Emperor Silver Dragon

The werewolf tribe gathers on a medium-sized island five beyond a thousand li from Jiwu Mountain. It occupies a lot of fertile land and built many tall buildings. The level of civilization is not high. Low.

One of the men has just returned from the outside.

"This kind of bronze mango is a good thing, but it's not easy to grow."

"Those grotesques also have the ability to grow these things."

"What if we have the ability, it's not about letting us take it."

"Wait next time we bring more people and grab some good things back."

"Okay!"

A group of werewolves talked and laughed, and finally went to their own homes, but they did not know that a disaster was coming.

"Woo!"

Suddenly, a penetrating whine sounded, alarming the werewolves of the entire tribe!

"Enemy attack!"

"What's the matter?"

"Who dares to invade the Hurricane Tribe!"

"Kill !"

The werewolves of the Hurricane Tribe responded quickly. When the army of the Star Leader arrived, they had already reacted and quickly organized a powerful fortification to counterattack.

"It's a monster!"

"These dirty rubbish dare to attack the great werewolf. Damn it!"

"Everyone Come on, tear up their throats!"

"No! There are thorny Pangolin!"

"What about thorny Pangolin, it still can't stop our sharp claw!"

"Ah!"

Many werewolves were cheering each other up, but a huge red tentacles fell from the sky, fiercely shot in the werewolf camp, and took away ten Several werewolves.

Suddenly, the screams came and went one after another, one after another.

Many werewolves looked up and saw a five-hundred-meter-sized octopus appeared in the opposite camp, like a killing machine, rushing back and forth in the crowd of wolves.

A particularly tall and strong werewolf among the wolf crowd quickly stood up, and with a howl, many werewolves formed a formation, and then moved towards Zijing under his leadership.

Originally, many werewolves could only let the purple eyes slaughter in a sloppy situation, but with the command of the werewolf leader, many werewolves began to advance and retreat in an orderly manner. Lived for half a step Legendary's purple eyes.

But as long as the time gets longer and longer, Zijing can still kill all werewolves by virtue of his half-step Legendary powerful battle strength.

But if these werewolves scattered and escaped, he couldn't do anything about it.

At the time of the stalemate, the purple eye loudly roared: "I am the general under the seat of Silver Dragon Your Majesty, the leader of the stars. As long as you are willing to acknowledge allegiance to the great Silver Dragon Your Majesty, you can avoid the extermination. Woe."

"Silver Dragon?"

"Don't believe it! He lied to us!"

"Silver Dragon is a giant dragon of the good camp , Impossible to come to this barren land, he just wants to disintegrate our fighting spirit, don’t believe him!"

"Yes! Everyone will consume him together and consume him!"

Under the command of the leader, the werewolves rushed forward even more fierce and unafraid of death, and Zijing had to continue to be his killing machine.

Dali, Black Scale and the others also joined the battlefield. They did not directly rush to the forward and the werewolves to fight, but just surrounded the periphery to prevent the werewolves from running away, so that the purple eye could kill the werewolves.

"ang!"

A majestic roar came from the sky, with powerful pressure, making the hearts of many werewolves tremble.

They quickly looked up and suddenly saw a huge silver silhouette.

"Dragon!"

The werewolf leader looked dull, his face was ugly, and his soul couldn't help shaking.

Even if he is a Master Level powerhouse, he has no chance of winning when facing a giant dragon that is close to adulthood, even like an ant.

The hot sun was blown away by the cold wind in the sky, and a silver light fell like a meteor, and instantly fell in the center of the battlefield, with an imposing manner and attitude, which made people unable to resist. Want to worship.

"Run away! There really are dragons!"

"It's a giant dragon! A giant dragon is here!"

"ao..."

After seeing the giant dragon, many werewolves lose all their prestige, just like a defeated soldier. The stray dog ​​usually throws away his armor and wants to flee.

No wonder they reacted this way. It is because the reputation of giant dragon is too big and the strength is too strong. No matter how many ordinary werewolves like them go, they can only send food.

A werewolf who was slightly smaller than the werewolf leader pushed aside the leader guard and rushed to the werewolf leader: "Leader, run! We are definitely not a giant dragon's opponent!"

This werewolf is one of the only two Master Rank werewolves in the Hurricane Tribe. Apart from the werewolf leader, he is the strongest.

"Retreat!"

The werewolf leader greeted, using all four claws, and quickly wanted to escape the battlefield when Leon was not paying attention.

I don’t know that Leon has been here long ago. He has been observing the battlefield secretly before, and he has a deep memory of the werewolf leader.

Ice Grip!

Ment on Dragon Language silently in his mouth, and while the magic power surging all over, a huge ice hand was born out of thin air, and then fell from the sky, directly grabbing the body of the werewolf leader and threw it in front of Leon.

The werewolf leader's whole body is blue and gray, and when transformed into a wolf shape, it is 15 meters in size, and when transformed into a human shape, it is also four meters high.

In front of Leon, it looked like a small dog, without any sense of majesty.

"In front of the great True Dragon, you actually tried to escape?"

bang!

The panic silver light spilled out, a powerful wave Dragon's Might came out randomly, and the creatures within several dozen li all seemed to fall into the mud, and their actions were difficult.

Especially the werewolves of the Hurricane Tribe, they were directly pressed on the ground by Leon's powerful Dragon's Might, and were imprisoned in their place.

Leon aloof and remote, looking down at a crowd of werewolves, like looking at a group of wild dogs.

"Bold ants! You dare to be impudent in the realm of the great True Dragon. Do you think you have lived too long and want to return to Death God's embrace soon?"

Leon glanced coldly at the werewolf leader, and directly used Silverlight to see his data: "Who gave you the courage? Isn't your ancestor of the legendary powerhouse even in the eighteen generations from the top?"

"True Dragon Your Majesty! Forgive me!"

The werewolf leader knelt directly on the ground, crawling on all fours, pinching his tail between his legs, and constantly kowtow.

He really didn't expect it, but he just grabbed a few fruits randomly, and it happened so accidentally that he provokes True Dragon.

He had also heard about a True Dragon in Congshan Great Lake, but he didn’t care much. He felt that he was far away from them, but he didn’t expect that the danger was so close to him. He even slammed into it himself.

The rest of the werewolves saw their leader kneel, and they didn’t dare not kneel. They immediately learned the leader’s appearance and crawled to the ground, sandwiching their tails between their legs, as if a group of them were beating. The defeated dog.