The black dragon was like an unshakable mountain, and the moment it surfaced, the surrounding supernatural beings showed their magical powers, and the blades in their hands turned into boundless nets and shrouded towards the black mountain.

The black dragon lifted its head.

He was covered in black scales, and his eyes were covered with black mist, except for the horns on his head.

In the face of attacks from all directions, the black dragon stood still, and even a mocking smile appeared on its face.

At this moment, there was a dragon roar, and the attacking blades seemed to have met an invisible barrier, and they suddenly fell to the ground.

The demonic energy swept everyone like a boundless wave.

The true dragon that was born and raised by the earth has always had an oppressive power on all the abilities, and when such a demonic power spreads out, there are almost no people around who are not affected.

Only Yu Keqiu held the sword in his hand, walked into the air, and slashed down fiercely.

The black dragon raised his head, a pair of huge dragon eyes flashing with a sneering look.

It waited quietly for this insignificant sword light to slash down, and stubbornly resisted it with dragon scales.

The sword slashed at its scales, making a tooth-aching sound, but it didn't leave a trace on them.

The black dragon looked at him, opening its huge mouth and making a sound similar to laughter.

The sound reverberated between the heavens and the earth, boundless.

The faces of the Adepts changed dramatically.

They had thought that there might be a chance of victory if there were more people, but no one thought that this dragon that had devoured the malicious faith of thousands of people would have such strength.

Yu Keqiu slashed his sword and immediately retreated to the shore.

He looked at the black dragon in the lake with a deep face.

As a half-dragon, although he was not affected by its demonic aura, he could sense how powerful it really was.

Its demonic aura is like the boundless sea, and all the demonic power of these supernatural beings standing on the shore adds up to an insignificant stream.

Hard fight can't be spelled.

Yu Keqiu took two steps back and retreated to the white cat.

The dragon in the lake seemed to sense, and the huge dragon head turned around, and a pair of golden vertical pupils with black mist looked at the people and cats on the shore.

This person has its breath, and it can sense that this is the son he left behind in the mortal world.

And the cat next to him......

The dragon roared.

The cat's fur exploded and walked in front of Yu Keqiu, as if to block the dragon's sight.

The dragon looked at her.

As an ancient demon clan, others only felt that the demonic aura on this cat was weak, but the dragon could sense that all the people on the shore combined might not be as difficult to deal with as this seemingly harmless cat.

True dragons have died and been reborn from generation to generation, although each true dragon is different, but just like the demon clan has a bloodline inheritance, many demons know the cultivation method of their race as soon as they are born, and there is also a subtle sense between the true dragons.

In the battle of Wangshui River that year, although Bai Yi, the nine-life cat, was beheaded by the real dragon on the Wangshui River, but not long after the true dragon that killed Bai Yi, it gradually died out when it should not have died.

None of the ancient beasts were easy to provoke.

Looking at the cat at this time, the dragon felt a faint pain.

It's a little jealous.

The head of the headquarters of the Ability Management Division is the highly respected Golden Dragon, and at this time he has finally turned into a prototype.

He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Behind him is home!" Ladies and gentlemen, if you let this dragon go today, your family and country will die! ”