(Maybe many book friends didn't pay attention, the first few chapters were blocked.) There is no way to write about Chang'an City in detail, and the general environment does not allow this. Not to mention the scorched earth plan, which involves multiple regional cities, and now it looks like writing it is also a shield. I can't help it, that's the policy. This chapter has to be revised many times, and I don't know if it will be published. Recently, the state has been poor, the plot is sensitive, and if you don't do it well, you will be wiped out...... So, try to keep the plot as concise as possible, I hope to understand. ）

Scarlet eyes, full of anger staring at the devastation, the immortal demon fire affected his mind, making him fierce and violent, but it did not change its duty as a Chinese totem.

This is the provocation of the Ten Thousand Demon Soldier Forest against him, a well-planned disaster. And he will pour out his anger to defend his dignity as a dragon king.

The root tendrils spread so wide that it was almost impossible with a pair of iron fists alone.

At this moment, he has only one choice.

Transform into a dragon body, thoroughly cleanse the city with great wrath, scrape bones and cure poison.

He did not hesitate to urge the dragon qi, and the dragon qi mixed with the immortal demon fire instantly burst out from the dragon trick bead, spreading to every inch of the body's muscles, blood vessels, skin, and hair.

In the dome sky, there was a sudden earth-shattering thunder.

Layers of black clouds shrouded it, countless twists and turns of lightning tore through the sky one after another, shining with electric light, constantly shining, thunderbolts all over the sky, intertwined into a dense power grid, tearing the clouds apart.

Thunder and lightning are rolling in.

The sky is falling apart, and the earth is endless.

The black-pressed crowd looked at the terrifying celestial phenomena with frightened eyes, as well as the black-armored colossus standing on the ruins, and at that moment it seemed that the heavens and the earth were about to collapse, and they were terrified.

Then they saw a scene they will never forget.

A purple-black electric fire in the black cloud vortex was thick and winding. Shocking, it slashed down abruptly, linking the sky and the earth, and fell on the body of the black-armored colossus.

The pitch-black bone carapace, purple and black electric light spread over it.

The wind swept through the gravel and converged from all directions, and a low chirp that seemed to come from eternity sounded, even drowning out the rumbling thunder.

In front of everyone's eyes, the black-armored colossus suddenly blurred, drawing out a black dragon, rising from the ground, dragging the blazing purple flames.

The dense crowd of people was silent for a moment.

Then a shout erupted:

"Oh my God! Black Dragon! That's a Dragon!"

"The Dragon Lord is here to save us!"

Blue, yellow, red, white and black are five colors, and the north is black, this pitch-black dragon, symbolizing the northern dragon, did not cause panic. The civilians, who had fallen into despair, suddenly became ecstatic, and in the most direct and ancient way, bowed their heads, expressing the most sincere and undisguised gratitude in their hearts.

The godly people fell to their knees and bowed down with hope. On Suzaku Street, where the roots are raging, purple and black juice seeps everywhere and converges into streams, dense like spider webs.

Buildings collapsed, trees withered, and the remains of cats and dogs were shocking. Rao is so, the brave warriors, still pouring ammunition on the periphery, resisting in vain.

On the periphery of Suzaku Street, fire dragons burned, organizing the last line of defense.

"Hold on, hold on! Air support is coming soon, air support is coming soon!"

The army was badly attritional, ammunition was stretched thin, and the defensive line was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering bang.

This was followed by a crackling click.

The earth was torn apart without warning, and at this moment, an exclamation was heard: "Help, help!" An entire company of unsuspecting soldiers fell into the crack and was instantly swallowed by the purple juice.

In the crack, a huge root that had never been seen before was like a drill plowing deep ravine. Commander-in-Chief Duan Shoujiang's face suddenly turned pale, and this root pierced vertically, tearing open the defense line in an instant!

The scariest thing happened.

The creepy purple juice, rushing and roaring, like a river of rage, quickly penetrated the defense line, violently splattered outward, corroded.

And right ahead, hundreds of thousands of civilians have not yet been evacuated.

It's over, it's all over.

Everyone looked at the rift in horror, overwhelmed and full of despair.

"Chief, retreat. ”

"Fuck your stinky fart!"

Duan Shoujiang roared sharply, his eyes suddenly fell on the monitoring screen, he was stunned for a moment, and said in ecstasy: "Resist, resist me." It's going to be saved right away!"

In the middle of the screen, a black dragon with thunderbolts and lightning snaked towards it.

Lu Zheng, who had transformed into a dragon body, was affected by the Immortal Demon Fire, and was no longer gorgeous gold, but a deep and suffocating pitch black. A pair of dragon eyes shone red, looking down on the earth, discerning the situation on the ground.

The root has absorbed too many unjust souls, spreads extremely widely, and has a certain ability to recover. Lu Zheng did not recklessly use great anger, he had to figure out the center of the roots and hit the key points directly, so as to get twice the result with half the effort.

The huge black dragon roamed over the city with thunder, carefully surveying the ground.

The substation in the central area is the most corroded, and dozens of towering tree-like roots stand in the ruins, entangled with each other, forming the shape of a bird's nest, beating violently like a heart, as if giving birth to terrifying monsters.

The substation is surrounded by filthy rivers that seem to be transporting and nourishing the nest like capillaries. Lu Zheng looked down at the earth and made a decision in his heart.

Meandering into the sky, Lu Zheng used the great anger that had been stored up all over his body for a long time, driving the turbulent torrent around him, pulling a huge cone-shaped wave, like a sharp sword, sprinting towards the lair.

The wind swept up in an instant, covering the sky and the earth, and the black clouds rolled, but when I saw the thunderbolt, it rumbled, like a golden drum beating in unison, tearing through the sky.

Duan Shoujiang of the command center, his hands clenched into fists, his teeth clenched, and he watched this scene for a moment.

He is the military leader of this special incident, but he can only watch the dam burst and hundreds of thousands of people will suffer greatly, which will be the guilt of his life.

"Chief. Chief, look!"

The guards next to him suddenly screamed. Pointing at the black dragon falling from the sky, there was a long scattered flame trail behind it, and lightning flashed in the sky, sprinting one after another.

The officers and soldiers and staff of the city, as well as the civilians gathered in the city, all looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Boom.

The monstrous dragon's head spewed out a stream of flames, splashing a flower of flame thirty or forty meters high, and bombarded the root nest heavily.

The nest of roots and whiskers is visibly eliminated by the naked eye, from top to bottom, cracking open cobweb-like gaps, and the purple juice evaporates into a rushing air current.

Duan Shoujiang's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was full of horror and inexplicability. An inexplicable sense of awe arose.

However, the nest did not collapse as everyone thought.

Beneath that nest is the foundation of the Divine Tree, which has already accumulated enough terrifying power to be shattered so easily.

The flames dissipated, the ground began to crack, and dozens of dancing roots burst through the ground.

Lu Zheng sensed the evil pressure, and seemed to have the power to bring the dead back to life, even if he destroyed the roots in front of him, more roots still grew.

However, he was not discouraged.

Climbing high into the air again, the Great Wrath was running again, spitting out continuously.

The roots disappear again and grow again.

Third breath ......

Fourth breath......

A dull thunderclap resounded throughout the city, and all those who witnessed it were so surprised that their tongues knotted and they couldn't say a word. Everyone clenched their fists and began to pray in their hearts, no matter what kind of strength it was, that it would succeed.

However, after the fourth breath, the roots became more and more vigorous.

Above the sky, the black dragon snaked and undulated, and these four full exhalations almost consumed the great wrath, but there was no effect in sight.

This made Lu Zheng feel frustrated. (To be continued.) )