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Lin Qingxuan and Bai Ruoxi's expressions changed drastically, and they retreated hastily, simultaneously summoning their defensive magic treasures.

A cyan shield and a white veil stood in front of him. The dragon's breath struck them, cracking the shield and burning the veil to ashes.

The two were also thrown back, spitting blood and becoming listless.

The vampire patriarch transformed into a bat, fluttering around the black dragon and repeatedly stabbing its eyes with a blood-red longsword.

But the black dragon's eyes were covered by a transparent membrane, and when the longsword pierced them, not even a splash was made.

"Annoying bugs!"

With a swipe of its claws, the black dragon sent the vampire patriarch flying.

The vampire patriarch crashed to the ground, creating a large, human-shaped crater. His bones were broken, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Fenrir, the wolf king, pounced on the black dragon's back, opened his blood-red maw, and bit at the dragon's neck.

But the black dragon's scales were too hard, and the wolf king's teeth bit down on them.

Only a few shallow teeth marks remained, and a few teeth were broken.

With a backhand swipe of its claws, the black dragon knocked the wolf king off its back.

The wolf king crashed to the ground, creating a large crater, and blood streamed from its mouth.

"God said, 'Let there be light!'"

The Pope raised his scepter, and holy light surged from it, transforming into a massive pillar of light that crashed down on the black dragon.

The beam of light struck the black dragon's abdomen, exploding into a burst of golden light.

The black dragon, in pain, roared and swept its tail, sending the Pope flying.

The pope crashed to the ground and slid dozens of meters before his scepter slipped from his hand, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Baka! You damned Chinese bug, die! Waaaaah..."

The old swordsman, Yagyu Jubei, drew both of his long swords and struck the black dragon's claws.

The blade flashed like snow, leaving two deep wounds on the dragon's claws.

The black dragon roared, and with a clench of its claws, it seized the old swordsman.

"Baka yarou, let me go!"

The old swordsman struggled, but the black dragon's claws were like iron clamps, gripping tighter and tighter.

The sound of bones shattering rang out, and the old sword saint screamed in agony as blood flowed from his seven orifices.

"Damn it, what kind of gibberish is that? I can't understand it anyway, might as well just eat it!"

With a powerful squeeze, the black dragon crushed the old swordsman's body, turning it into a cloud of blood mist, which it then sucked into its mouth.

Black Dragon smacked his lips twice, then spat it out, looking disgusted.

"Ptooey! What is that? It smells sour and rotten!"

After several rounds, dozens of people were either dead or wounded.

The power of a god is terrifying and unstoppable.

Han Zifeng got up from the ground, his left shoulder was caved in and bleeding profusely, and his face was deathly pale.

He looked at the black dragon, his eyes filled with fear.

We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them.

"Lin Qingxuan! Bai Ruoxi!"

He transmitted his voice to Yingzhou and the abbot.

"If the three of us use a combined attack formation, we might be able to hold it off for a while!"

Lin Qingxuan and Bai Ruoxi exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

The three of them simultaneously bit their tongues, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Blood essence intertwined in the air, transforming into a massive crimson array that enveloped the black dragon.

"Dragon Trapping Formation...Activate!"

The three shouted in unison, and countless blood-red chains flew out from the blood-red array, binding the black dragon's limbs and neck.

The black dragon struggled fiercely, and the chains tightened rapidly, but did not break.

"Hmm? Interesting, it actually managed to trap me for a few breaths!"

The black dragon struggled violently, and the chains creaked and rattled.

Its movements were restricted, and it was temporarily unable to move.

"Quick! Now!"

Han Zifeng shouted loudly to the others.

"Attack its vitals together!"

But with others either injured or dead, where would they find the strength to attack?

"A bunch of ants, daring to turn the world upside down?"

The black dragon was enraged. It opened its huge mouth and sucked all the half-dead people on the ground into its mouth.

Crunchy and delicious, tastes like chicken...

Black Dragon looked completely satisfied and thoroughly enjoying himself!

Han Zifeng glanced at the black dragon, then looked towards Luo Tian.

Luo Tian stood at a distance with the three women, his hands behind his back.

I watched their performance quietly, occasionally offering a few comments.

From beginning to end, they had no intention of taking action.

"Damn natives!"

Han Zifeng gritted his teeth and sent a telepathic message to Lin Qingxuan and Bai Ruoxi.

"Lure the black dragon to that native's place! Let him taste what it's like to be crushed!"

Lin Qingxuan and Bai Ruoxi exchanged a glance and nodded together.

The three of them simultaneously withdrew their strength, and the blood-red chains snapped instantly.

The black dragon broke free of its restraints and was about to launch an attack.

But they discovered that the three of them had already transformed into three streaks of light and were flying towards Luo Tian.

"Um?"

Black Dragon turned his head and saw Luo Tian and the others.

"They're just a few grasshoppers; they won't be jumping around for long!"

Black Dragon snorted disdainfully.

Han Zifeng and the other two flew to Luo Tian's side, took out the Escape Talisman, and crushed it.

Three golden rays enveloped the three of them, and they vanished from their spot in an instant.

"You native ants, enjoy yourselves! Hahaha!"

Han Zifeng's voice echoed in the air, full of smugness.

Luo Tian looked in the direction they disappeared, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at the black dragon indifferently.

Black Dragon also looked at him, their eyes met, staring at each other.

Why didn't you run away?

Black Dragon was slightly surprised.

Luo Tian's lips curled into a smile:

"Why run?"

"I am a black dragon in the Nascent Soul stage, while you are merely a minor cultivator in the Enlightenment stage."

Black Dragon's eyes were full of contempt.

"I can burn you to death with a single breath of my dragon breath, believe it or not?"

"Oh? I don't believe it!"

Luo Tian handed Xiao Niannian to Ye Qianxue, took a step forward, and stood in mid-air.

"We have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Black Dragon frowned:

"This emperor? You dare to challenge me? Are you out of your mind?"

Luo Tian did not answer.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion; a flash of light appeared, and the Xuanyuan Sword fell into his hand.

Luo Tian flicked his wrist, and the Xuanyuan Sword immediately shone with golden light.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grass, and trees on the sword all came to life.

Runes lit up, and sword light pierced the sky.

"A black dragon at the Nascent Soul stage?... "

Luo Tian muttered to himself, a smile playing on his lips.

"Perfect timing to test just how much of my strength I've recovered!"

The black dragon sensed the sudden burst of energy emanating from Luo Tian, ​​and its pupils contracted sharply.

"You...you're not in the early Nascent Soul stage?!"

Luo Tian did not answer, but a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

Then, he slashed out with his sword.

The sword light pierced the sky, illuminating the entire secret realm.

A sword's golden light illuminates the nine provinces, ten thousand cold rays cover the long night...