Super Dragon Cultivation System

After shattering, a black gas floated out from Naldo's body. He was about to lunge at the people around him, but he was shattered by the Dragon Qi.    

This was what Zhang Xing had done on purpose. He wanted to show these people why he wanted to kill him.    

If the people of the Temple and the Nedor Family still wanted to settle accounts... Then don't blame him for being impolite.    

After finishing off Nedor, Zhang Xing's figure flashed and entered the Great Light Array.    

At the same time, the black gas had finished gathering. It changed from 30 meters to 200 meters, and rushed towards the grand formation!    

"Jie Jie..."    

"Today is the day we re-enter the Holy Dragon Continent. Your end is here, Jie Jie..."    

"It has been a thousand years, a whole thousand years. I have returned. This place will be my world. I have come to save your weak human race. All of you will have eternal life!"    

"Great God of Darkness, I will never stop, forever..."    

Forever your sister!    

She was interrupted by Zhang Xing.    

Just as the dark organism was about to scold him angrily, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he forgot his lines.    

He saw a huge, towering child appear above the grand formation!    

The Aura pressed down on him, making him unable to move an inch. The dark energy that he gathered kept dissipating.    

The child's entire body shone with a golden light. It was incomparably pure and holy.    

"Fa... Fa Sheng..."    

His voice stuttered. At the same time, the child stretched out a golden finger and pressed down on him.    

"What bullshit dark organism is this? It's just a mass of black smoke! It can be destroyed with a raise of my hand!"    

The dark organism wanted to resist and escape, but it couldn't.    

Trembling, it wanted to open its mouth and leave behind a few vicious words, but the golden finger had already arrived.    

"Pu!"    

As the golden light fell, the black gas was instantly purified cleanly!    

Zhang Xing's eyes swept across the mountain body in the space and snorted coldly, "What's the point of hiding a divine sense? Do you want to steal it?"    

He raised his hand and grabbed. A trace of black gas was pulled out from the mountain.    

"You... Who are you? How dare you ruin true body's plan!"    

A frightened voice came from the dark organism's Divine Sense.    

"Who am I? Can't you tell?"    

Zhang Xing said as he activated the Dragon Qi in Dragon Island. A golden dragon shadow slowly rose from behind him.    

"No... this is impossible!"    

A terrified voice spread across the entire spatial zone.    

"You are Golden Dragon King, you are Golden Dragon King... Impossible, absolutely impossible!"    

"Nothing is impossible. The power of our dragon race is not something that a tiny dark kingdom like you can imagine."    

"Black Treasure, let him see how powerful you are!"    

As soon as his voice faded, a loud roar shook the sky. A twenty meter long giant dragon body appeared in the space.    

"Sixth Rank... Black Dragon..."    

The dark organism was shocked. The divine sense in Zhang Xing's hand was showing signs of dissipating.    

Before it had time to think, it heard again, "Little White, come out and show yourself!"    

A huge white shadow that was more than 20 meters long circled around and stood side by side with the Black Dragon.    

"Wenjing, it's your turn!"    

"Roar!"    

Just as the roar sounded, a beautiful dragon shadow flapped its huge wings and appeared beside the white dragon.    

"Sixth Rank... white dragon..."    

"Sixth Rank... Yinglong!"    

I'm the God of Darkness! This isn't a dream, right? What did I just see? This isn't real!    

Didn't the dragon race go extinct a thousand years ago?    

He clearly remembered that Golden Dragon King led the entire family and died one by one in two hundred years.    

That Golden Dragon King was also trapped in a large dark formation. He must have died at this time.    

Not only did he have the inheritance, but he was also so powerful that he had already become a saint.    

It had only been eight hundred years, but he had already seen the bloodline inheritance of the other dragons. It was the bloodline inheritance of three pure-blooded Eastern Divine Dragons!    

What had happened in Holy Dragon Continent during these eight hundred years?    

Could it be that the person who led a deep blue holy dragon back then had helped them nurture them?