Zhulong does have the ability to look down on the people, and the huge body that covers the sky alone is enough to scare any player to collapse on the spot.

It's too big, even an adult dragon doesn't have a small piece of its body.

Half a step of enchanting beauty was lost, he took Shui Yanluo's jade hand, jumped onto the flamingo, and escaped from a distance.

Although she was panicked, she was not impulsive. Facing the powerful Zhulong, it was meaningless to stay here. At this time, Zhulong was not something that humans could do. At least with the current level and strength of the players, it was impossible to defeat Zhulong.

The so-called human sea tactic is nothing in the face of absolute power, just like Lola's concern for Solomon, the king of the demon god, if the human sea tactic is useful, why would she be so desperate?

Half-step Yaorao naturally understood this truth, so she didn't hesitate at all and directly pulled her good sister Shui Yanluo to run away. If the two of them died, the Red Pink Legion, which was slaughtered by Zhulong, lost its backbone, it would be like a pile of loose sand. Not to mention taking down the Diaoyu Islands, it would be hard to say whether they would be killed by the sea adventurers on the island with one counterattack.

"Fire the gun." Half-step Yaorao issued an attack order in the team chat.

The gunner on the ship tower tried hard to fix his body, carrying a grenade cannon on his shoulder to lock the Zhulong. He shot a roar. Dozens of shells flew wildly and exploded on Zhulong's huge body. The thick red scales covered with the body immediately burst out with a layer of charming blood red. The sound of cannons roared, but they were just loud. The grenade cannons that were originally used to bombard players in a second caused only less than a thousand points of damage to Zhulong.

The wind was howling, and the long and bitter hair that stood proudly on the reef covered his face. His hands changed into the air and formed mysterious handprints, and red lights kept flying in front of him...

"Zhulong, kill me."

"roar."

When Zhulong heard the order, his huge bloody eyes were fierce and fierce. It shook its huge tail hard, and the surging sea surface suddenly became even more violent.

Boom.

The candle dragon roared and crashed into the sea. The impact immediately aroused a series of water columns that were hundreds of feet long. They were like huge waves of undulating mountains and overturned the four warships. Then the huge waves that stood slashed down one after another, smashing the huge wooden warships.

"Escape."

Japanese players suddenly saw Zhulong showing great power. The fear that shocked the soul made them lose their fighting spirit immediately. They screamed like ghosts and howls, panicking and running away on the violently shaking warship, but they could not find a way to escape. Staying on the warship might lead to luck. At this time, they abandoned the ship and jumped into the sea, and the terrifying waves would immediately swallow them.

At this time, the shocking roar sounded again, huge waves rolled, and a huge red pillar flew through the sea. The dark sky, like the dark night, was suddenly reflected in a blood color that made people's hearts break.

Zhulong flew in the air and roared, and his long python tail flew and rolled. The frigate, which was a little larger than an ordinary warship, was rolled into the air.

Zhulong roared and twisted it suddenly. With a click, the frigate with more than 300 yards was actually squeezed in a horrifying gaze.

Suddenly, the Japanese players, together with the broken warship broken wood, fell down screaming and layered huge waves roared down, and the wreckage of the warship and countless players were instantly crushed into the seabed.

In the distance, Chinese and Japanese warships rammed into the battlefield in the sea. The Chinese players' eyes turned from horror to ecstasy. They shouted loudly. The morale, which was originally suppressed by the main force of the Emperor's Palace, suddenly increased greatly. Hundreds of warships crashed into the Japanese warships like black dragons bravely and fearlessly amid the excitement of killing.

Japanese players looked at the red pink guild warships that were constantly being stormed in the air, and all of them were pale and fearless. Even the president of the Emperor Palace Onitsuka, who had always been arrogant and conceited, could not help but feel cold at this moment. He was worried that Zhulong would destroy the Red Pink Legion and then attack their warships.

If this is true, there is no doubt that what is waiting for the Emperor's Palace will be a catastrophe.

No one can compete with Zhulong, even a god cannot. Little do they know that an existence as dynasty as Zhulong cannot last long. Although Chi Anshang paid a huge price to drop ten levels to summon it, and his attributes dropped by 10% within thirty days, Zhulong only existed for only one minute.

...

The Zhulong is getting more and more violent, and the flying and diving is getting more and more urgent. In the red light that bursts all over the sky, every time a warship is swept into the air, and then is strangled and destroyed. The wreckage of Japanese players and warships falls, as dense as a rainstorm.

Looking at this sea area, the huge waves became more powerful. The huge waves dozens of feet high roared and rushed out of the sea again, and then were rolled over and smashed heavily to the Japanese warships that were undulating on the boiling sea surface.

This scene seems to be the end of the world, where the candle dragon swept through, life disappears, and everything is destroyed.

...

Suddenly, the red light shot from the Tianyuan Blade of Chi Anshang's right hand slowly faded. He raised his head slightly, as if he had forgotten about the Zhulong, whose violent and ferocious aura was getting weaker and weaker in the sky.

He silently calculated the time in his heart. After a while, Zhulong burst out with an unwilling roar after he wrecked another warship. His huge body faded rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into nothingness and disappeared.

In just one minute, more than 30 warships that set up artillery to prepare to bombard the Diaoyu Islands were all destroyed. Not only that, the Red Pink Legion had nearly two-thirds of the warships destroyed, and all the 150,000 guild elites on the warships were torn into pieces and sank into the bottom of the sea.

Unfortunately, these were all judged by the system as similar to war equipment and were not counted as Chi Anshang. Otherwise, this guy would have been able to soar into the sky and be promoted to the highest rank of the entire server in just one minute.

These fallen sadness didn't care. The moment Zhulong disappeared, he activated the buff skill of attack amplification [Tianyuan Jue]. His long black hair still covered his face. No one could see his expression clearly at this moment, and no one could see the extremely complex emotions buried in his eyes.

"The whole team attacked and killed this bastard for me."

Most of the guild elites who depended on were killed by an unparalleled beast. Yunjiu's plan to fight for a long time was destroyed. This sudden blow almost caused half of the enchanting emotions to collapse. She shed tears and her heart-wrenching screams echoed over the calm sea, looking so sad and desperate.

On the other hand, more than 7,000 sea adventurers gathered on the Diaoyu Islands burst into cheers in an orderly manner, and no one sympathized with the crying beauty president. In the eyes of most Chinese people, no matter whether they are men or women, even if they encounter tragedies that are ten times more miserable than this, they will be unhappy and blamed by themselves, especially during the national war that concerns national tax interests and honors, any sympathy is unnecessary.

For a moment, the cheers and curses sounded in his ears, and he sighed in his heart. Tianyuan Nibian was tightly held in his hand. The silver-blade, the cold-blade, plowed the sea surface stained with blood, as if it had also cut through his heart, making him almost suffocated.

His steps were getting faster and faster, and the slight wave that the blade blew was getting faster and faster, and less than a hundred yards away from him, the thousands of Japanese players who woke up from their horror and anger looked nothing in his eyes.

It is not unbearable to drop the level by ten levels. At least he still has the level advantage against these Red Pink Guild players, but it is a bit terrible to drop the attribute by 10%. This 10% gap is enough to make masters of the same level crush him.

But these were not within his consideration. He alone launched a charge against thousands of Japanese players who counterattacked.

"Fuck this bastard to death."

"Pink Warriors, kill me."

The surging crowd rushed over in shallow water, the rain of arrows roared through the air, the magic flashed and the slashed rapidly, and the long spear and short sword slashed and stabbed... In the sky and the earth, hundreds of people attacked towards the fallen sorrow.

The expression of the dark and sad wooden ran without any change. The Tianyuan Reverse Blade swirled in front of him, and a sliver of silver light flew, and only the hissing sound was heard. A series of fine scratches suddenly appeared in the space around him. At that moment, time seemed to be still, and the space seemed to be split. With a circle of his arc blade, those silver lights as silk as threads suddenly intertwined into a dazzling silver vortex in his hands...

"kill."

Chi Anshen shouted loudly, and the vortex suddenly spread out, and a bloody color suddenly surged. The Tianyuan Reverse Blade, which was only three feet long, turned into a strange blood moon in a blink of an eye. The infiltrating red instantly immersed the silver vortex, and blood lights flew out from the vortex, like a red snake flying all over the sky exploded within a twenty yards of his body.

More than 30 melee Japanese players who were surrounding him screamed and flew out before they could launch their attacks.

A large number of damage values ​​of more than 80,000 were suddenly filled with one another. Such fierce attack damage, few Japanese players who are just elites can withstand a single blow without rushing.

However, the blood-colored sword light burst out like a Chi Danshen protected by a spiraling full moon. Although it can break all physical attacks, it cannot avoid the intensive magical blow.

One by one, the damage of dozens or hundreds continued to rise on him.

Without team support, without priest blessing, and without blood-sucking equipment that can greatly convert attack damage into his own blood. He rode alone and broke into the siege of thousands of troops without using the running skills at all. Even if he is extremely brave, he will seek death.

But he was not afraid, like a red hurricane, and he rushed in without hesitation. The darling of hell and others in the distance could no longer see his figure. In her vision, there was only blood flying all over the sky, and the damage value was so dense that it could not be distinguished.

He rushed wildly with his blade, and was unstoppable. Rows of Japanese players were killed instantly. In less than two minutes, more than 500 corpses had fallen down where he walked.

At this time, his health was only one-third, and even if his defense was high, it would not last for two minutes.

Facing the tide of enemy troops, Chi Danshen smiled indifferently, and his blood suddenly subsided, and silver cyclones danced around him again.

At this moment, the attack state stagnated and changed. Shui Yanluo, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with half-step enchanting flamingo standing in the wind, finally saw his face and his eyes...

Then Shui Yanluo's angry expression suddenly froze. He was looking at her, keeping looking at her.

She wanted to avoid his eyes, but her heart couldn't help but feel ache when it touched his eyes.

She stared at him blankly, at his eyes that were as vast as the endless sea, and at the deep sorrow that could not be dissolved and the deep love that could not be dissolved.

He looked up at her, as if he was looking up at Haoyue that he could never touch. Then the knife rose and fell, and another dozen Japanese players who rushed up fell and flew out.

"Shuishiluo..."

He shouted loudly: "Remember, my name is Chi Anshang, the fighting god Chi Anshang, I was not defeated by the Japanese, I was just defeated by my beloved woman..."

boom.

The ultimate magic Explosion technique of dozens of arcane magicians covered them at the same time. He did not hide and was wiped out in the white light...

A half-step enchanting stared at the daze of Shui Yanluo with a big rock in his heart, frowned and asked, "Do you believe it?"

Shui Yanluo turned her head, turned her back to her, and her voice choked like a mosquito, "I don't know."

"Don't forget that he is a Chinese who ruined our Red Pink Guild's Chinese, and more than 100,000 Red Pink Congregations were destroyed because of him... So, I don't allow it."

Half-step enchanting voice was slightly cold: "Let's go, I will sweep all the sea adventurers in China in ten days. Now I will take down the Diaoyu Islands with me. Since the battlefield opened, Japan has had many jokes. I don't want the red pink you and me to create together to become a joke."

...

On the Diaoyu Island, Yichen sighed deeply: "It's so miserable. That second guy is serious. Speaking of the favorite sister, we really should have rushed over when Zhulong disappeared just now, so that the second guy won't die. Why do you want to stop us?"

The darling of hell said softly: "If you die, he may feel better. Shui Yanluo may really hate him. After the war, they are about to rush over. Everyone is ready to fight, Yichen, and I will deal with their air cavalry."

"Damn, wind snake, gray-feathered griffon, bloodthirsty demon eagle... why are there so many six-headed flying mounts?" Yi Chen complained.

"I'm afraid of yarn, just a sixth-level flamingo has some strength, and the others are fourth-level 5th-level. The darling sister's seventh-level blue sea dragon is completely overwhelming them without any pressure." Big Bear exclaimed.

While speaking, the darling of hell silently recited the summoning spell. A six-pointed star summoning array evaporated a faint green light and slowly rotated. Then a low dragon roar sounded. A seventh-level dragon with a scale of more than twenty yards long and green as green as jade spread out from the array and flew out. The innate dragon power naturally spread out. The red pink air cavalry that was flying in a hurry, and the mount under its feet trembled involuntarily.

The Dragon Clan is the top race in this continent. Not to mention that none of the red-pink air cavalry is of the seventh level. Even air cavalry of the same level will be shocked by the dragon power when facing the dragon creatures and feel fear of being timid.

The darling of hell gently jumped onto the back of the Blue Sea Dragon, and a staff of deep purple crystal was inlaid in his hand. The sea adventurers below immediately shouted in a loud voice, facing at least five times their Japanese soldiers, they brazenly launched a counterattack.

At this moment, the Chinese fleet, which had already defeated the battlefield in the deep sea, suddenly burst into cheers of tsunamis.

Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously turned their heads to see the intersection of sea and sky. The sails were full of shadows, and the bright red blood-red battle flags of the gods slowly floated out of the sea like rounds of sunrise. The invincible iron-clad fleet spanned more than twenty miles of sea area, galloping through the waves and riding the wind. The white waves plowed by the warships rolled continuously and were spectacular.

"It is the iron-clad fleet of the gods, and the Gods' expedition forces have returned to the rescue."

"Brothers, kill me, attack me from front and back, and destroy these little Japanese."

"Kill, the overlord is undefeated."

"Overlord."

"Overlord."

The surging sounds shone through the sky. Once upon a time, Ye Feng's name no longer represents the gods, he also represents Leize City. At least at this moment, every Leize City player regards him as proud.

The word "Overlord" is the war drum that inspires morale in the army at this moment. The "drum sound" is like thunder, and everyone is not afraid of it.

Perhaps, he will represent the Chinese region in the future.

The darling of hell stepped on the blue sea dragon and stood gracefully. She glanced at the pale half-step not far away and said seriously: "You are going to lose, you know very well that there is no guild in Japan that can compete with the Iron Armored Fleet of the Gods."

"It seems that I still have a chance to go to Hachiki City..." She thought of the blurry outline in her heart and smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!