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Amidst the black dragon's unrestrained laughter, an even more terrifying aura erupted from its body.

The full pressure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator pressed down as if the sky were collapsing.

Those Golden Core stage cultivators and the powerful mortals who arrived later were directly pressed to the ground, spitting out blood.

The Nascent Soul stage cultivators were also pale-faced, struggling to maintain their strength by circulating their spiritual energy.

"Um?"

Black Dragon's gaze suddenly fell on Little Gold beside Luo Tian.

The little golden disc rested on Xiao Niannian's shoulder, its dragon eyes fixed on the black dragon, its body trembling slightly.

"A badly injured baby dragon?"

A hint of excitement flashed in the black dragon's eyes.

"A five-clawed golden dragon? Its bloodline is noble, but unfortunately, it's too weak."

Its tone was disdainful, and the fire of desire in its eyes was about to consume it completely.

"I'll save you for last! Devouring you will allow my cultivation to recover even faster, hahaha..."

Xiao Jin trembled, his dragon eyes filled with anger and fear.

A black dragon at the Nascent Soul stage is beyond its current capabilities to contend with.

"Owner……"

Xiao Jin's voice rang in Luo Tian's mind, trembling slightly.

Luo Tian reached out and gently patted Xiao Jin's head without saying a word.

But Xiao Jin felt the warmth of his palm, and most of her fear dissipated.

Han Zifeng's face was gloomy, and his eyes flickered.

He glanced at the black dragon, then at Luo Tian, ​​and quickly began to calculate in his mind.

A black dragon at the Nascent Soul stage is not someone he can deal with.

But if we run away now, Penglai Immortal Island will lose all face.

Moreover, the news of the black dragon's birth must be sent back.

"Gentlemen!"

Han Zifeng suddenly spoke, his voice amplified by spiritual power, spreading in all directions.

"This black dragon is vicious by nature. If we don't eliminate it, none of us will leave the secret realm alive! Let alone retrieve the treasure!"

The group exchanged glances, each seeing hesitation in the other's eyes.

"I propose that we join forces and slay this fiend!"

Han Zifeng drew the long sword from his back.

"Let's kill it together and divide its flesh and bones equally. This black dragon is no ordinary treasure!"

Everyone was persuaded, and their eyes gradually brightened.

This powerful black dragon is a treasure trove, its entire body is priceless.

"Alright! Let's all go together!"

The shirtless giant was the first to step forward, carrying a huge axe in his hand, its blade gleaming coldly.

"I want camphor; it's a highly nourishing substance!"

The gaunt old man let out a strange laugh, his hands forming claws, his fingernails gleaming with an eerie light.

"Both dragon eggs are mine; I can evolve after swallowing them."

The humanoid creature in the black mist flapped its wings, and a jet-black spear appeared in its hand.

Those hazy, blood-red eyes stared intently at the front of the black dragon's tail.

"I want the dragon blood; it can help me evolve."

The vampire patriarch transformed into human form, now wielding a blood-red longsword.

"I, the Emperor, will take the lion's share of the dragon meat!"

Fenrir, the wolf king, transformed into a giant wolf and howled to the sky.

"The Lord says, wherever there is light, it is God's will!"

The Pope held his scepter, and holy light enveloped him.

"I also want to see if this legendary creature of China is as powerful as the rumors say! Baka!"

The old swordsman, Yagyu Jubei, drew two long swords, their blades gleaming like snow.

The white-haired old man on Qingyun Mountain, Lin Qingxuan from Yingzhou, and Bai Ruoxi from the abbot's quarters all drew their weapons.

Dozens of figures unleashed their power and charged towards the black dragon simultaneously.

"You're courting death! You ants with your meager courage, yet you dare to be so arrogant! I will devour you all!"

The black dragon snorted coldly and swung its claws.

Five black claw marks tore through the void, gleaming with a chilling light, and lunged towards the crowd.

Where the claw marks passed, the air was torn apart, producing a sharp whistling sound.

The few Golden Core cultivators at the forefront were torn to pieces by claw marks before they could even scream.

Blood splattered, and bits of flesh flew everywhere, all of which were sucked into the black dragon's mouth.

The sound of smacking lips echoed throughout the room.

"Spread out! Don't huddle together!"

Han Zifeng shouted and dodged the claw marks.

With a flick of his longsword, a blue sword aura slashed towards the black dragon's abdomen.

The sword energy struck the black dragon's scales, producing a metallic clang.

Only a faint white mark remained on the scales, without even breaking the skin.

"You ant! How dare you stab me with your sword! Take this whip!"

With a flick of its tail, the black dragon unleashed a massive, iron-whip-like sweep that swept across the land.

The speed was so fast that the air was blown apart, creating a sonic boom.

Han Zifeng's expression changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly.

But the dragon's tail was too fast and still managed to hit his left shoulder.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

Han Zifeng spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, crashed to the ground, and slid for dozens of feet before stopping.

His left shoulder collapsed, and he couldn't lift his entire left arm.

Seeing this, Lin Qingxuan and Bai Ruoxi attacked simultaneously, their cyan and white sword energies intertwining.

It transformed into a massive bluish-white sword light, slashing towards the black dragon's neck.

With a swipe of its claws, the black dragon shattered the sword light.

Then it opened its mouth and spat out a stream of black dragon breath, which burned towards the two of them.

The dragon's breath was extremely hot, and it ignited the air wherever it passed.

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