Zhou Bating's face turned ugly for a while. She tried to escape several times but was blocked by the black dragon. After communicating with Fang Qinlong's spiritual consciousness, she learned how powerful the black dragon was. Zhou Bating couldn't help but feel despair.
Fang Qinlong was even more frightened and angry. He had fallen to this level, and ended up falling into the hands of the Dragon Clan. For him, who came from the Xunlong Division, it was nothing short of a great shame and humiliation.
It is better to die in the hands of anyone than to die in the hands of the dragon clan.
Zhou Bating was desperate, and when Fang Qinlong was angry, while the black dragons blocked the enemy's escape route one after another, the thousands of dragon teams in front of her suddenly became divided. Each team was composed of thousands of dragons, just like three giant dragons surrounding Zhou Bating.
in the middle.
As the three dragon clans came and went, Zhou Bating was overwhelmed for a while. The power of the dragon clan's battle formation and the three separated dragon clans were connected without any gaps. At this time, there was no need for the black dragon to take action again. Zhou Bating could not break through several times.
As a result, his body had been injured by dragon soldiers in dozens of places.
The frightening dragon energy invaded the body, gathering a small amount into a large amount, causing Zhou Bating's body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Create a blood pool in troubled times and kill countless dragons. Never thought we would see this day!" The black dragon looked down at the battlefield below.
"It's just a few thousand dragons. Even if you are pretty strong, you are still so weak compared to the entire heaven that you can't even compare to an ant. I just took one step ahead of you, and even if I die, I will never
Die in the hands of your dragon clan."
Fang Qinlong had the last persistence in his heart, roaring filial piety crazily, venting his unwillingness.
"Ba Ting, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have broken into this place because of my obsession. You are right." While hating the Dragon Clan, Fang Qinlong also felt guilty for Zhou Bating.
"We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. This result is not too bad for us." Zhou Bating smiled after hearing this.
Fang Qinlong sighed. Before he died, he felt more and more indebted to Zhou Bating, but it was hard to turn back the past, and the dragon clan in front of him would not give him a chance.
Boom, Fang Qinlong, who was constantly injured, and in despair, Zhou Bating self-destructed her body, turning into countless dots, and a terrifying shock wave shook around.
Ying Xuanming, Ao Yuan and other dragon tribes each moved their dragon soldiers in front of the formation. The dragon tribe's battle formation was like a rock in the angry sea, unmoving despite the high winds and waves.
"The temperament is quite strong. I just don't know if the other people in Xunlong Division are all this tough-minded. It's really exciting." Black Dragon snorted coldly. Considering the murders committed by Fang Qinlong and Zhou Bating against the Dragon Clan,
This way of death is simply too cheap for them.
But now that Lu Xiaotian is about to hit the realm, Black Dragon doesn’t want to waste time on him.
"Let's go and deal with the others. You dare to plot against the Dragon Lord. You are really impatient to live."
Thousands of dragon clans swept through the entire Longangxia area like a whirlwind. They were originally planning to find Bing Wuya, the golden immortal level expert from the Bingying clan. However, Bing Wuya realized that something was wrong after being threatened by Lu Xiaotian.
He immediately began to evacuate, but when he retreated to the edge of the Long Angxia area, he found that the undead dragon clan had formed a formation and was waiting. An ice coffin that was not weaker than him also appeared.
"What happened to the Dragon Tomb? Did all these undead dragons crawl out of the coffin lid?" Bing Wuya glanced at Bing Coffin. Although he and Bing Coffin were strangers, it seemed that Bing Coffin was also affected by these things.
Blocked by the undead dragon clan, the enemy of the enemy is naturally a friend.
"Maybe it has something to do with the dragon clan that stole Long Antian's soul liquid. If you stay here, you will die. How about you, my fellow Taoist, and the younger members of your clan rush out with me?" Bing Coffin naturally understood the other party's words immediately.
consciousness.
"Okay, without further ado, let's do it." Bing Wuya waved his hand, and dozens of icebergs about ten feet high flew out of his sleeves and headed towards the huge giant composed of thousands of undead dragons on the opposite side.
The array hit past.
These icebergs continued to grow in size as they flew forward, and the frightening cold air spewed out directly from them. Even the seawater in the Dragon Tomb froze wherever they passed, and the surrounding area turned into a thick
Ice liquid.
Ice Coffin did not hesitate. Although he failed to capture the formation eye, the formation eye was taken away by Lu Xiaotian. The restriction that originally isolated the Long Anxia area from the outside world also faded. He had no doubt that Lu Xiaotian might pursue him and eliminate the root cause.
With the long-established situation completely destroyed, the ice coffin had no intention of staying for a long time.
At this time, the ice coffin also turned into seven, and the giant coffin it turned into rushed towards the undead dragon clan on the opposite side like a seven-headed beast.
Bing Qianren and a group of other Celestial Immortal-level Ice Shadow Clan members did not fully understand what had happened at this time. They worked hard to reach this place. They had not even had time to collect enough Long Anxia, and now they were about to leave directly.
Bing Wuya didn't explain much to them, but the situation doesn't look good now.
Neither Bing Wuya nor Bing Coffin is easy to deal with even in an injured state. The undead dragon clan in the East China Sea Dragon Tomb did not practice powerful techniques at that time and has lost the most precious dragon clan inheritance. However, these
The undead dragon clan, with the determination to die, blocked these two golden immortal level powerhouses like a copper wall and an iron wall.
As for Bing Qianren and other angel-level monsters who broke into the undead dragon clan's army, they were like moths flying into a flame. They were all wiped out without much struggle.
The majestic dragon roar came, and Ao Ming, who was taking the lead in fighting with the ice coffin, stared blankly at the black dragon in the distance, and when the battle formation composed of thousands of dragons came over, Ao Ming and other undead dragons
I was surprised and couldn't help but feel lost for a while.
Dragon clan battle formation, this is the real dragon clan battle formation, this is the real dragon clan army.
"Uncle is right, the new life of the Dragon Clan has begun." After muttering a few words to himself, Ao Ming roared, and led the army of undead dragons under his command to attack the Ice Coffin and Bing Wuya even more frantically.
As the dragon army led by the black dragon strangled in, this temporary, small but very capable demon team was completely destroyed.
Boom! As the dragon balls spat out by the black dragon bombarded the ice poplar one after another, the ice coffin finally couldn't bear it and exploded. A piece of hook bone inside tried to escape, but was directly intercepted by the black dragon.
As for Bing Wuya, he also fell down in front of the dragon clan's battle formation with hatred.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness was like a superior god looking down on all this. Seeing that these dissident forces were being eradicated one after another, Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief. Black Dragon and the Nine Capital Dragon King had done almost everything in their hands, and he had to rely on him for the rest.