Super Dragon Cultivation System

"What did the family run here (gan)?"

Zhang Xing had no chance to hear the wind shocked.

"Run this (do gan)?"

Wen Fengshen (Qing Qing) murmured for a while, muttering.

But an insidious hatred appeared on his face immediately.

"What do you say (gan)?"

"It's not because of you!"

"Because of your (insert cha) hand, we are shocked that the Hong Empire is gone, and the Wen family is also extinct!"

"I'm chased around like a mourning dog (kill sha)!"

"I was scared all day, I haven't had a good day!"

"I want (kill sha) you! I want (kill sha) you!"

Wen Feng said more and more angry, more and more excited.

Zhang Ya's dancing claws flew to Zhang Xing, stretched out her hands, and tried to strangle Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing understood, and his mouth was tilted, shaking his head.

"It's up to you to kill yourself. You've messed up with someone you shouldn't."

He waved.

boom!

The rushing wind fell directly from the air.

He slammed and hit the ground hard.

He felt like he was rubbed by a planet, his bones were shattered, and Dan Tian was destroyed.

"Wow!"

Can't help spitting blood.

"You ... have been promoted to Lord Eight Star?"

Zhang Xing shook his head.

"No! Impossible, Lord Seven Stars is not as strong as you. You must be Lord Eight Stars!"

He knew that Zhang Xing had returned from the East Mainland, and it was no surprise that he was promoted to His Holiness the Eight Star.

After hearing this, Keldo and others blinked.

Immediately frowned.

I haven't seen it for so many years, Zhang Xing's promotion speed is really horrible.

"What is the eight star lord, I can kill it with my fingers!"

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"Nine stars? Are you nine stars?"

At this point, Wen Feng knew that he could not live long, and had already seen life and death.

He just wanted to know where Zhang Xing had come from!

"The Lord of the Nine Stars is nothing but an ant in my eyes."

Zhang Xing shook his head.

boom!

Hearing this, Wenfeng's brain exploded!

Shortness of breath, eyes glaring brighter than ever.

"Zhang Xing, have you been ... sanctified?"

Keeping an eye on Zhang Xing's eyes, his look is complicated, some look forward to, some regret, and some remorse.

But it's more exciting!

In his complex and diverse expressions, Zhang Xing nodded faintly.

"Are you sanctified?"

"You are saint!"

"Hahaha ..."

Wen Feng laughed wildly, tears of laughter flowed out, but his laughter was not loud.

Every laughter also (exposed) a pain.

His meridians were broken, how could he make a loud sound.

"I'm not wrong to die!"

"It's not wrong to smell the family!"

"It's not unjust to shock the Empire!"

"But I am luckier than them. I see the Holy One!"

"Haha ..."

After two sounds, Wenfeng hung up, and a satisfied smile on his face.

Is Zhang Xing already the legendary saintly power?

Keldo, Phil, Cher, Andro ...

Everyone in the city's capital was motionless.

They are rarely seen even with the five or six star lords, let alone the fighting power of the seven or eight star lords, let alone the saints.

"Roar!"

When the six twin-headed dragons saw the death of their combat partners, they roared in unison, and there was still a bit of sadness in the voice.

After they roared, their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Zhang Xing with the hatred **** (color).

Revenge for a partner is something that every dragon must do.

"Be careful!"

"Zhang Xing!"

Sister Cher came out without knowing when, anxiously screaming.

"The seventh-order mutant python is not worthy of being called a dragon!"

Zhang Xing smiled coldly, stretched out his left hand, and gently gripped the six double-headed dragons.

"puff!"

Only the **** sky!

Six traces of two-headed dragons were not seen.

The power of the Holy One's grip is vividly displayed on these low-level Warcraft (body sh n)!