Vol 3 Chapter 1918: Fighter

Ancient Dragon City!
Hearing this statement, the military in the team, the mood is slightly agitated.
The power of the dragons is obvious to all, especially the dragons of the ancient times, which is the time when the whole dragon is the peak.
Although the current dragons are strong, there are not a few among the hundreds of people who can compete with them. Moreover, after the formation of the dynasty, the air transport of the world has undergone subtle changes.
The dynasty flourished, and the Chaoyun Changlong, these years have developed to the peak.
The four great emperors are all giants. Whether they are the high-quality sacred sects, or the strong ones of the hunters, they dare not sweep their edge.
But in the ancient times, it was not the same.
After the demon in the chaos of the world, the various ethnic groups who are full of wild blood, divide the world, fight each other, and stage the chaos of the Baizu.
Among them, the dragon family is the leader inside, once dominated the Quartet.
However, in the world, there has never been a long-lasting saying that the dragons have risen and fallen several times.
In addition to the rise of the family, in order to suppress the powerful family of blood and the sacred ancestral gate, the United Supreme Empire was established.
Since then, the world has been fixed.
Although the dragons are still the top forces, they can no longer succumb to the world.
Being able to enter an ancient Longcheng city has to be said that it is an opportunity for greatness.
However, in the ancient Dragon City, I have not known for many thousand years, no one can guarantee that there must be a heavy treasure in it.
After all, the dragons of other veins are still there. When it may be down, other families have divided the treasures of this place.
If there is no treasure, it is just an ancient city.
It is not a place where the Zongmen inherits, and it is not a place where the rhyme of heaven and earth is treasured. There is nothing special about it.
There are still tens of thousands of years in the past, and there is no possibility that other creatures will exist in this city.
For example, like the magic that lives in the ground.
In the depths of the ancient land of Longyan, the tribe's fierce beasts and demons are built on the ground.
Everything is possible, not too happy.
Xiao Chen fell to the end, excited in the heart, but did not want to be too abnormal, causing others to pay attention, guessing wildly.
Nothing, look around.
He also knows very little about the fact that Qinglong is in the world, and he is equally curious about everything around him.
According to Ma Lao’s statement, it is very likely that it is indeed a dragon in the Qinglong.
But Xiao Chen didn't know why, from the time when Longyan erupted, he felt that something was wrong.
If it is really a dragon seal, how can it spray such a terrible dragon inflammation.
Qinglong is a wood, not good at getting fire, it is the red dragon is good at it.
It can be a red dragon, still exists today, is familiar to the world, and does not conform to Ma Lao’s statement.
Doubt, rising in the mind of Xiao Chen, lingering.
"Ma Lao, I feel that this city is a bit weird. It has been squatting on the ground for tens of thousands of years. It is reasonable to say that Yin should be very heavy. But I waited, but I didn't feel anything, it was not right."
The cold front carefully observed the surrounding environment, and the sound was somewhat low.
Ma Lao nodded: "Yes, I also noticed that the aura of the heavens and the earth is also a bit strange. The fire attribute aura, almost disappeared in general, here is the Longyan ancient land, the fire attribute aura should be exceptionally strong."
"Be careful, everyone is tight, no one should act alone!"
Ma Lao shouted aloud, and then took everyone, only to explore carefully in the city.
But obviously, Ma Lao and others have underestimated the danger of this Dragon City.
How far has it gone, in the dilapidated floor ahead, open a few pairs of blood-red eyes, like a flame, with a fascinating charm.
Hey!
In the dim dragon city, the fire flashed, and a dozen red fires quickly rushed over.
The screams rang, and there were three members at the moment. They were caught off guard and burned into coke.
Blood spilled and penetrated into the ground, and the death was particularly miserable.
"Be careful, it's the upper fire!"
Ma Lao exclaimed, and did not expect to encounter so many episodes of inflammation.
The battle started in an instant.
The fighting power of the upper sorcerer is particularly terrible, and in the darkness, the field of vision is not affected.
The body is very different, can be easily turned into a flame, into the ground, and then appear at the waiting opportunity, the gods are gone.
Fortunately, the team led by Ma Lao is an elite leader. The adventures came out on weekdays, and it was not that they did not deal with the superiors.
After the initial panic, it quickly stabilized.
Xiao Chen took the opportunity to observe a lot, Xia Houfeng and cold front, the strength of these two.
The two are worthy of possessing the strength of the beautiful star, and at the same time, they have several top-ranking fires, and they have the upper hand and can help them to help others.
"The two men have already gathered the soul of the will!"
Observing half a ring, Xiao Chen finally found some clues, no wonder so strong, can be comparable to the star.
The realm of the sea of ​​clouds is the most reliant, and the soul will have been condensed out, but it is still half a ring, and there is no rush to break through.
These people are also people with great ambitions. They know that lay a good foundation and a breakthrough in water can go further in the sea of ​​clouds.
Xiao Chen is not surprised, why did it not reach the sea of ​​clouds, these will condense the will of the soul.
The world is big, no wonder. The world is far greater than what you see.
Just as he can cultivate the dragon's blood and break the soul, others may not have to practice the spiritual power, and in addition they will be infinitely close to the star.
For the power of the soul, I have been able to touch some fur.
After half a slam, after the body of several sorcerers was dropped, the other enchantments began to retreat.
Not entangled.
"Poor and chase!"
Ma Lao’s words reminded one, chasing some in-depth team elites.
Who knows that the voice just fell, I saw the Yuanyuandan elite warrior, was slammed back.
A black palm print was left on the chest, and the wound burned with a black flame.
The flame is nothing beautiful, not the essence.
Then I saw that this elite warrior's lips are black, life is burning, and it is constantly losing.
"Inflammation!"
Others were shocked and never seen such terrible inflammation.
When Ma Lao looked up, he saw the shadows and walked out of an inflamed demon burning with black flames, leading hundreds of red enchantments.
There is a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, full of murderous looks, and a group of horses.
"Black inflammation!"
Ma’s face was slightly changed, unheard of, and never seen.
"Leave half of the people, the rest of them, you can return the same way."
The black inflammatory devil slammed open and spoke with Ma Lao and others.
The cold front is dumbfounded: "The area is inflamed, and dare to put a big slogan. Just, I have never got it, black Yan Jing, I don't know the value geometry!"
"kill!"
The black screams sneered, and hundreds of sultry sorcerers swarmed up and smashed toward the Ma’s team.
Ma Lao also sneered: "They teamed up to kill this group of fire."
Although the number of the demon is dominant, the Ma Lao team is not a temporary team. The core members have gone through many life and death together and cooperated with each other.
Putting it together, the strength is far from being as simple as one plus one.
In the previous Longyan eruption, Xiao Chen saw the power of teamwork.
Although the new members like Xiao Chen are not familiar with the old team, it is enough as long as they don't add chaos.
And the team is a sectarian elite, mastering a lot of secrets and bodyguards, and even the Tao.
The real strength, once it broke out, is especially terrible.
Xiao Chen pulled out the tyrant, to break the army
knife to meet the enemy, not afraid of these superior inflammation siege.
The situation quickly stabilized, and the Ma Lao team gradually gained an advantage.
With a gaze, he freed his hands to join forces with the cold front and Xiahoufeng to prepare to kill the black sorcerer.
The three together, the black war.
Although the black sorcerer is terrible, it can't stand the existence of three stars, and it has to attack.
After a while, there was a defeat.
Seeing no match, the black screams roared and turned into a black cloud, fleeing out.
The old man of Ma, but no one has chased.
The cold front said with some sorrow: "This black inflammation is really terrible. It is clear that there is no realm of the stars. But there is more strength than the general star."
"Don't say this, first solve other evils."
"Ok."
After half an hour, the battle ended and the murderer was killed. Most of the dead.
The Ma Lao team, who died nearly 20 people, can be described as heavy casualties.
A little less than one in five people.
"The demon tribes, where they gather, there must be a strong yang fire. I see the strength of this flaming tribe, where they gather, surely the chaotic flame!"
"I just found a few resources left by my original owner in a house. Most of them have been abandoned. I can accidentally get one or two small things to keep intact."

It’s also a dragon city, there are a lot of important places, but none of them.

After collecting the Yanjing in the red inflammation, Ma Lao and others discussed it and decided to move on.
If you feel that the strength is not enough, you can get some red Yanjing and return to the original road.
The trip was dangerous, but no one quit, and all chose to go deeper.
At this time, a fierce fighting sound came over.
It’s a knife!
Xiao Chen's brow is a pick, and he is a sharp knife. His feelings are much more sensitive than others.
It is a powerful knifeman who is fighting with people.
Ma Lao and others looked quite dignified. In this place, there are still others who have advanced.
The screams rang, and the black sorcerer who had just retired was smashed back by a knife.
Once again, everyone fell in front of you.
I saw the black sorcerer, a knife in the chest, almost to be cut off the waist. The knife is lingering, no matter how hard, the wound can never be closed.
The black sorcerer, roaring again and again, but hard to get up.
So strong!
who is it?
When everyone looked up, they saw mid-air and flew a mysterious knife in a tight-fitting suit with a head brawl.
The knives and knives were swept away in the old team of Ma, and then gently fell.
Give the black sorcerer a last knive, and look at Ma Lao and others: "I take this Yanjing, no opinion."
His voice has been specially treated, but it can still be heard. The owner of the voice is quite young.
This is a young star-class swordsman.
Ma Lao and others, how dare to say more.
Although this black inflammation is injured by three people, the strength is detrimental, but this is a knife.
With one person's strength, tyrannical killing is enough to see how terrible it is.
With such strength, who dares to offend.