Super Dragon Cultivation System

At this point, everyone in the Hall of Honor fortress Council had seen the end.

"That's smelling the world!"

"Lu Yuan!"

"It's more than 10,000 Tier 7 dragons!"

"Mage Corps!"

"..."

The crowd called out one after another kneeling around the handsome account.

Although the face is no longer human, characters of all levels can be seen from the costumes.

It's terrifying.

What did (fa fa) give birth to, so that the Grand Marshal and Deputy Marshal of Jinghong Army, and all the high-level characters, knelt on the ground and turned into a (gan) corpse.

"There are no signs of Zhang San fighting them."

Liard searched through the scenes in the video, and found no trace of group attack magic.

But Zhang Sanfen knows the situation here.

And only they came back alive.

"Come on and ask Master Zhang to come and tell!"

Liard eagerly wanted to know what Jinghongjun had encountered.

"No need, I'm here."

Zhang Xing's faint voice came from outside the hall.

Huh!

Everyone in the hall looked at the door.

Only three shadows (body sh n) appeared before them.

Zhang Xing, Ruan Mei, and Keqila.

"Come on, Master Zhang!"

Liard and others stood up at the same time, greeting him politely.

After Zhang Xing sat down, Liard couldn't wait to ask.

"Excuse me, Master Zhang, more than 400 million shocked Hongjun and their Grand Marshal ..."

"Oh, you want to ask how they died?"

Zhang Xing held up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

"Yes, we sent someone to watch. It's weird that everyone in Jinghong Army died."

Liade Road.

"Oh! They were killed by their own (kill sha)."

"It can also be said that they died in the hands of the Lord God of War."

Zhang Xing put down the tea cup, and yesterday's scene appeared in his head, sneer in his heart, self-injustice!

"What does this mean?"

Everyone looked at each other, Liard wondered.

"Wen Tian Xia is a summoner. He has summoned the **** demons to kill us."

"As a result, he was sucked (dry gan) by the **** demons first, and we just saved it."

Everyone seemed to understand, but they could all understand what Zhang Xing said.

They knew that there was a profession of summoners, but they all looked at the classics.

No one has ever seen what the summoner can summon.

Besides, the records in the classics are not detailed, so no one will pay special attention to these.

"What the **** is a demon?"

The Deputy Lord Doha couldn't help asking.

"An exotic race is about half a step ahead of the Lord."

"Talent skills are bloodthirsty. Those people died only after he sucked (dry gan) blood."

Zhang Xing explained.

"What? Half-step Eight-Star Emperor?"

Everyone was stunned.

Is it crazy to hear the world, how dare he summon the exotic demon head?

Oh, yes, he's dead, and it looks like he really doesn't want to die.

However, this is not his original intention, who would choose this troublesome death method!

If this is to let the saints with more than seven stars on the eastern continent know that they will spare no effort and cross the ocean to destroy the world.

The half-step Eight-Star Emperor's realm is no longer an ordinary character in Eastern Europe.

They come here casually, although they cannot be as big as **** demons.

But (kill sha) death of billions of troops will not delay much time.

"Where did the last **** demon go?"

Doha asked euphemistically.

Since Zhang San was there all the way, **** demons could not see them.

But why didn't they die?