Shan Luo grabbed the two sharp and long dragon teeth under the tyrant with both hands, one person and one dragon began to wrestle, with his strength of nearly 120,000, he could not completely defeat the tyrant, he only felt an unshakable force pressing from the red dragon in front of him, making him tremble.

"Groan—"

Qing Qi also has a twenty-meter-long black dragon entangled together, in front of the dragons, Qing Qi's fifteen-meter-long body also looks petite, but fortunately it has a shadow dream standing on its head, a demon and a dragon cooperate well, the shadow glass dream palms continue to shoot out, one by one big black palms continue to shoot out, shaking the space.

"Get out!"

Shan Luo burst into a shout, the muscles all over his body bulged suddenly, he grabbed the fangs of the Baxia with both hands and rotated them with his feet as the center, and the golden and bloody two-color Wen Qi continued to overflow, but the power of the Baxia was too strong, and he only rotated half a circle before getting out of his hands.

Single-handedly threw out a black dragon nearly forty meters long, at this moment he was as powerful as a god of war, and Shura, who was slowly getting up from the pit, was dumbfounded.

Focusing on speed, he couldn't understand how terrifying the power of Solo Luo was, he knew the power of the overlord, and he felt almost falling apart when he was hit by its dragon claw before, he really didn't dare to imagine what kind of horror it would be if he attacked with all his might!

Hundreds of meters away in the air, Li Meng also witnessed the picture of Shan Luo throwing the nearly forty-meter-long red dragon out, and his eyelids jumped wildly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a longing in his heart.

If the fall of the same demon son can be so strong, will he be able to do so in the future?

For a moment, his ambitions began to swell!

"Half-demon, your strength is still not enough!"

The tyrant opened his mouth and roared. Fishy wind wafted out of its mouth, and sound waves gusted. The long hair that blew dozens of meters away floated up, and the next moment he snorted coldly. Rushing towards Baxia again, at this moment, two red dragons more than thirty meters long flew to Baxia's side, and immediately made him stop.

Three hell-level dragons!

Rao is Danluo couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, he could feel that these three dragons were stronger than the Spirit Clan Red Maple he encountered that day, obviously they were all extremely close to 100,000 combat power, and maybe even stronger.

After glancing at the Spirit Dang and the others, he found that everyone was also fighting hard, and everyone basically had to face more than a dozen giant dragons at the same time. Equivalent to more than a dozen kings!

"Groan—"

A high-pitched, noble dragon roar sounded, instantly attracting the attention of all dragons, only to see a six-clawed golden dragon hovering high in the sky, and the golden scale armor looked extremely shining in the sun.

All the dragons were shocked, and the overlord even exclaimed: "Imperial Dragon! ”

The dragons stopped attacking one after another, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, even though they had an average of 40,000 combat power, it was still extremely difficult to fight with a group of dragons, and they could only defend and dodge. It's hard to attack!

"Wait for the dragons, don't surrender yet!"

The golden kite roared, and the voice was no longer delicate, but full of the emperor's domineering. Transformed into a dragon, she is now the dragon king!

The words fell, and suddenly the scene fell into silence, and Shura, who was standing on the ground, wanted to escape. But he couldn't fly at all when he was exhausted, and what made him even more sad was that the system reminded him that he was in a special scene. Unable to exit, he had to quietly hide behind a boulder.

The scarred faucet looked very hideous at this time. His eyes were full of murderous aura, and he seemed to be hesitating about something.

"This tyrant is the Western Regions Dragon Clan's Hundred Hao Dragons, although the ranking is extremely low, but it should not be underestimated, its combat power is at least 100,000, and now that the Dragon King is not there, I am afraid that all the Hao Dragons have their own ghosts......"

When everyone gathered together, Qing Qi whispered, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and everyone naturally understood the meaning of his words.

I'm afraid that the overlord also wants to be the dragon king!

Sure enough, Baxia stared at the golden kite and said coldly: "Hmph! I only recognize Your Majesty, your little doll is not qualified enough for me to surrender! ”

"Bold! You ......" Before the golden kite finished speaking, the overlord interrupted her: "Little ones, give this king and swallow them!" ”

As the words fell, hundreds of giant dragons twisted their bodies and flew towards Shan Luo and the others, in the sky and on the ground, from all angles, so that everyone had nowhere to hide.

"Roar!"

Shan Luo burst into a shout, and the qi in his body quickly poured into his spine, and almost instantly, his body began to expand rapidly, and black scale armor crawled all over his body.

"Boom-"

Dozens of giant dragons collided together, and everyone exploded in unison, and all kinds of qi exploded, and the smoke covered everyone's figures in an instant.

Seeing that Shura and Li Meng were nervous, could it be that the Fallen and Dawn high-level were buried in the dragons like this?

If this is the case, I am afraid that the dawn that led the storm will disappear, and even the fallen world number one will be displaced!

However, at this moment, a terrifying dragon groan came out of the smoke, the sound was more domineering than the golden kite, full of violent momentum, it seemed that a demon dragon was entrenched in it, which made people shudder.

Baxia was even more excited, it felt a strong dangerous aura was greatly enhanced in the smoke, and the other dragons felt it more profoundly, and the coercion on the bloodline rank pressed all the dragons to retreat, and Shura and Li Meng were all shocked.

Black Yuan Thunder Dragon!

Since the first battle of the Dragon Peak, the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon has been completely popular, all players know that the Fallen can be transformed into a dragon, and the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon is currently recognized by players as the most domineering dragon, more domineering than the BOSS, and it is transformed by the player, which can set off a transformation frenzy, and countless players are looking for a transformation method that can be like a fall.

A black dragon tail swept out of the smoke, the blood-red hair was like a flame, and then it was scattered by something, and the domineering black yuan thunder dragon showed his hideous form, his body of more than forty meters wrapped everyone, and Qing abandoned in his arms like a young dragon.

"Want to be king? This king is the dragon king! ”

The Black Yuan Thunder Dragon roared, and the dragon's groan shook the sky, and the wind and clouds moved, startling all the dragons to retreat one after another, even the tyrant did not dare to touch its edge.

"What the hell is this dragon sacred, it is so terrifying!"

Baxia thought in horror that in fact, it was about the same as Shan Luo's combat power, but Shan Luo's meteorite was the king, and he was domineering as a king, which was not comparable to an ordinary dragon like it.

"Boss! Extinguish it! ”

The Spirit Dang shouted majestically, and the others all looked up at Shan Luo with excitement on their faces, they had a blind trust in their hearts for the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon, and this trust was generated when the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon was born to tear the dragon.

How terrifying the dragon was at the beginning, it wasn't that he was dying by the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon, even the Spirit Clan he met a few days ago, a full three hell-level statues died tragically in the claws of the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon.

"Surrender! Or death! ”

Shan Luo stared at the overlord with blood-red eyes and said, his tone was extremely strong, and the dragons lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

What a spectacular picture of the Hundred Dragons Pilgrimage! (To be continued......)