C640 Long Wu, One Thought, A Zi
C640 Long Wu, One Thought, A Zi
Seeing the other fifteen Iron dragon s coming out to fight, Zhang Xing waved his hand, summoning another three dragons.
Whoosh!
With a flash of the dragon's shadow, the three giant dragons blocked the Iron dragon.
"Ah?" Yet another three Class VII dragon s? "
Prince Zhuen was shocked, how is this possible?
Three steps seven was already enough to shock him, but now there were three more. This was not as simple as just being shocked.
It was unbelievable to the extreme.
It was impossible for a single person to have so many different kinds of Gigantic Dragons at the same time. It had to be known that Class VII dragon already belonged to the category of high-level dragons.
They all had their own inherited memories. They only had one thing in common with dragons of different races, and that was to fight!
Whenever they encountered one another, they would fight to the death regardless of the consequences.
This was the consensus of all the empires in the Holy Dragon Continent. They would combine the same kind of dragons to form a whole group of Dragon-fighting Legion.
For example, the Iron dragon Army was there to avoid internal conflict.
But Zhang Xing's dragon had completely broken this law. Not only were they united, they also had a very deep understanding.
What was even more shocking to Prince Zhuen was that he had never heard of the Class VII dragon called A Zi.
Furthermore, this was a Magical Dragon. The moment it appeared, it released a magic completely different from a human's.
The damage these spells dealt to the Iron dragon was immediate.
One must know that the higher the rank of a dragon, the stronger its immunity to magic.
A seventh ranked Steel Dragon like this, unless it was a forbidden spell or the like.
Otherwise, no magic of any rank could harm them.
Not only were the people from Fu Si Kingdom shocked, everyone in Wan Wu Kingdom was also there.
As expected, Zhang Xing had come prepared.
They couldn't figure out how these dragons had levelled up, or where the Purple Dragon had come from.
But now, with everyone thinking about it, Zhang Xing's body would occasionally release one or two miracles, which was no surprise anymore, as long as he got stronger and stronger.
Excited stars flashed across Na Bao's eyes, her attention was completely attracted by the purple dragon.
The twenty meter tall purple dragon was covered in beautiful purple dragon scales.
Unlike other dragons, she walked upright.
The two front claws had evolved to the size of a tenth of the back claws.
Its front claws were as nimble as a human's. With a group attack Ice Magic on its left hand and a fire magic on its right, it attacked the two groups of steel dragons separately.
Those huge steel dragons were like living targets, none of them dodging.
Moreover, the power of magic was not the slightest bit weaker than the physical attacks of other dragons.
Also, the Magical Dragon had a pair of transparent wings that were protruding from the ground at all times, just like a dragonfly wing that was magnified countless times.
Na Bao realized that this pair of wings was not as simple as beautiful. As long as these wings flapped slightly, magic would come out.
When she opened her mouth, a string of magic shot out. Even the two one-meter-long, purple-colored whiskers on both sides of her mouth were able to cast magic.
This was simply too amazing.
Na Bao's mood started to become agitated. She looked at Ying Long's beautiful, multicolored scales one moment and then looked at the purple dragon's wings the next.
She wished she could fly to them now and command them to fight.
The arrogant Zi Long seemed to have felt Na Bao's fiery gaze and turned her head to blink, giving her a mischievous smile.
"Ah!" Zi Long smiled at me. "She knows me!"
Na Bao's eyes suddenly curved into crescent moons.