Chapter 339: The Return of the King

"Dragons? Sword Gate Master, you probably heard it wrong, right? ”

"How could I have misheard? Just now, it was definitely a dragon chant, and there could be no mistake. ”

The master of the Sword Sect said with a serious expression.

"Could it be that the other party's magic array is to summon dragons out?"

"Probably not, I heard that the country has recently created a new type of magic dragon through genetic cultivation and the genes of ancient dinosaurs. They burned magic on these magic dragons, and they could achieve the purpose of summoning by using the blood of monks above the innate level and sacrificing living people, could it be that they really did it? ”

After speaking, the sound of the dragon's groan in the magic array became stronger and stronger, and listening to the sound, it seemed that there was more than one head.

As the roar became more and more intense and powerful, the ground seemed to slowly begin to tremble, as if the other end of the magic array, a group of fierce beasts, was rapidly impacting over.

The blood on the magic array was trembling and shaking, and the small river of blood gathered was constantly trembling on the edge of the river, and the blood was rippling, which looked like it made people shudder!

Suddenly, at this moment, the entire magic array suddenly burst into red light!

A group of winged wyverns that look like those in Western mythology emerge from the magic array.

"Roaring ——!"

The roar, deafening, and terrifying.

Looking closely, those magic dragons have a body nearly three stories high, their bodies look like Tyrannosaurus rex, and their wings are like pterosaurs, their wings are open, and their bodies are at least twenty meters wide!

"What the hell is this?"

"Don't be careless, although this magic dragon looks strange and looks like a dinosaur, they are a real spirit beast level. Coupled with that huge body and strong defense, their strength is at least equivalent to the early stage of Yudan. ”

"The early days of Yudan?"

Everyone looked at each other.

That magic dragon is already a little intimidating just because of its size, and it still has the strength of the early stage of the Yudan, who can beat this special one?

At the moment when people were shocked, dozens of magic dragons came out of that magic array one after another, and the number was still increasing!

"How is that possible? How can there be so many magic dragons? ”

"Damn, it's supposed to be that magic array, which summons magic dragons through sacrifices. Kill at least ten Innate Monks and summon a magic dragon! ”

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but be half cold.

Ten innate monks, summoning a magic dragon, then just now, they sacrificed at least 10,000 innate monks, doesn't that mean that the magic array opposite will drill out at least a thousand magic dragons?

A thousand! That's the existence of a thousand early days!

"The grass must be joking with us, right?"

A monk with an ugly smile on his face, he was on the verge of despair.

Everyone knows what concept is equivalent to the early stage of a thousand knots? That's enough to easily turn the tide of the battle.

"Roar!"

At this moment when everyone was in a daze, thousands of magic dragons had already hovered in the sky!

The magic dragon in the sky even made some people desperately lose the flying sword of their mobile phone and give up resisting!

"What are you doing? Cheer me up, the more scared I am, the more I'll die! Hurry up and get ready, the battle has begun, fight against the water, for the dignity of Huaxia! Kill! ”

Long Jiu let out a loud shout, and his voice was blessed with true qi, forcibly waking everyone up.

"That's right, it's all come to this point, and there is no way back if you want to retreat."

"Unexpectedly, the descendants of the dragon will also have a day to kill the dragon!"

"They're not dragons, they're just a bunch of miscellaneous brands!"

"Hurry up and prepare, all the disciples of the Ling Tian Battle Sect have put the attack formation in place, and the other sects will go down to the city wall and start a white-knuckle battle, they must not be allowed to rush up to the city wall!"

The master of the Sword Sect quickly issued an order, and his order was indeed the most appropriate.

Only the attack formation of the Ling Tian War Sect could resist such a large-scale magic dragon legion, and they must hold the line under the city wall, so that the alliance forces of all countries cannot come to the city wall and destroy the Ling Tian War Sect's disciples to use the attack formation.

The battle soon began, and the Magic Dragon Legion roared and rushed towards the city wall, and the troops of the alliance of the nations also attacked at the same time.

"Kill ——!"

The killing shouts shook the sky, and the overwhelming momentum made the clouds above the nine heavens scattered.

The sun was reflected in the scarlet color, and the ground was already full of blood, and people were dripping with knee-high blood, pounding together.

Boom!

There was an explosion, the two sides fought, and under one look, those weak cultivators were sent to the sky on the spot, whether it was the people of the alliance of the countries or the Chinese people, but whoever flew to the sky was immediately scrambled for food by the magic dragon in the sky!

"Don't use the flying spell, don't go to the sky!"

People are crushed to the ground and beaten, and the magic dragon is able to spray elemental power.

Fire, Ice, Lightning...... All kinds of energy, shining in all kinds of colors, reflecting all forms of explosions!

Collapse explosions, burst explosions, shrinkage explosions, .......

The lives of Huaxia cultivators were torn apart in the flames of war! One after another, cultivators who have gone forward and succeeded each other are defending the dignity of China with their lives.

They are using their lives to tell these barbarians that the dignity of China is inviolable!

When one person dies, the other immediately replaces him.

This is true on the ground, and it is also true on the walls!

If one person dies, another disciple of the Ling Tian Battle Sect will immediately replace him.

When a magic dragon rushed to the city wall, it wanted to open its bloody mouth and devour the disciples of the Ling Tian War Sect. The disciple sneered:

"Miscellaneous, go die!"

Then, he directly used his life to detonate the formation he controlled, and the violent explosion directly devoured him and half of the magic dragon's body.

The body of half a magic dragon fell weakly to the ground, letting out a loud bang.

The people were encouraged and cheered.

Then, the second, third, and fourth ......, more and more disciples of the Ling Tian Battle Sect followed the example of the previous ones.

In the face of the righteousness of the motherland, no one will retreat because of fear!

The blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang and the blood of the descendants of the dragon are undoubtedly revealed at this moment!

But this battle is too explosive!

Every minute, someone is sacrificing and someone is dying.

Long Jiu's eyes were full of tears, and after killing an ability, he looked up to the sky and roared:

"Ling Fei! Come back soon! ”

This vacancy allowed a Dan-level powerhouse on the opposite side to seize the opportunity, and his face showed a touch of hideousness.

"Die!"

Long Wu's face in the distance changed drastically.

"Ninth Sister!"

Long Jiu was stunned, wanting to resist, but it was too late, she smiled miserably and slowly closed her eyes.

"This time...... Are you going to die? ”

At this moment, for some reason, in her mind, the face of the big boy was reflected.

Just as she was about to completely close her eyes and prepare to accept her fate, a slender hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed the big knife of the supernatural person!

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