Chapter 147: Bloody Fight to Kill the Dragon Clan

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The energy cannonballs fired by the heavy artillery collided with the dragon breath spewed by the monitor lizard wyvern, creating a huge explosion in the sky, like a firework that exploded dozens of meters in size.

A burst of energy bullets shattered the dragon's breath, and wind blades, blood wolf arrows, and light arrows collided with the dragon's breath.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of ionic light ball cannons emitted by the evolved turret behind the silver-rank shield mountain directly smashed a few dragon breaths, hitting the monitor lizard flying dragon in the sky, producing a violent explosion, and the monitor lizard flying dragon with a body size of dozens of meters was directly blown up by the flesh and blood, died instantly, and fell to the ground.

The clouds in the sky of the Bloody Arena began to gather, and an inexplicable force condensed a huge amount of energy, and a trace of wind elements quickly gathered.

In the clouds, a wind tornado tens of meters large slowly condensed and formed, and looming wind blades were mixed in it.

The air flow in the sky of the canyon peak was chaotic in a radius of several hundred meters, and some monitor lizard flying dragons flying in the sky were disturbed by the air flow and could not fly normally, so they hurriedly condensed their energy in their wings, kept their balance, and could not concentrate on launching a dragon breath attack.

Under Lu Yun's control, the wind tornado launched an attack in the sky on the peak of the canyon towards the place where there were many monitor lizard wyverns, and some monitor lizard wyverns hurriedly fled the wind tornado.

"Boom!" "Boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!"

A burst of unintercepted dragon's breath bombarded the canyon, hitting the shield of light, producing a violent explosion, and the energy in the shield dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thousand Armies Shield Array!" "Shield Battle!"

The energy contained in the body of the shield mountain of the silver rank has exploded dozens of times compared to the energy of the bronze rank, and under the bombardment of the dragon's breath, the energy contained in the light shield is rapidly consumed, and it quickly dimmed, and the shield mountain blesses dozens of armor shield soldiers every other breath.

Romance

Equipped with crystal strange stones and carrying water of life and spars, the shield mountain is not afraid of fighting a continuous war of attrition, and the battery behind it has a burst of ionic light ball cannons that continue to occur one after another, hitting the monitor lizard flying dragon.

The special army led by Tang Wen and the monitor lizard flying dragon in the sky fell into a war of attrition.

Tang Wen's special class was protected by the light shield held by the shield soldier to resist the dense dragon breath attack, and it was intact.

On the contrary, the monitor lizard flying dragon in the sky fell one after another under the attack launched by Menglu and Shield Mountain, and fell to the ground.

"Young Master Xia, the Dragon Clan is already at war with that Terran army!"

The Spirit Lord dressed in blue cloth had a pair of eyes emitting a faint blue light, staring at the dragon breath spewed by the monitor lizard flying densely flying in the sky above the peak of the canyon in the distance, and the torrent of firepower fired by the Terran army at the top of the canyon peak, like an apocalyptic scene.

"This dungeon doesn't have what we need, so we don't have to compete for a place!"

Sword eyebrows starry eyes, aura lofty, a pair of deep eyes flashed a trace of strange lines, the white-clothed Xia Xuan stared at the direction of the canyon, and slowly spoke.

"Young Master Xia, this is a good opportunity to become famous, won't our Spirit Clan fight for it?"

The Spirit Clan Lord, dressed in blue cloth, frowned slightly when he heard this, and spoke.

"No need, the things that the Spirit Race needs in this copy are already in our hands, and the basic resources and some items required by the lords of other races have no effect on our Spirit Race!"

Xia Xuan's tone was calm, and he seemed to say to all the spirit clans on the side, mixed with a trace of undoubtedness.

The nearby Spirit Clan lords who closed their eyes and cultivated, communicated in a low voice, and traded resources all put a trace of spiritual power in Xia Xuan's direction, and now when they heard Xia Xuan's words, the movements in their hands paused, and they continued what they had just done casually.

The small mountain where the Spirit Race is located happens to be in the Circle of Death, so there is no need to compete with other race lords for land, and there are no other races nearby who dare to fight this small mountain.

Outside the peak, several lords led armies to fight each other, and it seemed crowded, but none of the lords dared to lead the army to the small peak.

Attila Turan's dragon eyes flashed with a hint of shock, and a look of disbelief appeared on a huge dragon head as she looked at the shield of light that was still intact.

Led more than a thousand dragon dragons whose combat strength reached the bronze rank frantically spewed dragon breath towards the Terran army on the peak of the canyon, and the non-stop dragon breath bombardment lasted for hundreds of breaths, and the light shield withstood at least thousands of dragon breath frontal bombardment, and the light shield was still standing strong.

On the contrary, the heroes of the Terran army shot a lot of monitor lizard dragons.

Attila Turan's expression darkened, and the two sides shot at each other, not daring to guarantee that these shields would be blown up after how many dragon's breath bombardments they withdrew.

Looking at the sky, from time to time, several monitor lizard wyverns were hit by energy attacks and fell down.

Attila Tulan's dragon head gradually became hideous, and the dragon's breath bombardment could not break the light shield, so he engaged in melee combat with these Terran armies, relying on the dragon's strong melee combat power that could break through the limit value of the bronze rank attribute, and the attack power of the outbreak was stronger than the single lethality of the dragon's breath.

"Charge!"

Attila Turan activated her skill, and a dragon roar mixed with energy resounded through the sky.

The dragon lord flying in the sky heard a unique dragon groan, instantly understood the meaning, and hurriedly let out a dragon groan.

"Dragon Soul Enhanced!" "Dragon Soul Soul Claw!" "Dragon Soul Secret Pattern!" "Dragon Soul Speed!"

A dragon chant resounded in the sky, and some monitor lizard wyverns flying wildly to avoid energy attacks and monitor lizard wyverns spitting dragon breath to attack the Terran army stopped moving.

With the blessing of the dragon lord, he swooped towards the peak of the canyon.

When the monitor lizard flying dragon swooping down one after another was still hundreds of meters from the ground, it immediately raised its body and flew towards the top of the canyon peak, and the scene of a monitor lizard with a body size of tens of meters attacking towards the top of the canyon was extremely spectacular.

"Eighteen plum blossoms!" "Eighteen stacks of waves!"

Yan Liang and Wen Chou continued to bless the blood wolf soldiers with a skill, and watched with solemn expressions as the monitor lizard flying dragons attacked towards the top of the canyon.

"Whew!"

Several monitor lizard flying in front of the dragon looked coldly at the Terran soldiers who were close at hand, their eyes flashed a trace of tyranny, and they immediately stretched out their dragon claws to attack the light shield, and the position of the light shield was dimmed by the dragon claw attack.

Yan Liang and Wen Chou immediately rushed out of the light shield and attacked the monitor lizard flying dragon with weapons in hand.

"Crawler, look for death!"

Wen Chou raised the spear and used the energy in his body at great speed, and a stream of energy flowed into the spear, and the spear burst out with a spear more than twenty meters long.

Holding a spear more than 20 meters long, Wen Chou was as fast as lightning, and as soon as he moved, he crossed dozens of meters.