Super Dragon Cultivation System

Putong!    

Hearing Zhang Xing's words, the surrounding people almost fell to the ground.    

No one here is as clean as you. Where did that fair and red face come from? Even the bottom of his feet was clean.    

The one who appeared in Leiwu Empire was a middle-aged mage. The Rainstorm Empire was a warrior in his sixties.    

The two did not waste any time talking. They summoned their respective dragons and mounted them to fight.    

The middle-aged mage rode a dragon that looked like a single-horned rhinoceros with a sword tooth protruding from its back. It was also a type of Terrahynchus.    

However, it was one of the rarer types of Terrahynchus. The sword tooth dragon with the highest combat strength was also much larger in size.    

The warrior was riding a dragon that could glide for a short period of time.    

It could be said that it was a type of pterosaur. Its development was somewhat uncoordinated, and all the nutrients were concentrated in its lower limbs.    

Its huge and thick legs and round belly caused it to be unable to fly into the sky.    

After countless years of evolution, its original forelimbs did not fully expand like the pterosaur, turning into wings, but instead, half open.    

It seemed that his body was heavy and cumbersome, but his combat strength could not be underestimated. Especially the pair of giant legs. If the other dragons were to be hit by it, they would be crippled.    

They were both Fifth Rank Giant dragon, and the battle between them was very exciting. They exchanged blows and exchanged blows.    

Everyone's eyes were deeply attracted.    

This was the battle they remembered. You used a magic. I also used a Dou Technique.    

When the battle reached its climax, some people could not help but cry out in shock. The battle was extremely exciting. Some people could not help but cheer!    

This person really didn't want to watch the fighting style of Zhang Xing and Black Treasure. There was no other reason for him to watch. When he saw it, his heart trembled, and he broke out in cold sweat!    

Especially the scene of Black Treasure kicking the sea dragon with all his might. It would probably appear in his mind every eight or ten years.    

The sudden disappearance of the sea dragon would be a waste of the Dragon language forbidden spell.    

They couldn't understand how Black Treasure and Zhang Xing managed to dodge the attack.    

That wasn't an ordinary magic, it was a forbidden spell.    

Why was it called a forbidden spell?    

It confined the surrounding space, making it impossible for the dragon to escape into the dragon collar's space.    

The Spell communicated with the unknown space, either summoning foreign creatures, or summoning a type of super weapon formed from unknown energy.    

No matter what, they began to fear Zhang Xing and the others from the bottom of their hearts, completely ignoring that. It was a child.    

Zhang Xing looked at the competition with an indifferent expression, but his mind had already entered the Dragon Island.    

At this moment, Meng Xi was sitting cross-legged, trying his best to circulate the unknown energy around him to heal his injuries.    

When he woke up, he thought that he was already dead. He couldn't see his surroundings clearly, only the white fog.    

He breathed in the fog and seemed to have recovered a lot of his spirit.    

He also found that the already dried up Dou Qi had a trace of fluctuation.    

He tried to adjust his breathing and soon felt pleasantly surprised.    

This fog could heal, he was not dead yet...    

He remembered what Zhang Xing had said, Meng Nuosuo wouldn't die!    

He wasn't dead yet either. It must be Zhang Xing who saved him. Now that he had a chance to live, no one wanted to die anymore.    

He wasn't curious where it was. He calmed his heart and absorbed the energy. The earlier he recovered, the earlier he would go and see Meng Nuosuo!    

On the other side, Meng Nuosuo's injuries were much more serious than Meng Xi's. At this moment, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.    

This was also a self-recovery method of the dragon race. In an environment with abundant energy, the severely injured Dragon One slept for a few years, a dozen years, or even a hundred years.    

Zhang Xing relaxed his heart. He originally wanted to come in and help, but he thought too much. He did not disturb them and withdrew his Divine Sense.    

The battle outside had reached a critical point. Both sides were injured, and the situation was quite tragic.    

In the end, the Sword Tooth Dragon of the Lei Wu won by a slight margin, and won the battle.