Super Dragon Cultivation System

"Who said I'm not willing to kill her? I am carrying on Senior Jin Long's last wish to preserve some incense for the dragon race!"    

"This is also Boss's intention. If you don't believe me, you can ask Boss."    

"Furthermore... She's so ugly, who cares!"    

Oh... It would be fine if she didn't explain, but the more she explained, the more misunderstood she became. Especially the last sentence, which made the other dragons all say 'oh' at the same time!    

A look that we all understand.    

"You... What do you mean by that? Are you laughing at me?"    

"Wenjing, I realized that you have also learned bad things. You must have been influenced by the Jinbao."    

"Jinbao, come here..."    

"Hehe..."    

Outside, the mountains were collapsing and the earth was cracking. If those people knew about this, they would definitely die on the spot.    

After a while, Zhang Xing sensed the surroundings and smiled. "Alright, let's go out and take a look!"    

When the broken meteor was about to hit Zhang Xing, the Martial Emperor of Wind Cloud Country punched out.    

"All of you, go to hell! Go to hell and become my companion's slave!"    

"Boom!"    

A punch with all his strength seemed to hit the air, and cracking sounds came from the joints of his body.    

It was really a punch that did not care about its own life. Not only did it drain all of his combat power, but it also punched out with his flesh and blood.    

At the same time, the Forbidden Spell magic descended. The entire competition ground suddenly sank. With a loud bang, the smoke and dust rushed in all directions like turbulent waves.    

Wave after wave of destruction destroyed all the objects on the ground.    

The blood in Meng Nuosuo's eyes had already dried up and her huge wings were also hanging down weakly. Her entire body did not have any strength left.    

She tried her best to open her eyes and wanted to use a little more strength to send her master back to the ground, but she was helpless.    

The Martial Emperor on his back was also barely breathing. He struggled to raise his hand and gently caressed the broken scales. Then, he powerlessly lowered his arm and could no longer lift it up.    

His face was tightly pressed against the dragon's back as he muttered to himself.    

"Meng Nuosuo, we won. They were beaten into dust and not even a trace of flesh could be found."    

"We can die together and have no regrets in this life..."    

In the distant sky, everyone looked at the falling Black Dragon, and a sorrowful Aura rose in their hearts.    

Was it worth it?    

Those who did not understand shook their heads. In their eyes, this was only a small-scale country war. Failure was not equivalent to death.    

Although they had lost a lot of power, they did not have nothing. They still lived a life of being superior.    

This was not something that could be explained with just a sentence!    

The people who understood were naturally Dragon Knight and the dragons who were mourning beside him!    

This was a type of dragon race's fighting spirit. It would rather die than lose!    

However, not all dragon race had this kind of spirit. Just like humans, there were cowards who feared death, and there were also those who did not fear death.    

Emperor Keith's expression was volatile, and there was hope in his anxiety.    

If Zhang Xing could survive the Doomsday Trial Forbidden Spell, he believed that he could also escape the Dragon language forbidden spell.    

Ever since he saw Zhang Xing for the first time, he had a feeling that this child was the incarnation of a miracle. There was no difficulty that could scare him.    

After defeating Necromancer in the Magic Beast Forest, he secretly stole his ore and took the Third Level alchemist examination. Formation Master, Beast Trainer...    

He knew all of this. As the ruler of a country, how could he not know about such an important thing that happened in his territory?    

However, he didn't show it.    

The nobility of the Empire had decayed. They were colluding with each other, to the point where they could not tolerate it.    

They had seen all of this, but there was nothing they could do. Breaking the bones and tendons, could it be that they could still go on a killing spree like when they were fighting for the throne?    

No! He could not!