Vaguely, the eight syllables transformed into eight magical talismans. Like musical symbols, it was as if a heavenly dragon was roaring, and the waves of sound seeped into every corner of Dragon Horn City.
Soon, all the Dragonians in Dragon Horn City heard the roar of the heavenly dragon.
They immediately felt a heartfelt fear, as if they had encountered a superior species. This was the natural suppression of their bloodline, and it was as if they had encountered a king who ruled over them.
For these Dragonians, they only had a trace of dragon bloodline, and could not compare to a real giant dragon.
Therefore, once they encountered a giant dragon, none of them had the strength to resist.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Immediately, the weaker Dragonians of Dragon Horn City were knocked unconscious on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and their eyes rolled back. They passed out completely.
Millions of elite soldiers could not resist either, and all of them fainted. Only a few of them could stand up.
Even the kings of the Dragonians felt that their bodies were on the verge of collapse, as if a part of their strength had disappeared. They could not stop trembling and shivering.
They felt a trace of fear from the depths of their hearts, and seemed to be so frightened that they could only crawl on the ground.
If they had not advanced to the Divine Realm, and their divine senses were very powerful, they would have followed in the footsteps of the other Dragonian soldiers, and could not resist at all.
"Alright, do you still have the numerical advantage now?"
Xia Ping stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking calmly at the kings of the Dragonians in front of him.
Although using the Eight Heavenly Dragon's Music to stun all the Dragonians in the city required a lot of his magical power, his magical power was more than a hundred times that of a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm of the same level.
This bit of consumption was nothing at all, and he could immediately recover with just a little bit of skill.
"What, what kind of martial magical power is this? Why can it imitate the roar of the Dragon God?! "Bartick was shocked, looking at the human Xia Ping in front of him in disbelief.
Even the Dragonians had not learned such authentic dragon language, because every syllable of the True Dragon could cause the power of heaven and earth to resonate, and contained infinite power.
This was the power of the True Dragon, and they had not inherited it, so they could only speculate.
"Why don't you ask the King of Hell?"
Xia Ping was not interested in explaining anything to him, and punched through the void.
Fast, too fast!
Batik's hair stood on end. He felt that Xia Ping's fist was extremely terrifying. It was like an antelope hanging its horn without a trace, but it was also like an immemorial heavy hammer, containing an unparalleled pressure. It was also like a falling star.
The fist energy contained in such a punch was enough to shatter stars.
His pupils constricted, and he couldn't even move his feet before the fist smashed into his body.
The force of his fist penetrated through the paper, and a terrifying force exploded in Bardic's body. Even though he had the defensive power that the Dragon Human Race was proud of and his scales, it was of no use.
Dong!
Bardic's body exploded like a watermelon, turning into a mass of minced meat that splattered on the ground, dying the land red.
The City Lord of Dragon Horn City was dead!
This sudden turn of events immediately jolted the other Draconian Kings out of their trance. Just one punch was enough to blow up City Lord Batik. How astonishing was this strength?
Rumor had it that Xia Ping had the strength to kill hundreds of Draconian Kings, and it was not an exaggeration.
But even so, it couldn't stop the anger in the hearts of these Draconian Kings. If this human was allowed to come and go as he pleased in Dragon Horn City, what dignity would they have left?
"Die, human."
"Everyone, let's join forces and kill him."
Immediately, dozens of Draconian Kings at the peak of the Magical Realm charged forward. They were proficient in fist techniques, leg techniques, blade techniques, or sword techniques.
Every one of them had cultivated such martial techniques to the Magical Realm, and every move they made had the power to influence the world and twist the universe. When they attacked at the same time, it was as if a nuclear bomb had exploded.
If he hadn't consumed the dragon crystals, perhaps Xia Ping would have avoided them and feared them.
But after consuming a large number of dragon crystals, the Golden Crow of Hell bloodline in his body had become more intense, and his strength, speed, and physical defense had more than doubled.
It was a piece of cake for him to deal with these Draconian Kings.
Magical martial arts — Lightning Fist!
In an instant, Xia Ping used the Lightning Fist fist technique, and a lightning symbol Magical Talisman emerged from the Purple Mansion space. Terrifying lightning power burst out from the deepest part of his body.
Immediately, a fist seal appeared in mid-air. This fist seal contained the power of thunder. It was like a thunder dragon, crackling and releasing purple light. It was extremely dazzling.
Dong!
This fist hit a Draconian King, and the terrifying lightning power instantly pierced through his body. A large, charred hole appeared in his chest, and blood flowed out.
The lightning energy even transformed into a lightning spear and extended outwards. The two Dragonoid Kings behind him were also pierced by this lightning spear.
They all stared with their eyes wide open, not knowing what had happened. Their bodies were blown up by a single punch, and the lightning power exploded in the depths of their bodies.
"Too fast!"
Many of the Draconian Kings were shocked. This punch was not only powerful, but also incredibly fast.
They saw that Xia Ping seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning, and his whole body was surrounded by lightning. In an instant, he disappeared from where he was, and in the next second, he appeared beside the other Draconian Kings, and then pierced through their bodies with a single punch.
From the moment they attacked to the moment they died, only a second had passed.
How could they have reacted in such a short period of time?
Xia Ping was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. His body had completely turned into a bolt of lightning, flashing continuously in this area, and shuttling in front of these Draconian Kings.
The Lightning Fist not only represented that the fist technique contained the power of lightning, but also the power of speed. One could turn into lightning, and be so fast that the enemy could not even react.
The surrounding Draconian Kings only saw a bolt of lightning running on the scene.
Bang bang bang!!!
In just three minutes, hundreds of Draconian Kings were lying in pools of blood, with a large hole in their chests. A large amount of blood flowed on the ground, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.
Shocking craters were also blasted on the ground. Gravel flew in all directions, and countless cracks appeared. It was a mess.
"Impossible!"
The remaining Draconian Kings were shocked. Even though they had raised the rumors to the peak, and repeatedly raised Xia Ping's strength, they were still extremely shocked when they saw this scene.
They had been surrounded by hundreds of Draconian Kings, and yet they could not even touch the hem of his clothes. Instead, hundreds of Draconian Kings were killed, and there were heavy casualties. Was this a nightmare?
If it was a nightmare, they hoped to wake up now.
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