"Brother, it's much better...... I, I want to go back to breastfeeding Xiaobao. "The white tiger has drunk a lot of Zhantian's dragon blood, and he is already at the eighth level of the source body, and the genes in it are so perverted. But the white tiger was very keenly aware of the scorching masculine aura of Zhan Tian, and was embarrassed to avoid it.

Zhan Tian nodded a little embarrassedly and watched the white tiger flee. He found that the breath of the real dragon seemed to make his body more eager for the opposite sex, which was probably the reason for the true nature of the dragon clan. Just now, he even had evil thoughts about the white tiger that had not yet transformed.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhan Tian secretly hid his figure and looked at the battlefield, on the side of the human race, there was a handsome and tall blonde middle-aged man, riding on a red-haired lion like a flame, holding the reins in one hand, holding a sword in the other, and his eyes were fixed on the blonde young man who looked a little like him.

The blonde young man was fighting with Bai Lan, a great swordsman, with a higher level than his opponent, and he was close, for Bai Lan, who was good at magic attacks, he was completely being played. The blonde youth's big sword, which was very cheap, attacked Bai Lan's sensitive parts from time to time.

At this time, Bai Lan was already out of breath, she no longer had the energy to release the attack spell, the white long skirt had been turned into a short skirt, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed. Try to avoid attacks, and from time to time steal to unleash a few recovery spells on yourself.

As if feeling the familiar masculine aura of Zhan Tian, Bai Lan's movements froze, and the blonde youth's big sword stabbed and stabbed off one of her hand sleeves, and the pale yellow belly pocket was faintly visible.

The blonde young man smiled lewdly, he enjoyed this kind of much-anticipated, cat-and-mouse game, if he wanted to kill Bai Lan, he would have already done it the moment he got close. It's a pity that the old man fell in love with this beauty, so he could only vent his dissatisfaction with this perverted attack. I have to say that the effect is really good, the old man has already agreed, and when he goes back, he will give himself the position of commander of the escort army, and let himself continue to perform well......

"Brother, let's go, the farther away you go with the white tiger, the better......"

"Sister, you call me brother, how can I be willing to let you leave a humiliated ......" Regarding this kind of perverted and humiliating psychology of the noble son, Zhan Tian has long understood it from the memories of countless remnant souls.

"Brother, you go quickly, you are not his opponent, he is a great swordsman at the peak of the thirty-first level, and if he has strength in the future, he will just avenge his sister......"

Thirty-one peak, Zhan Tian touched his nose, but unfortunately the true dragon breath has only been used many times at present, ten times to double the attack, one hundred times to increase the tenfold attack, and it only adds up to twenty times the attack, if you use it a thousand times and increase the attack a hundred times, you can cross a big realm. If it is 100,000 times, two great realms, 10 million times, wouldn't it be possible to cross three great realms? Zhan Tian silently calculated in his heart, it seemed that he would have to work hard to cultivate in the future, and he didn't know if this skill could be fused with Fengtian......

Zhan Tian didn't leave, Bai Lan communicated with him, and under the distraction, the other sleeve was also cut off, and the eyes of the golden retriever were getting hotter and hotter. The knee-length skirt seems to be shorter.

Zhan Tian was calculating the best time to sneak attack, as for the result, he didn't care about it, Bai Lan was very beautiful, and he had an urge to want to conquer, if he couldn't kill this golden retriever youth, then he would leave a knot in his heart.

Finally, the golden retriever slashed down with a sword, with a graceful arc and glowing eyes, he successfully cut off Bai Lan's short skirt again. He could already see his thighs, which were soft and white, making him breathe rapidly. The movement was also sluggish for a moment......

Good opportunity, Zhan Tian turned into the size of a needlepoint, a dodge progress, a human fist in one, stabbed at the soft underbelly of the golden retriever's waist, he attacked sideways at the waist, and before he could retract his body.

A sharp pain, accompanied by a feeling of powerlessness all over the body, the golden retriever's long sword fell towards the crown of the tree. The middle-aged golden retriever, who was watching with relish in the distance, realized that something was wrong and wanted to rush over, but his body was only in the air, and he stopped, with an incredible face, followed by an angry roar.

"Elven clan, immortal, I'll never return to the imperial capital!"

Bai Lan, who was originally flustered because of the shortening of her skirt, was awakened by Charleson's roar, and when she looked up, there was only a golden sword swaying in the wind left in the canopy, and as for the golden retriever who humiliated her, she had long since disappeared.

"Sister, don't be in a daze, go quickly, let all your clansmen retreat, I'll help you lead away the Terran army, remember to help me take care of the White Tiger and Xiaobao......"

"Brother, don't ......" Bai Lan could sense the scorching breath of Zhan Tian slowly leaving his side, trying to catch it, but in vain......

A hundred-meter-long black dragon suddenly appeared in the sky, roared in the sky, and breathed at the ground as a real dragon.

This is the first time that Zhan Tian has used it to attack, and the effect is unexpectedly exaggerated, except for the elite and captain of level 30, the rest of the hundreds of soldiers have all turned into nothingness.

The surging energy and remnant soul poured into Zhan Tian's body, coupled with the tenfold energy that was replenished, Zhan Tian's cultivation rose gradually, hundreds of twenty-ninth level soldiers, countless remnant soul memories, made Zhan Tian's head a little dizzy, and the pleasure of that energy influx made his original restless mood seem to be suppressed.

The second order, the third order, directly to the peak, is still rising, and the breath of the heavenly tribulation appears again.

Charleson looked at the black dragon that suddenly appeared, the real dragon, and the real dragon with the real dragon's breath, how could this be. Aren't the dragons exterminated? Wait, true dragon breath, wouldn't that be able to get dragon crystals? As for the death of hundreds of soldiers, he didn't care about it at all, as the southern king of the empire, how could he feel sorry for this endless cannon fodder......

"Catch, catch him quickly, reward thousands of households, not ten thousand households!"

The king, and the emperor, in fact, the cultivation is a little bit worse, this is the ambition that Charleson has always hidden in his heart, if there is a dragon crystal, then the entire empire will become his......

The soldiers who had been frightened heard the reward of the Marquis of Wanhu, and they all came back to their senses and wanted to step forward to fight, but the rumbling thunder made them suppress the desire in their hearts again, turn around and run away.

No matter how high the reward is, you have to have a life to take it, and if you go to resist the catastrophe, isn't it impatient......

Charleson was also taken aback by the tribulation, he was already at the peak of the thirty-first level, close to the tribulation, if he was misunderstood by the tribulation, it would be over, he was not ready to cross the tribulation.