Zhang Xing couldn't guess the idea of ​​magic color clothing, and didn't want to guess.

"Magic clothing, do you want to play against me?"

Zhang Xing looked cold.

This group of people, soft bullying, hard fear, will not be afraid without giving them some lessons.

"Just hit, I've never been afraid of the magic color!"

Zhang Xing's provocative words did not feel the slightest contradiction.

If it's different before then.

They will laugh and laugh at Zhang Xing.

But now, Zhang Xing has the strength and qualification to say such things.

No one feels awkward because he is only a teenager.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

The war between the dragons is much more violent than the eight-star warlord.

They are angry, but no matter what your landscape, pavilions.

A dragon breath erupts, and the facilities that have been built for decades will be ruined.

"That being the case, let me show you what I mean!"

"Heibao, look at it, as long as you don't die."

Zhang Xing knew that Kowloon was already hungry and thirsty, especially the newly advanced Huangzheng Wulong, who longed for a big battle.

Hearing the boss's order, Huangzheng Wulong rushed out.

The four treasures of Heibao are still calm, and they can appreciate the heart of the Emperor Zhengwulong.

Stopping in place, he didn't take any action, but just roared excitedly to cheer them up.

Magic color clothing and others also issued orders to fight.

The eight dragons were not far behind, roaring and roaring with challenges.

Eight to five, the battle begins!

Do n’t know, do n’t know, beat a dozen!

After really fighting, Chen Long realized the difference between himself and Zhenlong.

It is nominally one level, but the actual combat power is ...

"Boom!"

"Pap!"

First, the two dragons that were facing Huangzheng were swept away by several hundred meters.

"You deserve to be called dragons!"

Huang Zheng disdain.

Faces (colors) of people such as magic color clothes change.

"This ... this is impossible!"

It is also an eighth-tier dragon, and the combat effectiveness cannot be so different.

The two dragons couldn't stop Jinlong's blow. This is too much!

Fortunately, the two dragons flew back again, which made them feel relieved.

But God doesn't seem to want them to stop.

Long Yinian (body sh n) flickered and disappeared without a trace.

The Xiaolong opposite him froze.

But the next second, Xiaolong suddenly felt his body (sh n) shake, and then a pain.

Huh!

The world in my eyes begins to flip ...

With a jump in the corner of Mocai's eyes, Xiaolong was hit by a claw again.

The dragons against the magic dragon Azi are miserable.

He was inexplicably **** by various entanglements, and (body sh 不能 n) could not move, and was hit as a living target.

Ice cones, fireballs, thunderbolts, meteorite ...

He smashed his head in an endless amount of blood.

Blue Dragon Blue Sword flew a dragon in one claw, followed closely, and chased wildly.

Red Dragon Red Cold is releasing the mad power he got because of promotion, and spitting dragon breath against the dragon.

His dragon breath is not only violent, but the temperature is much higher than the dragon's breath.

Soon, the dragon's breath was suppressed to his lips.

Next second!

With a loud bang, the body was shoved tens of meters away in flames.

(Body sh n) was completely smoked on black, and from a distance, I thought it was a black dragon.

Seeing this scene, the magic color clothing and others (body sh n) fluttered, almost carried from the air.

This Nima is hanging!

Not at one level.

They are also eighth-order dragons, but the gap between them is so big!