The black dragon spirit smashed through the flower hall and flew into the rain.

Lightning wrapped around its pitch-black scales, and it flew between the clouds like a fish returning to the bottom of the ocean.

Dark clouds rolled rapidly under the dark sky, and thunder continued.

The wind is stronger, the rain is stronger.

In the wind and rain, there was a faint mixture of people's screams.

- Dragon!

- A Black Dragon!!

- A black dragon flew out of the palace!

The black dragon seemed to hear their voices, and turned back and swooped down from the clouds, its eyes condensed with something darker than the night.

The lowly, cowardly, and stupid beings do not deserve to live, and over the years it has given them enough kindness.

Now, it's time to wrap up.

When he opened his mouth, the mountains shook, and the rain from the sky poured into King Zhen's mansion as if it were pouring in.

The screams from the depths of the palace were drowned in the rain, and in just a few moments, the water on the ground accumulated more than a foot deep.

The black dragon weaved through the clouds, using its body to whip up a gust of wind.

It rushed down with the gust of wind, and the whole Zhenwang Mansion was like a big kite that was about to be blown into the sky, and the houses, and trees all made a terrifying creaking sound.

Countless potted water tanks and other things were swept into the air by a pair of invisible big hands, and with the power that could destroy the world, it circled in the sky, and smashed towards King Zhen's Mansion again.

The palace was either destroyed by torrential rain or hurricanes.

Not to mention the cowardly and useless mortals in the palace.

"What a beast!"

The girl stood in the wreckage of the flower hall without a roof, looking up at the dragon spirit with teeth and claws in the night sky.

The rain washed her face and merged into a stream at her jaw, and two dazzling flames lit up in her eyes.

A glowing white bone flew out of her sleeve.

The deep sound of whining is like the sacred voice of the gods from ancient times.

The black dragon that was flying wantonly in mid-air stiffened for a moment, and the raging wind and rain also weakened.

The white bone xun swirled in the wind and rain, light and free, completely undisturbed by the power of wind and rain.

Under the dark clouds, that little bit of light looked so bright, like a weak and undying hope, clear and firm.

The girl flicked her sleeves and stood firmly in the wind and rain like a mountain.

Her expression was calm and calm, and she instructed the little golden dragon in front of her, "I will first use the formation to trap it in the Zhenwang Mansion, and then I will try my best to summon the real dragon spirit to awaken, and then I will begin to purify the evil qi on its body." ”

"But this dragon has been in evil for many years, and the demon heart is already very strong, but I am afraid that it will not be easy to shake, and it will be a tough battle."

"When I do this, you sweep around and don't let others interfere with me. If I hadn't called you, don't meddle! ”

"Got it!" The little golden dragon flew up and down in the wind and rain, and a pair of ruby-like eyes sparkled.

Mu Sensen curled the corners of his mouth, couldn't help but like it in his heart, and touched its head.

The little golden dragon flew over and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

Look, they are all dragons, why are people so golden and attractive, how can you know how to fight and kill?

No worries!

After complaining, Mu Sensen's expression was straight, and his left foot pointed to the ground, "I'll start!" ”

"Come on!" The little golden dragon cheered for her in the wind and rain.