling air currents were now in the air, and there was no descent over the cliffs, so it could also explain why they didn't dare to fly low, why they didn't dare to attack others on the ground.

The mantwing-winged keratops were flying far faster than they were at their level, probably due to the swirling currents.

But there is another point, Zhu Minglang is still very confused.

The swirling currents did make these bat-winged dragons move in unison, like a flock of vultures in the desert, keeping their sensitivity to death, but how did they avoid their flying swords?

It stands to reason that the speed at which the Sword Spirit Dragon unsheaths is faster than these bat-winged dragons carrying swirling air currents.

"Squeak squeak!!!!"

The mantwing-winged dragons began to press down, and they were black and pressing, and they were simply a dense swirling dark cloud, and the swirling air currents were also spreading over the area, which meant that the range of the bat-winged dragons would become wider.

They were going to attack the others on the ground, but Zhu Minglang, who was standing on the cliff, was directly ignored by them.

Those strange cries seemed to carry a bit of ridicule for Zhu Minglang, a monarch-level dragon herder, who seemed to know that this was a powerful human being, and all the power of the batwing dragon might not be able to kill him.

But they can get past the strong man and attack the weaker targets.

"Zhu Minglang!" Nan Yu, who had opened the road in front, called out.

Once the bat-winged dragons flew down, they couldn't move forward at all, and everyone else would be injured, and the Shenmu Qingsheng Dragon, the giant elephant dragon, and the black cang-tyrannosaurus might not be able to withstand the attacks of so many bat-winged dragons.

"Give me some more time. Zhu Minglang replied.

The bat-winged mourning dragon has covered the cliff, their fangs and poisonous claws seem to be scratching people's necks, Song Luo, Fang Niannian, Li Xinghua, the village girl, and Hu Bailing all showed panic, after all, the bat-winged mourning dragon is so ugly and hideous.

Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, many old-timers had told him a long time ago that in the face of any living creature in this world, even the most inconspicuous mosquitoes and flies in the swamp, they should not be careless, the poison they carry will make people with extremely high cultivation in a state of high fever and weakness......

Zhu Minglang knew very well that these bat-winged mourning dragons were not strong in cultivation, and their strength was not strong, as long as they found their secrets, they could be wiped out with a single sword, and it would not take long to wipe out all of them.

There must be something beyond the swirling current.

Zhu Minglang's black eyes stared at this group of ugly bat-winged dragons, the more urgent the situation, the more you need to be calm!

"Soaring, airflow......"

"They fly in unison. ”

"It seems too neat. ”

"No, it's not neat, it's exactly the same!"

Exactly the same movements, especially the few times Zhu Minglang took out his sword.

Thinking of this, Zhu Minglang immediately let the Sword Spirit Dragon attack the Bat Wing Mourning Dragon Group again, and got a more accurate answer.

There is a huge group of bat-winged dragons, and each bat-winged dragon is exactly the same when it dodges the attack of the sword spirit dragon!

This means that no matter how many Batwing Dead Dragons there are, there is a leader in this group!!

All the other bat-winged dragons were led by this leader!!