Chapter 211 Saints Ban

Ang~~

The deafening long roar shocked Cangyu, and a dragon that was enough to suppress the universe and make the road tremble and mourned through the sky.

The elder's face changed greatly: "Saint, this is the pressure of the saint! When the saint is angry, the earthquake is angry, the saint cries, and heaven and earth are sad. God, did the ancient Dragon God really come back to life with the help of your mother?

"Saint? The saint of the dragon clan?" Jiang Ming showed a strange smile at the corners of his mouth: "Kill!"

"Hahaha, Jiang boy, kill me, kill fiercely. I come to wish you a helping hand." The dragon thorn rolled and roared in the void and laughed wildly: "The sons of the Black Dragon clan, the clan has returned again. Why don't you turn back quickly and kill the dragon clan without leaving any armor? Help me recover my real body."

Bone heard the sound of joy on the old man's face, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face turned snow-white and completely lost his calmness and shouted, "Dark Dragon God, this is the rebirth of the Dark Dragon God!" Didn't he fall early? How could he come back?

"Hey, your Dragon God is not dead. How can I die?" The dragon thorn smiled strangely and shouted, "Children of the Black Dragon, what else do you have to hesitate? You were created by me, which is essentially much higher than these dragons. How can you be willing to be with them?

Bum!

Suddenly, a dull sound came from the four quasi-saints of the dragon clan, and the old man's face turned red, and then spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

"You..."

Among the four quasi-saints, a dark-haired middle-aged man sneered and disappeared in an instant, appeared under the dragon thorn, made the most pious and ancient dragon etiquette and said, "Great dark dragon god! During the years when you disappeared, we were rejected by other dragons, who just regarded us as war machines. Your appearance is like the dazzling darkness in the sun. It is so conspicuous. I believe that under your leadership, we will definitely get rid of the light and go to the ultimate darkness.

"Very good!" The dragon thorn said majestically, "Lead my son to kill all the dragon clans!"

"Yes!"

The black dragon quasi-saint's eyes were full of fanaticism and roared, "The sons of the Black Dragon clan, the Dragon God has the order to kill all those hypocritical dragon clans!"

Ang Ang!

Suddenly, countless loud and domineering dragons sounded one after another, and ferocity appeared in the eyes of the black dragon, who was still fighting with Jiang Ming's army, and ruthlessly killed other dragon clans. The Black Dragon clan is strong. If an ordinary dragon clan can compete with two human monks in the same realm, then the black dragon can compete with two and a half to three. The black dragon defected, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed.

The roar of the dragon thorn is not just a random cry, but a more terrible ancestral dragon power than Longwei. This roar, even several quasi-saints of the dragon clan have been greatly affected, not to mention other dragon clans. On the contrary, the human monks were originally affected by the dragon power and their combat effectiveness declined. Under this roar, they not only drove away the negative state, but also became alive one by one, as if they could not use their power, one by one fiercely. The dragon clan fought over.

The old man was no longer calm, and his young face was full of anger and roared, "Dark Dragon God, you are also the lord of the dragon clan. Why do you help outsiders slaughter my dragon clan?"

The dragon thorn smiled indifferently and said nothing. In his opinion, there is no need to pay attention to this "ant"-like existence.

"The sons of the dragon clan, the survival of our dragon clan is at this time. They all insist on us until the Dragon God comes back to life, and we can sweep the world and be invincible." The Dragon King's eyes turned red, and his handsome face became a little hesitant, full of the smell of violence and killing.

Boom!

Jiang Ming's face appeared impatiently, raised his hand and slapped him, and said violently, "You don't have much time to kill!"

"Wo!"

The remaining three dragons dispersed fiercely, like dancing, with extremely mysterious steps under their feet, as if they were preparing something.

Boom!

Suddenly, the void around everyone began to tremble, and mysterious, like the golden runes that shrank countless times the dragons squirm and gathered together. A wisp of overwhelming pressure slowly permeates people and makes people suffocate.

"Holy Wei!"

Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed. He is very familiar with this oppression. This is the real holy power.

The people present were all extraordinary, and they all felt the special horror of this pressure, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale.

"Has the Dragon God revived?" The elder was waiting and whispered, "I want to see what the saint can do."

Jiang Ming's face was full of violence and irritability, full of terrible murder. If the Dragon God is revived, doesn't it mean that his mother is refined?

"Jiang boy, don't shake it. It's not the resurrection of the Dragon God. This is the back hand left by the Dragon God, and it's a saint-level array! The dragon clan is forced to a dead end. Hey hey, otherwise, it will not urge the saint-level array. The cost of stimulating the array is too huge for them. The dragon thorn laughed.

Jiang Ming looked solemn and curled his lips and said, "At least you are also the ancestors of the dragon clan. How can you help us deal with the dragon clan?"

"Black and simple, I want to swallow the remains and remnants left by the Light Dragon God. In those years, we were all hit hard. I was broken, but his soul was damaged, and there was almost only one wisp left. However, reaching our realm is more precious than the soul. Because the saint's soul is immortal, for example, although he suffered unspeakable trauma, he still left a wisp that can be slowly repaired. However, his body was completely powdered, and it was even more difficult to repair it. It's not easy to find a body that fits me. If I occupy his body, I can save countless years of hard work.

"You are really poisonous!" Jiang Ming said with a little sarcasticity and said, "How can the holy array have the power of saints? How to break it?"

The dragon thorn pondered: "The saint's formation is very strong, and the complete motivation is stronger than the saint itself. But these little cubs are not good enough to activate 30% of the power of the array at most. As long as you have innate spiritual treasures, they can be broken.

Boom!

"Ah~~Help!"

A series of frightened shouts came from the large array, and wisps of sacred power were permeated in the array, the galaxy trembled, and the road roared, and the horror was extreme. Most of the monks on Jiang Ming's side were strangled into mud without resistance under the strangulation of the saint array. Even those Daluo Jinxian were swept away by the horrible light from time to time, and their bodies were ruptured and severely damaged.

The old man hid in the array and said coldly, "The saint is invincible in nine heaven and ten places. Even a wisp of divine power is not invincible, and this array can exert 50% of the strength of the saint. How long can you hold on? You are all going to die.

"Every immortal inheritance has its own unknown heritage. How can it be so easy to eliminate? Since you are struggling with each other, let's all die." The dragon clan shouted, and his eyes were full of hatred and madness.

Although the saint array is powerful, the price they pay is too high, which consumes the source and causes great damage, and it is impossible to make more progress for life. However, the disaster of extermination is in front of us, and they can't tolerate it. Naturally, they hate it to the extreme. This hatred has been transferred to Jiang Ming and others without reservation.

Jiang Ming laughed wildly: "Sage formation? 50-power? You think too highly of yourself. This array can only exert 30% of the power of saints at most.

"Even if it is one, it is enough to kill you, let alone thirty?" The old man looked cold and terrible and said fiercely.

"When I break this array, I will definitely slaughter all the dragon descendants of your dragon island, drink their blood and bang their flesh. You three old guys will spare you to die, but they will demote you to mounts and be trampled by me forever." Jiang Ming's words are harsh and vicious.

When the Dragon King and another dragon saint heard the words, they were so angry that they almost couldn't help rushing out and fighting with Jiang Ming.

The old man's face was also extremely ugly, but he suppressed his anger and said, "The other party is strong. If we abandon the array, we will definitely die. Stick to your heart and don't be moved by the boy's words.