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Chapter 509 Thunder Dragon Shows Evil

"No! I'm going to help them!"

Jin Yuan said impatiently. As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped up, and then a golden light burst out, her clothes were broken, and the sound of dragons exploded, which made the spirits in the air stop. When they looked down, they saw a golden dragon flying towards them with their teeth and claws.

"Three Princess!"

Qing Qi exclaimed. Although it and Jin Yuan had already become a single servant, the dragon clan had a strict rank and the rank was not deeply rooted in people's hearts. So when he saw Jin Yuan joining the battle, he couldn't stand it anymore and rushed out of the sea to chase Jin Yuan, which scared Ying Limeng.

With a clamor, Ying Limeng accidentally fell into the sea. The next moment she floated out of the sea and kept wiping the sea water on her face, her little face looked at Qing Qi in the air with anger.

"Tsk tsk, there is actually an emperor dragon, we slaughter it!"

Hundreds of spiritual races surrounded Jin Yuan. Her nearly thirty-meter-long dragon body was filled with sacredness and deterrence, which made those spiritual races not dare to attack rashly for a moment. At this time, Qing Qi flew from bottom to top to Jin Yuan and fought side by side with her.

Originally, Qing Qi's fifteen-meter-long body was already huge enough, but now he looked so petite in front of Jin Yuan.

"You spiritual clan! Damn it!"

Jin Yuan roared, her voice no longer so ethereal, like a wild beast. After the dragon transformed, her combat power almost doubled, and she instantly jumped from 40,000 to 80,000, and her strength soared to the hell level. As soon as the dragon power came out, the spirit races retreated one after another.

Hong Feng, who was confronting Shan Luo, was also shocked: "What a strong hell level!"

The other two black-skinned spirits were standing alone, one left and one right. Their eyes looked at Jin Yuan were filled with fear, and the combat power of 80,000 was even stronger than that of them.

"Hehe! There are more than two dragons!"

Shan Luo suddenly sneered, making Hongfeng turn his gaze again. The two black-skinned spirit races also increased the power in their hands, making Shan Luo unable to move.

He lowered his head and smiled evilly: "There is also a black Yuan thunder dragon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Luo suddenly turned the literary energy in his body and poured into his back. The next moment, his eyes burst out with blood, his body suddenly expanded, and his clothes were torn into pieces. His body expanded extremely quickly, and he bolted two black-skinned spirits out.

The dragon horn grew from the single-fall head, and its blood-colored long hair began to grow wildly. Black dragon scales crawled all over his body. A forty-five-meter-long body showed the domineering aura. The huge dragon head looked at the red hair like an ant. The 110,000-strong combat power instantly defeated the will of Hongfeng.

"The black dragon with one hundred thousand combat power!"

Hongfeng looked at Shan Luo with an incredible face and murmured, is this the black thunder dragon in his mouth? Why is it so strong? Isn’t it an unknown dragon?

...

On the land on the edge of the Western Regions Sea is a giant city with a wall of 70 meters high and stretching endlessly until it is covered by mountains. Under the sun, strange-shaped giant birds entrenched on the giant city. A green-armored soldier stood on the city wall like a willow tree in the Gobi Desert. There are three large characters with strong pens engraved on the giant gate.

Westward City!

At this time, dozens of players were surrounded by a man in black and straw hat on the plain outside the city, and there were many players scattered around him watching the show.

"Shura! Hand over the city building order!"

A bald strong man roared with a knife. He was wearing a piece of steel armor, his arms and muscles were stolen. He was like a small tank. With his fierce face, he was full of intimidation.

The other players also stared at the straw hat man fiercely, as if he would not hand over the city building order, they would flock to him and kill him.

Hearing this, the man in the straw hat slowly raised his head, and his face also showed up. His slightly thin face looked as firm as a blade. His two sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a strong disdain. With the faint stubble on his mouth, this was a very savory man. He was only in his twenties and did not have the impetuous temperament that young people often had.

"This Western District City is not your blood shadow, but this city building commander is in control. If you want it, then come and grab it!" Shura licked his lips and said provocatively: "But you are not qualified yet. If your President Li comes, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

His words made the bald man angry, but the short man next to him spoke: "Boss, this Shura has a very famous reputation recently, and his combat power is unfathomable. He is also one of the top 50 in the Wenqiang Record Ranking. I'm afraid we are not his opponent."

Other members of the Blood Shadow Guild also had hesitation on their faces, obviously experiencing the fear of Shura.

"Give me some labor and capital! Just a Shura, it's not the blood demon's depravity, I'm afraid of being an egg!"

The bald strong man shouted without hesitation. Frightened by his intimidation, the players had to grit their teeth and rushed towards Shura with their weapons, which made the players around them nervous.

Since the players entered the Westward City, the Blood Shadow Guild has been very active and has robbed resources, which has made many players secretly hate him. Shura is cruel and has no good ending as long as he is an enemy. However, he generally does not take the initiative to cause trouble, and it is all others who cause trouble for him.

"Hmph! A bunch of ants!"

Faced with the siege of dozens of players, Shura snorted coldly. He pressed the brim of his hat with his right hand, bent his legs, and his body jumped up like a cannonball. The grass where he was originally standing with his feet collapsed directly.

Hoho, hohoho...

Shura quickly rotated two circles in the air, and balls of green flames flew out of his sleeves, as fast as lightning, directly attacking the blood shadow members on the grass. Unexpectedly, they were directly entangled by the green flames and began to wail.

The next moment, Shura's figure shook, and the bald strong man felt a black shadow sweeping towards him like a ghost. As soon as he took two steps back, Shura came to him, and his right fist blasted out like a poisonous snake, directly hitting the bald strong man's abdomen. Suddenly, the bald strong man's eyes burst and bloodshot, and then he knelt on the grass with his abdomen in his arms.

"You dare to rob my Shura things, too?"

Shura said disdainfully, stepping on the bald and strong man's head. At this moment, the noise suddenly came from the direction of the city gate. When he turned around, he saw tens of thousands of players rushing towards this side in various camps. The momentum was huge and spectacular.

He immediately frowned: "The Blood Shadow Guild, the Ming Ji Organization, and even the Yanxing Guild and other continental forces. If not, I have to leave quickly!"

After thinking about it, he quickly turned around and rushed towards the endless ocean in the distance, with a light body, and a little toe to the ground, he jumped over twenty or thirty meters away.

The players who witnessed all this shook their heads and sighed. The temptation of the city building order is too great. Only guilds can compete for it. These lone players have no strength and can only be viewers.
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