Chapter 1196: Confession's Magic Colors

The Golden Dragon Emperor was finishing his promotion, and he happily flew to the side of Heibao, facing eight dragons.
And the eight dragon-headed dragons were fighting again and again. If they were not controlled by the ancestors of the Feng family, they would have been fighting with the four treasures of Heibao at this moment.
If the dragons, especially the dragons of the same level, meet each other, they won't stop if they don't hit the sky.
Of course, one side will give in halfway, and the other will not rush out.
"Long Yimin, get out of the queue!"
Along with Zhang Xing's words, the dragon flickered to read the dragon's body, and Yangtian made a roar!
"Blue sword is out!"
"Red cold out of the queue!"
"Azi is out!"
After Long Yimin was promoted to the eighth level, Zhang Xing read each name.
In a blink of an eye, the nine dragons of the eighth level and the fourth-level blood lined the mighty dragons in a row.
The overall momentum instantly weighed down on the people and eight dragons at Moyu Mountain.
"Is this strength enough to compete with your magic jade mountain?"
Zhang Xing's breath (exposed), his eyes narrowed ((bi) bi), and swept across the faces of the masters of each mountain palace, and finally stayed on the face of the elder's magic color clothing.
Although they tried hard to hide it, they pretended to be indifferent.
But the shock (color) in his eyes (dew) was still captured by Zhang Xing.
If they really don't show any affection, it means that these old guys are like a monster and can't be ignored.
But those who can do this, I believe there are few people in the entire continent.
Who has seen five seventh-tier dragons rise to eighth in less than ten minutes?
"You ... Are you Samsung Supreme?"
The magic color clothing suddenly found that Zhang Xing's whole momentum changed.
It is no longer the high-level royal realm he saw.
"What? Samsung?"
Everyone heard what the elder said, and their attention was focused on Zhang Xing (body sh n).
"No way?"
"how can that be?"
"He's been hiding cultivation?"
"Holy God! Twelve-year-old Samsung Supreme!"
"It's incredible, is he a devil?"
Quickly upgrade the dragon, repaired by the Supreme Master of Samsung, nine eight-tier dragons ...
The corner of the mouth of the magic color clothing was drawn, and it was a shame.
Such a wizard was actually thrown into the general service room as if he was garbage, and thought about some reason to drive him out.
He was afraid that Zhang Xing would influence Ruan Mei's practice.
Ruan Mei's future achievements are bound to be extraordinary.
Zhang Xing and Ruan Mei are simply people from two worlds.
Not only in this life, Zhang Xing needs to look up to Ruan Mei in the next life.
But only a few days later, Zhang Xing's backhand was a slap, and her face hurt hotly.
Compared with Zhang Xing, all the young generation of Moyushan is garbage.
Do not! There are also disciples of three or four generations who are 70 or 80 years old, or even 150 or 60 years old. They are also garbage.
The magic color clothing blamed herself, and even a little regret.
If you can find Zhang Xing earlier and accept it as a personal disciple, then ...
Hey!
It's too late to regret it now!
But you ca n’t just bow your head to Zhang Xing!
If it spreads out, the face of Moyushan will be gone.
"Huh! I never thought you had this incredible method. It really opened our eyes!"
"However, do you think you can compete with my entire magic jade mountain with just a few dragons? You think too much!"
The face of the magic color clothing returned to coldness (color), (strong qiang).
She also didn't want to go to war with Zhang Xing, because once it started, the first unlucky thing was Moyushan.
More than a dozen eighth-order dragons can't be said to have completely destroyed the Jiushan Mountains, but there are always several mountains to be captured.
She is now riding a tiger and has to show some strength.
She is the elder, she is not hard (strong qiang) who (strong qiang) is hard!