Rise of Qinglian

Eighty-eighty-sixty-four foundation-building monks including Wang Changsheng poured mana into the command flag in their hands, and the flag suddenly lit up, and a spiritual light flew out from the tip of the flag, and disappeared into the two-color light curtain in a flash.

A large number of cyan light spots emerged in the light curtain, turning into sharp cyan wind blades, cutting towards the black dragon from all directions.

"Roar!"

The black flood dragon let out a roar, and swept its long tail suddenly, smashing more than a dozen cyan hurricanes into pieces, densely packed red fireballs and cyan wind blades hit it, and there was a huge explosion sound, and the billowing flames drowned it. It's half the size.

But soon, there was a burst of black light in the flames, and the flames collapsed and disappeared.

It opened its mouth and ejected a thick black beam of light, which hit the two-color light curtain in a flash, and the two-color light curtain shook violently.

"Increase your strength, don't hold back, and kill this monster as soon as possible. The eight-door wind and fire formation is not a defensive formation. If you let this beast break the formation, you will be unlucky."

Yang Zongwang shouted loudly, and the mana in his body was poured into the array crazily, and the array lit up immediately.

After hearing this, Wang Changsheng and the others did not dare to be negligent, and poured more mana into the formation flag. As Yang Zongwang said, if the formation was broken by the black flood dragon, they, the Foundation Establishment cultivators, would be the ones who would be unlucky.

Within the two-color light curtain, countless blue lights and fire lights emerged out of thin air, turning into dozens of huge giant wind blades and huge fire blades, slashing fiercely at the body of the black flood dragon.

Even though the black flood dragon had thick skin and thick flesh, under the attack of the formation, its body was scarred and many scales fell off from its body. Where the scales fell off, the flesh and blood were blurred, and its body exuded a scorched aura.

This Tier 3 flood dragon has not been promoted to Tier 3 for a long time. A Dandan and 64 Foundation Establishment cultivators manipulated a Tier 3 formation to besiege it. Bang bang.

Wang Changsheng and the others did not dare to keep their hands, and injected more mana into the formation flag to maintain the existence of the two-color light curtain.

"cut!"

With a sound of Yang Zongwang falling, a large number of cyan light spots and red light spots appeared in the two-color light curtain, which turned into a pair of huge two-color scissors, and cut fiercely at the black dragon.

A miserable roar sounded, and a long bloodstain appeared on the abdomen of the black flood dragon, and the blood flowed continuously.

A large number of flames emerged and turned into dozens of red hurricanes several feet high. The flames billowed and quickly swept towards the black dragon.

The speed of the red hurricane was extremely fast, and dozens of red hurricanes hit the black dragon one after another.

There was a burst of "rumbling" explosions, and a large piece of red flames engulfed the black dragon.

A large number of cyan light spots emerged in the light curtain, turning into palm-sized cyan wind blades, numbering as many as tens of thousands.

There was a loud "chi chi", tens of thousands of blue wind blades shot from all directions, scrambling to be the first to disappear into the flames, and a large black scale fell out of the sea of ​​flames.

A deafening dragon chant sounded, a burst of black light lit up in the flames, the flames were quickly extinguished, and a black dragon appeared.

The black dragon's body surface was scorched black, its breath was sluggish, the scales on its abdomen were almost gone, and the blood flowed continuously. It seemed that it couldn't last long.

It realized something was wrong and was about to fly back to the black water pool.

Naturally, Yang Zongwang wouldn't let it do what he wanted. Once the formula changed, a large number of cyan light spots suddenly appeared in the two-color light curtain, turning into a giant cyan net, covering the black dragon.

"Come on, this bastard is dying."

Yang Zongwang yelled, injecting more mana into the array.

After hearing this, Wang Changsheng and others poured more mana into the banner.

Countless cyan wind blades emerged in mid-air, slashing at the black dragon's body overwhelmingly. The black dragon's blood flowed continuously, and its aura became weaker and weaker.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the black pool splashed water waves more than ten feet high, and a huge white dragon flew out of it. Judging by its aura, it was a third-order dragon.

The breath of this white dragon is stronger than that of the black dragon, and its size is also larger.

"Why is there a third-order monster dragon!"

Yang Zongwang's face suddenly darkened.

"This...Ninth brother, I don't know, I only found a third-level flood dragon at the beginning, and it was this black flood dragon."

Yang Zongyan's face tightened, and he explained cautiously.

The third-tier monsters are very dangerous, and the foundation-builder cultivators dare not provoke them. The third-tier flood dragons do not go out to look for food, and Yang Zongwang does not let others disturb the third-tier flood dragons. Who knows how many third-tier flood dragons there are.

"Destroy these two third-tier flood dragons with all our strength. After the task is completed, the original reward will be doubled."

Yang Zongwang said solemnly, fortunately, there are more foundation-building monks accompanying him, and it is still very possible to kill two third-tier dragons by using the third-tier mid-tier formation.

Even though Wang Changsheng and other foundation-building monks were unwilling, they could only inject more mana into the formation flag. Even if Yang Zongwang didn't say anything, they didn't dare to be sloppy.

"Roar!"

The white ice dragon sprayed out a thick white beam of light, which hit the two-color light curtain in a flash, and the place hit by the white beam of light quickly froze.

Countless cyan light spots emerged and turned into tens of thousands of cyan wind blades, slashing at the two dragons.

The black flood dragon let out an angry roar and broke free from the shackles of the blue net.

The two flood dragons were rampaging inside the two-color light curtain and collided with the light wall. The two-color light curtain shook endlessly, and there were loud bangs and bangs.

The mana of Wang Changsheng and others quickly passed away, and their complexions quickly turned pale. Wang Changsheng's complexion was slightly pale, and the others were sweating profusely and their complexions were pale.

The two dragons were scarred and bleeding continuously, especially the black dragon, whose aura became more and more sluggish, and there were several long bloodstains on the abdomen, while the white dragon was slightly injured.

They kept hitting the two-color light curtain, and the two-color light curtain shook endlessly, and the light became dimmer.

"Senior Yang, we can't stand it any longer, so we have to think of other ways."

someone yelled.

They spent more than half of their mana before severely injuring the black dragon, and suddenly a white dragon rushed out. Naturally, their mana was not enough.

"Understood, hold on for a while longer, Wen Bin, Wen Hua, quickly activate the talisman and cooperate with the old man to kill these two third-tier monster dragons."

Yang Zongwang ordered, mana was poured into the array crazily.

The two Yang family disciples responded, each took out a talisman, poured mana into it crazily, and the talisman suddenly lit up.

"Miss, be careful, the formation may not be able to trap two third-order dragons for long."

Wang Changsheng reminded Wang Ruyan via sound transmission.

"Understood, husband, you too."

The foundation-builder cultivators with foreign surnames present complained endlessly. If they knew this, they would never agree to help encircle and suppress the third-order flood dragon.

Now they are riding a tiger, and they are surrounded by formations for hundreds of miles. They can't run even if they want to, so they can only help Yang Zongwang kill the third-order dragon with all their strength.