The ancient city of the lizard dragon tribe.

The Great Elder Jin Wushu stood at the head of the city, looking at the wilderness and hills in the distance, and the sense of ominousness in his heart became more and more intense.

Yesterday, they were attacked by the Wild Monsters again.

In just three or four days, more than half of the warriors of the Dragonman Clan had lost.

"I heard that the Greenskins Demon Clan has also suffered a similar situation. ”

The second elder Jin Guduo looked solemn and said, "In the entire dragon human world, only the lowly barbarians of the Baiyue tribe have not been affected, maybe this time it is the conspiracy of this group of barbarians." ”

"Impossible. ”

The Great Elder Jin Guduo was puzzled and said, "The strength of the White Moon Barbarians has weakened so much, the emerald fruit trees they rely on for survival are withering in patches, and they are almost starving to death in the city, how can they have such ability?"

"Look, what's that?"

At the head of the city, a leader of the dragon warriors pointed into the distance.

I saw a team of 400 people on the wilderness horizon, galloping wildly, approaching the ancient city of the dragon people.

"It's the White Moon Barbarian. ”

The Second Elder was shocked and said, "How dare they go out of the ancient city? Are they crazy? They didn't even bury themselves in the mouth of the Wilderness Monster?"

The Great Elder's face changed slightly, and he said, "The situation is not right, ring the bell and prepare for battle." ”

DUANG-DUANG-DUANG！！

The melodious and piercing bell rang in the ancient city of the dragon people.

One by one, the warriors of the dragon people gathered for the first time, and under the leadership of the leader, they came to the city.

In the blink of an eye, the people of the White Moon Tribe had reached three hundred meters below the city.

The Great Elder Jin Wushu stood proudly at the head of the city, his eyes were like electricity, he glanced around, and his eyes finally fell on the burly and tall old man at the front of the team, sneered, and asked: "Bai Haichao, you have dry bones in this mound, and you don't shrink in the ancient city of Baiyue to survive, but you dare to bring people to attack my dragon human race?"

Under the city.

Bai Haichao took a deep breath.

"Jin Wushu, you are not worthy of talking to me and letting Jin Zongze come out and die. ”

He ran the White Moon Technique, his body swelled like a giant spirit, and his bulging muscles seemed to be poured with black molten iron, and in an instant, he turned into a small giant six meters tall.

This is the secret technique of the White Moon Tribe's town clan [White Moon Change].

"Hehe, Bai Haichao, you're dizzy. ”

The Great Elder of the Dragon Human Clan, Jin Wushu, sneered and said, "Don't think that my Dragon Human Clan has suffered from the Wilderness Monsters and has lost a little, so I will let you Baiyue Barbarian take care of it, you don't know whether you are going to provoke you alive or dead, and I will destroy you today...... Kill. ”

He waved his hand.

Woohoo~!

The sound of javelins breaking through the air rang out.

Pale silver javelins swept through the void and descended towards the warriors of the White Moon Tribe.

Bai Haichao looked up to the sky and laughed.

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

The fist marks visible to the naked eye instantly broke through the air and expanded.

This middle-aged man who was like a simple old farmer, the terrifying power that erupted at this moment made Lin Beichen tremble.

He is worthy of being the chief of the White Moon Tribe.

Rumble!

Countless javelins were directly smashed into the air by this terrifying fist.

"For the sake of the tribe. ”

Bai Haichao shouted: "Kill, take revenge." ”

"Kill. ”

"Revenge. ”

"For the sake of the tribe. ”

The powerhouses of the White Moon Tribe, at this moment, completely urged their bodies, like a tiger that had been dormant for a long time, revealing its sharp claws and hideous fangs, and rushed towards the ancient city of the Dragon Human Clan.

"Look for death. ”

The golden vulture leaped and jumped down from the city.

The person was in mid-air, and the silver javelin [Dragon's Tooth Divine Spear] was already in his hand.

"Kill. ”

A shot was stabbed, as fast as thunder, and it went straight to the white sea tide.

"Well done. ”

Bai Haichao waved a big stick bone that was as bright as jade and greeted him.

Rumble!

The two powerhouses clashed, and the terrifying power shock wave, like an earthquake, instantly collapsed the gravel and dwarf grass on the ground, turning into powder and floating in the air.

Similar battles broke out at the same time in an instant under the city.

But soon, the screams from the side made the Great Elder Golden Vulture feel terrible.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the second elder Jin Guduo, who was directly besieged by the two elders of the White Moon Tribe, had a flaw, and if he was not careful, he was smashed by a big stick and bone and shattered the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

"Second ......"

The Golden Vulture was torn apart.

The same screams rang out over and over again.

One by one, the celestial-level powerhouses of the dragon race fell.

The situation is almost one-sided.

"Ah, why is that?"

The Great Elder was frightened.

He fell into a bitter battle with Bai Haichao, barely supported it, staggered back, and shouted in disbelief: "You White Moon Tribe, when did you have so many masters? No, White Rock, White Cliff, when did you become a fifth-level celestial?"

From the very beginning, the situation overturned the Great Elder's prediction.

"Retreat, retreat......"

"Go and ask the patriarch!"

A chaotic roar exploded through the retreating group of Dragonman warriors.

They had never encountered such a setback, and they were instantly stunned.

And the warriors of the White Moon Tribe, driven by countless years of hatred and burning with the anger of revenge, burst out with one hundred and twenty percent combat power.

"Retreat, retreat. ”

The Golden Vulture had the [Dragon Tooth Divine Spear] in his hand, barely keeping himself, and kept retreating.

Careless.

I knew that this was the case, and I shouldn't have gone out of the city to fight.

Now if you want to retreat and defend the city wall, there is no chance.

Soon, the warriors of the White Moon tribe attacked the city wall.

The killing continues.

The Dragonmen were defeated and there was no room for resistance.

Although the number of their warriors is no less than that of the White Moon tribe, they are qualitatively different

It's too big, with three fifth-level celestials killed in battle, and more than a dozen fourth-level celestials falling, the decline is even more irreversible.

"Kill, avenge the ancestors. ”

"Chickens and dogs don't stay. ”

The elders of the White Moon Tribe roared with tears in their eyes.

They once took pity on the lizard dragons, and once helped them in exchange for betrayal and killing, the shame of almost exterminating the clan, and the blood and tears of countless clansmen.

Now, mercy is gone.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood.

Screams came from everywhere.

One by one, the lizard dragonmen fell.

Lin Beichen controlled the flying sword, carrying Bai Xiaoxiao, overlooking the battle situation in mid-air.

He held a wooden longbow in his hand, and kept bending it and firing arrows.

Arrows burst into the air.

One by one, the lizard dragonmen warriors were shot and fell.

This bow was snatched from the marksman Park Bucheng when he broke the Aurora Empire's embassy.

Lin Beichen was condescending, and once he saw that a warrior of the White Moon Tribe was in danger, he immediately opened his bow and sniped.

In less than half an hour, the Lizard Dragon Terran was defeated on all fronts.

In the end, the remaining about three or four hundred people gathered outside the Dragon Man Temple, and under the leadership of the Great Elder Jin Wushu, they rushed to the death and resisted stubbornly!

"Patriarch, why is the patriarch still in retreat?"

"Patriarch, save us. ”

"Patriarch, the dragonman tribe has fallen, show up quickly. ”

In despair, the strong man of the lizard dragon tribe shouted and roared in grief.

Their patriarch, the number one powerhouse of the tribe, Jin Zongze, who was attacking the sixth-level Heaven and Man Realm, had been closed in the Dragon Man Temple behind him for a whole year, and he had not yet appeared.

This is the last hope of the lizard dragons.

"Patriarch, show up quickly. ”

The Great Elder Jin Wushu cried out in grief.

But the miracle didn't happen.

In the end, the big stick bone of Bai Haichao, the chief of the White Moon, shattered the body of the Golden Vulture.

And all the strong men and warriors of the dragon people were also slaughtered.

The lizard-draconian tribe, dead.

"Open the temple and destroy the statue of the dragonman. ”

Bai Haichao trembled with excitement, and with an order, the Dragonman Temple in front of him was destroyed.

Just like when the Lizard Dragon Race destroyed the White Moon Tribe's Lord Temple of the Ruins Realm.

"Everyone, be careful, Kim Jong-taek's old thing, retreat inside......"

An elder reminded loudly.

Eventually, the temple collapsed.

A practice chamber was excavated and located beneath the temple.

"Open the stone door. ”

Bai Haichao and the others were extremely vigilant and prepared for a big battle.

Thundered!

The stone door opened slowly.

One by one, their eyes looked towards the stone gate.

At this glance, everyone was stunned.

How so?