Super Dragon Cultivation System

It's been years since something like this happened in the eastern Triple Heavens, and it's never been so big.    

    

Zhang Xing and the main faction of the First Mountain had never expected so many demi-human race to come.    

    

However, 90% of the demi-human race had come to help Zhang Xing suppress the First Mountain on the surface, but in reality, they had all come to watch the show.    

    

They seemed to have grasped the characteristics of Zhang Xing. As long as they surrendered, they would definitely be able to save their lives.    

    

Wasn't Zhang Xing very scary?!    

    

This news was also known by Second Young Master of the First Mountain.    

    

Therefore, their fear of Zhang Xing was reduced by a lot.    

    

If Zhang Xing killed his way here, perhaps they wouldn't be able to sleep all day long. But now...    

    

"Hmph! The rumors were just rumors after all. Zhang Xing only wanted to kill some low level demi-human race to intimidate the other sects. "    

    

"That's right. We, the demi-human race, have been living a comfortable life all these years. We have become timid, and we can't bear to be rich and powerful.    

    

What's the difference between this and the previous Homo sapiens?    

    

If I continue to fall like this, it won't be long before the entire demi-human race perishes!"    

    

" Our First Mountain will let the entire Third Heaven demi-human race see how insignificant Zhang Xing's strength is in front of a united sect! "    

    

"We must show our mightiness in this battle. Let those cowards see that the power of unity is invincible!"    

    

“……”    

    

With Second Young Master as the leader, the pre-war Oath Assembly of the First Mountain smoothly ended in an impassioned speech.    

    

All the sect elders, Hall Master, and disciples took their positions. They activated the sect's grand formation and launched large-scale weapons, waiting for Zhang Xing to arrive.    

    

On the First Mountain Lord's mountain, from the top to the bottom, tens of thousands of God Crystal Cannons were waiting.    

    

The First Mountain was rich and powerful. Just one round of attack from ten thousand cannons alone could consume one-tenth of the divine crystal stockpile.    

    

It could be seen that they were already prepared to fight to the death.    

    

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Xing's figure appeared in the middle of the only road in the First Mountain.    

    

In front of him was a river that protected half of the mountain. The river water was boiling and bubbling.    

    

Scorching rays of light interweaved from the river water to the sky. If one wanted to go up the mountain, they had to pass through this barrier.    

    

This was also the first line of defense.    

    

There were still dozens of barriers separating the First Mountain from the rest.    

    

Chief had once said that with all of their Coalition forces, they wouldn't be able to break through these barriers within ten years.    

    

This was where the confidence of the First Mountain lay.    

    

At the same time, it was also the first reason why Second Young Master dared to challenge Zhang Xing.    

    

"Trying to stop me with just this formation? Don't you know that I'm not afraid of formations?"    

    

Zhang Xing looked at these seemingly powerful formations and shook his head with a cold smile.    

    

"Boss, there are a total of 18 flaws in the first formation.    

    

The bottom three, the middle six, the top nine, you can break them one by one.    

    

You can't attack at the same time, your strength must exceed that of a Divine Third Rank, the stronger the better! "    

    

After the Jinbao came out and circled around once, it returned to the Dragon Island. It laid on the mountain and ate the Radiant Stone while admiring the grand show that was about to begin.    

    

"Eighteen places! The Eighteen Forms of Dragon Fist happens to be broken!"    

    

Zhang Xing circulated the power of the Divine Dragon, and at the same time, bestowed the power of eighteen dragon shadows and divine souls.    

    

Next three!    

    

With a loud bang, he threw out three punches!    

    

Middle six, upper nine!    

    

Then, he threw out six punches and nine punches.    

    

These three attacks were only separated by half a breath's time.    

    

"Second Young Master... Zhang Xing wants to use his fist to break the first formation?"    

    

"Hmph! He doesn't know his own limitations. Does he think our formation is made of paper?"    

    

"Let him play well. Let's drink wine and play chess!"    

    

Second Young Master pretended to be relaxed as he picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and then began playing chess with an elder.