Following a silvery cracking noise, the five-colored dragon scales on Ao Gu's ten fingers shattered one after another.
He stared at the Pan Gu bell in disbelief. The bell had a despairing defensive power, and such a terrifying counterforce. In his long life, Ao Gu had seen countless top-grade defensive treasures, and heard about the few most famous pre-world treasures in the world. But he never heard about a simple yet incomparably powerful small bell in Pan Gu world.
The Pan Gu sword silently reached to Ao Gu's chest. Ao Gu's instinct, which he gained from countless life-and-death battles, saved his life. He quivered, dropped Ji Hao, and drew back immediately.
Silently, the cloak worn by Ao Gu was torn apart, and a thin slit was left on the five-colored dragon scales on his chest. In both shock and anger, Ao Gu lowered his head, looked at the crack on his chest, and cursed in anger.
Following deep roars, over ten Jia Clan warriors who were guarding Ji Hao's nine dragons chariot rushed up. They swung their heavy swords towards Ao Gu's waist, leaving a dim light in the air. Ao Gu scornfully snorted. Suddenly, tens of shreds of afterimages were left in his arms, landing on all the weapons that were hacking at him almost simultaneously.
The tens of large swords, which were glowing with spell symbols, were shattered. The broken pieces of the swords landed on the bodies and faces of those Jia Clan warriors like arrows, sinking deeply into their bodies. Over ten Divine-Magus-level Jia Clan warriors were covered in blood, but they didn't take a single step back. They spread their arms and violently rushed to Ao Gu.
Ao Gu's face was suffused with a strong intent of killing. Seeing this, Ji Hao immediately shouted, "Ao Gu, if you dare to touch a Yao Mountain warrior..."
"Ha!" Ao Gu laughed wildly. His upper body swelled weirdly, while his arms became especially long and thick. His ten fingers turned into crooked claws. Roaring thunderously, he crazily swung his arms down.
Over ten Jia Clan warriors howled in pain. Their skulls were torn open by Ao Gu's claws, while streams of five-colored dragon flame burned ragingly on their heads. Within a blink of an eye, their upper bodies were incinerated.
The broken body fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, smashing a huge hole in the ground.
Ao Gu scornfully raised his chin and said, "I killed him, what can you do?"
Ji Hao's eyeballs suddenly turned purely golden. He gave a raging roar, and the Pan Gu sun floating in the sky suddenly glowed even more dazzlingly, seeming to grow larger. The sky was full of flowing lights, which looked like molten lava, and the inexhaustible power of the sun was rapidly shrinking towards the small spots in the air, while a huge amount of heat was constantly gathering.
Within a blink of an eye, thousands of human-head-sized golden sun thunder bombs emerged in the air, encircling Ji Hao's army from all directions. Above each water column, a golden sun thunder bomb floated on the water column, which was supported by a powerful dragon.
Especially around the 100 floating fortresses, each of them had 36 Golden Sun Thunderbolts serving them.
In order to show off their power to Ji Hao, the dragon-kind made a great scene this time. Except for the four ancient dragon gods, each water column was guarded by at least a hundred thousand elite water-kind warriors.
Ao Gu and the other two dragon gods popped out their eyes in shock. They stared at Ji Hao, stood up, and growled, "Ji Hao, don't you dare!"
Ji Hao grinned. He raised the Pan Gu sword with his right hand, then elegantly bowed to the three old dragons and said, "You tell me, do I dare, or do I dare, or do I dare? I mean, I truly dare. Why wouldn't I dare? Do you dragons really think you're so important? "
Ji Hao's tongue-twister-like witticisms hid the strongest intent of killing in his heart — Bloody worms, they claimed to have Pan Gu's bloodline as well, but in the past countless years, they watched the humankind fight against the non-humankind army all alone.
They never truly helped the humankind. They clung to the humankind, squeezing them for benefits. But, they never truly helped the humankind. They let the humankind bleed like a river, and watched human corpses cover the world.
But, every time something good happened to the humankind, they would rush to the humankind and take a big half of the benefits.
Just like this time, just like all the times before, when the dragon-kind sensed a great profit from Ji Hao, they immediately rushed over.
Raising his left hand, Ji Hao laughed out loud, then punched on the Pan Gu bell. Following a series of bell rings, streams of Chaos power puffed out and wrapped up all warriors under Ji Hao's command. Thousands of golden sun thunderbolts dazzled and exploded simultaneously.
Raging fires spread in all directions. The destructive essence sun fire vaporized the bodies of countless water-kind warriors, and even their armors were burned into liquid, splashing in the wind.
Countless dragons screamed in the golden fire. Their scales were melted, and their muscles were burned. Dragons had strong bodies, which allowed them to survive longer in the golden sun thunderbolts than ordinary water-kind creatures. Therefore, they suffered a crueler, longer pain.
"Ji Hao, you deserve to die!" Watching their elite warriors and their sons turn into nothingness in the golden fire, Ao Gu and the other old dragons burst into tears. Tears gushed out of their eyes.
The dragon-kind attained Saint Pan Gu's incomparably strong body, and their bodies were incomparably strong. But, they didn't inherit the fertility of Saint Pan Gu's bloodline, which belonged to the humankind. Therefore, the reproduction of the dragon-kind was as difficult as that of the phoenix-kind.
For a dragon couple, if they were lucky, they could give birth to a baby in around a hundred years. If they were lucky, it wouldn't be strange for them to have a baby in a thousand years. Therefore, the dragon-kind was strong, but the total number of their children was less than ten-thousandth of the total population of the humankind.
Ao Gu and the other old dragons brought a large water-kind army, but among them, only ten-thousand were true dragons.
Amidst the golden light, Ao Gu saw over a thousand dragon children turn into ashes. He cried bitterly and roared angrily. Streams of light shot out of his hands, quickly rescuing his sons and grandsons from the golden light and the raging fire, one after another, who had been burned to the point that their flesh was lacerated.
The three old dragons made their moves together and saved nearly ten-thousand dragon children from the edge of being burned into ashes.
Nearly ten-thousand dragon children screamed together. Their roars echoed through the sky, mixed with despair, pain, and a great fear. Did someone truly dare to attack them? A young human being actually dared to attack the dragon-kind?
How dare he? How dare he?
The dragon roars quickly turned into earth-shaking cries.
Pain, it was too painful. Ao Gu and the other old dragons saved these dragon children from the exploding golden sun thunder bombs, but the essence sun fire had already drilled into their bodies, burning their internal organs and marrows.
Pain, it was immeasurably painful. These spoiled sons and grandsons of dragons were just like Ao Li in the past. When had they ever suffered like this?
Tens of thousands of dragons cried together. Tears poured down from the sky. Instantly, the sky changed, and a storm descended.
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