My Tamed Beasts Are a Little Strong

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"How about it, old sheep?"

In the void, several figures hidden in the crowd looked at the battlefield ahead.

An old sheep is squatting at the feet of the person on the right.

The fur on the old sheep's back was a little yellow, and the long beard on the chin hadn't been washed for some time, and the beard was condensed into a ball, condensed on the chin.

Eyeballs are dim, old-fashioned.

A pair of silver-rimmed and gold-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose.

Slowly looking at the distant mountains.

Its lips are squirming, and it is chewing something in its mouth.

"There is an ambush formation." The one who spoke was an old figure wearing a faceless mask.

"It seems that they have been backing down before, just to arrange the formation here."

"It's nothing more than pointless resistance. The so-called formations are just the means of the weak. After so many years, these corpses still use the same old set of skills many years ago."

Some special monsters or imperial beasts have the ability to form formations.

But those are all innate formations, but they are just a means.

For example, the human race once had a top-notch power. His imperial beast was the Taboo Stone Venerable, and his natal talent was to draw formations. It is said that the most widely spread knowledge of acquired formations in civilization today originated from the ability taught by the Taboo Stone Venerable. .

The gap between the acquired formation and the innate formation is even greater.

It's not that no one in the human race studies formations, and there are researchers in many universities who study knowledge related to formations.

It's just not mainstream.

"The final battlefield is not for the people below to intervene." Chen Mian said.

"Let us break down the enemy's backbone first, and then the army behind will clean up the battlefield!" Chen Mian shook his neck, and his cervical spine made a crisp sound.

"Black Dragon, fight side by side with me." Chen Mian opened his arms and called out loudly.

The wind and clouds gathered in the sky.

Dark clouds loomed.

Lightning.

Above the sky, a terrifying existence shuttles through the sea of ​​clouds.

The dim light of scales among the thick leaden clouds is fleeting.

The heavy nostrils brought up the storm.

Squall, rainstorm, fog.

In the dense fog that could not be dispelled, two golden torches burned, piercing through the thick fog.

The shocking dragon's singing shakes the sky, and the black dragon of Huangquan breaks the maze.

The giant dragon with black border and gold pattern swooped down from the nine heavens.

The huge body exudes a strong dead air.

"Roar--"

Bull head, antlers, snake scales and eagle claws.

Huge in stature, smooth in stature, and imposing without anger or prestige.

Chen Mian jumped up, and the dragon claws in the sky fished down, grabbed Chen Mian, bent his left front paw, and protected it on his chest.

Chen Mian pointed with one hand, and the Black Dragon of Huangquan aimed at a certain direction, opened its dragon mouth and exhaled a strong dark breath.

The scorching purple-black dragon's breath distorted the space, drawing a horizontal line on the mountain peak.

The pen is like a dragon and snake, like a stroke of thick ink swaying between the peaks, the mountains are divided into two, the valleys are turned into mountain streams, and the rocks and soil melt like spring snow.

The majestic dragon flames are like huge waves, setting off waves of ten thousand zhang.

A large number of corpses didn't even have time to react, and were melted in an instant.

In the face of high-level existence, the number sometimes does not have much meaning.

Especially in decisive battles.

"It's actually a real dragon." In the rear, everyone in the army exploded and made noise when they saw the birth of the black dragon.

It is well known that there is a dragon in the imperial beast.

But very few people have actually seen a dragon.

The dragon bloodline is powerful and rare. Most of the so-called dragons in Obsidian are sub-dragons, not pure blood dragons.

Even flood dragons are extremely rare.

And true dragons are even rarer, because the blood of true dragons is strong, and pure blooded true dragons are at least above diamonds.

At this time, the other side.

In an army at the front.

Dou Hongying looked up at the domineering figure on the distant sky.

I thought silently in my heart.

"I heard that the Huangquan black dragon passed down in Chenmai among the twelve members of the Supreme Council is also a guardian beast handed down from ancient times like Zishu. Is this the Huangquan black dragon?"

The protection of the beasts has been passed down from generation to generation.

The number is also extremely rare.

The black dragon of Huangquan rushed into the mountains, and the peaks were destroyed one after another, and countless corpses really turned into corpses.

The corpse clan originally wanted to wait for the human masters to enter the mountains in large numbers before starting the formation.

But the Huangquan Black Dragon who rushed in suddenly broke their plan.

"Cultivate presumptuously." Deep in the mountains.

There are elders and strongmen of the corpse clan who make a move.

The strong corpse clan who shot was lifeless, his hair was sparse and almost fell out.

His eyes were dull, and he was wearing a black shroud.

The whole body was filled with lifeless energy, and a strange red light shone in the pupils.

A large number of invisible tentacles floated from behind it.

The naked eye can't see it at all, but the area where the tentacles exist can be perceived through mental power to distort the surrounding space.

Even Huangquan Black Dragon could feel a slight threat from this tentacle.

The tentacles penetrated the matter and turned into a black dragon in the sky bound with ropes.

Although he didn't know what it was, Huangquan Heilong naturally wouldn't let this disgusting thing touch him.

A large amount of black mist appeared on the surface of the body, and the Black Dragon of Huangquan leaped into the sky.

The tentacles below are weird and keep extending.

Huangquan Black Dragon waved its claws.

The power of the rich dark elements condensed into claws and slashed down.

The invisible and transparent tentacles were chopped into pieces.

But before Huangquan Black Dragon could heave a sigh of relief, the severed tentacles extended again.

Huangquan Black Dragon looked at the old man of the corpse clan, and it instantly understood.

The root of the tentacle is on the old man.

Either use up its strength, or kill it, otherwise the tentacles will be inexhaustible.

"Advanced Skill - Dark Glitter."

Huangquan Black Dragon's eyebrows flashed, and the black beam of light in the void was indistinguishable and dim in color.

Instantly pierced through the upper body of the corpse elder.

Due to the size of Huangquan Black Dragon, the dark light emitted from the center of its brow is as thick as a bucket.

The upper body of the corpse elder disappeared instantly and vaporized instantly.

No matter how tenacious its vitality is, if its upper body evaporates, it can only fall. Without the control of its master, those tentacles will disappear in place.

Following the sudden death of the corpse clan elder, the corpse clan in the mountains were shocked and furious.

The status of the old corpse clan is not low. They were the first generation to come to this planet.

There are not many people left from that generation, not only their status, but also their status is very special.

And because of the special talent of the corpse race, although they will naturally age and pass away, generally speaking, the longer they live, the strength will gradually increase.

The strength of the elders of the corpse clan is also at the highest level in their group.

Otherwise, it wouldn't let it fight the Black Dragon of Huangquan.

But all of them underestimated the strength of Huangquan Black Dragon.

"The realm of that dragon may surpass most of us, and perhaps only the boss can defeat it." Chi Dian looked back at the boss who had been sitting silently on the throne behind him.

The Red Army remained silent, facing the hopeful eyes of the clansmen.

But in my heart I cursed secretly, no, I can't.

Even it can't see through the depth of that Huangquan black dragon.

He doesn't have clairvoyant eyes, so he can see through other people's strength at a glance.

But it subconsciously felt threatened.

Even if it is a life-and-death battle, it does not have the confidence to become the final winner.

"There is no need to fight them to the death. Our goal is to preserve our strength. We are not the only enemy of the human race." The Red Army said lightly. "We can win, but there is no need to make a move. If the human race still has reinforcements, we might not be able to leave. Spare their lives today."

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