Chương 747: five great battle spears

"you're too noisy!"

in the central dragon temple, the dragon god lin dong looked around expressionlessly.

the survivors of the lineage of death, who had been roaring with all their might, were instantly frozen in ice, turning into lifelike statues.

"evil must be eliminated, do it!"

  the heaven erosion yellow dragon did not even look at the ants struggling. it opened its bloody mouth, and dark red flames condensed into a broadsword. the dark light on the dragon horn blended with it, and in the brilliance, the scorching and sacred aura made people tremble. all living creatures seemed to be in the shadow of death.

the fairy dragon moved as well. it flapped its wings once again, stirring up the sparkling insect powder that filled the sky. the fragrance that spread out was as rich as wine and as sweet as dew, causing the dragon's eyes to blur and it sniffed greedily.