Super Dragon Cultivation System

"What? Have you been to the Undead Society? Ghostmaster President them ..."

The elder Guilong said in a stunned voice.

He didn't dare to ask any more than half of it.

He didn't dare to think about it.

I had a throat in my heart, stared at Zhang Xing, and eagerly wanted to know how the ghost fighter was.

But afraid of knowing the result, Zhang Xing spoke lightly when he was restless.

"Ghostmasters are all burned to death by my dragon."

"That big bone extinction array was also demolished by us."

Slam!

The elder Guilong felt a buzz in his head, his feet soft, and a (pi) pi sitting on a chair.

The news is equivalent to his half-life!

"This is impossible! This is impossible!"

The Zombie Legion may not want to, because they already control the soul.

Take a step back, the soul can be unnecessary, but Ghostmaster and other Fa Saints cannot be lost!

Without them, the great cause of dominating the Holy Dragon Continent is really far away!

Other undead saints were also shocked by the news.

"Elder, we need to stabilize and find a way to rush out!"

"Elder, we have a lot of people and we may lose to them!"

"Elder, let's just let it go!"

At the same time as the ghost dragon was in a daze, several elders came to hear them.

When the ghost dragon face (color) sank, they were right, now is not the time to tangle these things, to save ((xing) xing) life is the fundamental.

"Let's rush out at the same time, and each enters a tomb, where there is a teleportation array. Let's live and die!"

The ghost dragon spread a message to everyone, planning to make the final struggle.

After the third breath, all the undead saints are ready.

"Do it!"

Ghost Dragon orders!

Bang Bang Bang ...

Tens of thousands of undead magics hit the dragons (body sh n) at the same time.

Each person has played at least one hundred skills.

However, most of them are siege magic such as entanglement below level 5.

Under the surprise attack, even if they are three or four star war sages, they will not be sleepy soon.

As soon as all the undead holy faces (colors) are happy, they will fly (body sh n) towards the door.

Zhang Xing at the gate hasn't put it in their eyes yet.

But at this moment, they felt the opposite Han seemed to move.

Immediately afterwards, they saw an incredible scene.

Those big men were not affected by magic at the same time, raised their fists at the same time, and smashed hard against their noses.

"Uh ..."

With a sour nose and a buzzing head, he all sat back in his chair.

"This ... this ... how can magic not work for them?"

All undead saints are stunned ((bi) bi).

At this moment they also wanted to make a counterattack immediately, but the punch that was not so powerful had dispelled their entire (body sh n) magic.

I want to concentrate on recovering my magic quickly, but my mind is full of bright stars.

At this moment, they all turned into an elderly man without a chicken.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Xing's taunt came, and the Saints turned around to look.

"Don't you know that dragons are immune to magic below level 5?"

"what?"

The French saints stared and turned to the dragons with a stunned look.

"They ... they are your ... Dragon!"

Guilong swallowed hard and snorted.

"Yes, it's my ninety-nine dragons!"

"You should count as soon as they appear, but you haven't done so."

"Oh, that's a bit redundant."

"The results are the same for countless people. You can't live anyway. It just so happens that this tomb is your burial place!"

"Go ahead and send them to hell!"

As soon as Zhang Xing waved, she turned around (sh 离开 n) and left here.