In the territory of the Zhenlong tribe, there is a famous plain, which is rumored to be a stretch of mountains in ancient times, which was razed to the ground by heavenly punishment, but after bathing in dragon blood, it was regained and became a vibrant plain, which is now the Luolong Plain, where the great war is about to take place.

The word falling dragon is absolutely taboo for the dragon clan, but for the Zhenlong tribe, this implication may be good, they will eventually surpass those legendary dragon clans in ancient times, and be reborn as real dragons.

On this Falling Dragon Plain, the distance between the Black Wind Rider and the army of the Zhenlong Tribe is rapidly closing.

Before the two armies clashed, there were already arrow rain spells and so on overwhelmingly falling, and they wanted to wipe out Yao Chong and Black Wind Cavalry directly.

At the same time, the shield guards of the Zhenlong tribe held heavy shields and stood at the forefront of the military array, building copper walls and iron walls, waiting for the arrival of those black horses and black armor, who seemed to be devils in rumors.

This is their first line of defense against the Black Wind Cavalry, no matter how strong the Black Wind Cavalry is, it is still a cavalry after all, as long as it loses its speed or war horse, it will only be slaughtered by others.

Yao Chong walked with the sword, compared to Chongzhao, who charged with the black wind, he was closer to the army of the Zhenlong tribe, seeing this overwhelming attack, he just held the Chongming sword in his hand, but he had no intention of making a sword.

Many arrows landed on his body with fireballs and thunder, and they were directly chopped before they could touch his body, which was the manifestation of Chongming's sword being released accidentally, before this sharp sword intent, this terrifying offensive was completely useless in his eyes.

Even if a small number of people were able to break through the cutting of the sword intent, the clothes on his body were still the sword robes that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao had prepared for him back then, after many years, they still fit cleanly, and they were almost invulnerable, and they were invulnerable, and it was very difficult for these archers and Fazong cultivators of the Zhenlong tribe to even hurt a single hair of his hair.

However, at the front of the formation, there is still one person who has the strength to hurt him.

"Yao Chong'er, come down for me!"

Liang Yi shouted, the black python whip in his hand rolled up towards the sky, and then smashed down with the power of Wanjun, and the black python whip suddenly grew dozens of times, as if a black dragon fell from the sky, dumping everything below.

Yao Chong's eyes narrowed slightly, he could sense the strong spiritual power contained in the black python whip, as the master of the Zhenlong tribe, his strength should indeed not be underestimated, but in his eyes now, Liang Yi will definitely not be his opponent.

The Chongming sword slashed out with a cold light, as if a mountain range was smashed horizontally, which was exactly the same as Liang Yi's tactics of strong pressure, but compared to Liang Yi, the spiritual power contained in his sword was more powerful, and the control of spiritual power was more accurate, and this sword fell firmly on the black python whip.

The black dragon shadow in mid-air was suddenly struck by lightning and was directly swept down by this one. Before the battle formation of the Zhenlong Tribe, Liang Yi's face turned pale, and he quickly withdrew the black python whip, and the vigilance in his eyes was already intense to the extreme.

The attack just now, he had already used a lot of real strength, originally thought that even if he would be blocked by Yao Chong, he would be able to press him back to the ground and greatly enhance the morale of the soldiers, but he thought that he had suffered a big loss, and the black python whip was almost broken by Yao Chong.

The most important thing is that Yao Chong only used one sword, not to mention the Canglang Sword Formation, even his own kendo cultivation, maybe he didn't show one-twelfth of it.

He has been immersed in the peak of the eighth order for many years, the top powerhouse of the demon clan, and he thinks that he can rank in the top four in the combat power of the leaders of the eight major tribes, originally when he heard Kong Fu say that he failed to take him down by sneaking up on Yao Chong by sneaking up on Yao Chong, he also showed disdain like Xuan Qianye, thinking that Kong Fu only has a good brain, and he can't use force. Now it seems that the strength of this Demon Emperor is much higher than he imagined!

Although he was unwilling, he had to suppress his anger, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten top powerhouses of the Zhenlong tribe directly met after the shield guard, and all of them revealed the true body of the demon clan, and more than ten big snakes of different colors rose into the air, or spit green venom, or spewed thunder flames from their mouths, or rushed and swept with their bodies full of scales, it can be said that they showed their magical powers, and launched the most powerful attack on Yao Chong with all their abilities.

They are all absolute powerhouses in the Zhenlong tribe, and the weakest also has the cultivation of the seventh-order peak, and Liang Yi has already made a bloody investment for them to face Yao Chong.

He will not let his subordinates fight hard, he will sit in the rear and command, but he has said the bold words of charging ahead, and he will definitely honor it!

A giant snake that is more massive than the more than ten big snakes appeared in front of the Zhenlong tribe's military array, a body of pure white scales shining dazzlingly in the morning light, if you look closely at its head, there are actually two tumor-like existences, look more carefully, maybe you can see the signs of forking on its top.

Liang Yi, the leader of the Zhenlong tribe and the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, jumped up like a dragon, and fought with Yao Chong with more than ten top powerhouses, even if he fought for his life, he must bind Yao Chong's hands and feet, and he must not be allowed to have time to fight against the army!

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All the top powerhouses of the Zhenlong tribe joined forces to besiege Yao Chong!

If there were other bystanders in this war, they would definitely be shocked and indescribable, Yao Chong, who had never used the Canglang Sword Formation, was so strong, if the Canglang Sword Formation came out, what would it be?

But at least now, Yao Chong should indeed be oppressed and unable to urge the Boundless Sword Peak Sword Peak in the white jade sword box, just with a long sword under his feet, a Chongming in his hand is fighting with Liang Yi and other strong people, just a moment later, a cyan snake scale armor shattered, and was almost cut in two.

As for their various exercises, they were all unceremoniously cut by Chongming's sword intent, and they couldn't touch Yao Chong at all, and the strength he showed at this time might be comparable to Shang Yunjian of the same age!

And in mid-air, when the sword roared loudly and hissed, Chongzhao and the Black Wind Riders behind him did not pay attention to the battle situation above, and even when the corpse of a big snake smashed to the ground, they did not take their eyes off for a moment.

They are the most powerful and invincible Black Wind Riders in the demon capital, and on the battlefield, their target is only the enemy, and no matter what kind of enemy, they will tear it apart.

At the beginning of the battle in mid-air, Chongzhao was already stepping into the shield guard battle array of the Zhenlong tribe on horseback, and behind him, the black wind rider had never reined in his horse, and the long black mang in his hand flashed, and he actually planned to directly rush into the shield array.

The previous assault had not allowed them to retreat in the slightest, and what about these broken walls now?

Chongzhao shouted violently, and his strength passed down his feet to the mount, and when the black horse stepped down, not to mention the shield soldiers of the Zhenlong tribe wearing heavy armor, even those heavy shields were directly crushed.

Chongzhao led his horse to rush into the shield array, waving the black spear in his hand, easily splitting the big shield that dared to stop in front of him, and harvesting the enemy's life like a bag, like a black god of death.

The name of Chongzhao was like thunder in the entire demon domain, and the sergeants of the Zhenlong tribe saw him rush into the shield array and directly tear these strong shields like glass, although they were shocked, they were not too surprised, but the next scene directly destroyed the confidence of most people.

The black wind rode unabated, and rushed directly into the shield array, Changge flew, and it was like Chongzhao, easily tearing apart the shield array they had worked so hard to arrange, and the fine iron shield that was finally cast in those tribes was simply paper paste in front of this group of guys, not to mention blocking, even if it was blocked for a while, it was difficult.

The soldiers of the Zhenlong tribe don't know, the Black Wind Ride is trained by Chongzhao himself, everyone is a good hand among the soldiers of the Demon Capital, and there are seventy percent of the cultivators included in it, and the war horses under everyone's seat are produced near the Demon Capital, the Black Wind Horse known for its speed and endurance, the battle armor of people and horses has gathered the hard work of the craftsmen of the Demon Capital, and the Changge in his hands is mixed with the Black Cloud Iron that the Demon Capital has poured all the ore veins to supply, and the Changge of the most elite hundred people is mixed with the Xuan Iron, which is now at the forefront of those pioneers. As for the spear in Chongzhao's hand, in terms of the proportion of Xuantie, only the Xuantie Spear in the hands of Wei Shengjing of the Acropolis can be compared.

This is an army that embodies the most sophisticated equipment and the most powerful soldiers of the demon capital, and when it rushes into battle, it is like a black wind dancing wildly, and it is unstoppable.

Even if they are several times weaker than the enemy, they can still pierce the heart of the enemy like the sharpest sword.

This is the strength of the demon capital Black Wind Ride.