Chapter 1241 - 1241, Dragon Form

Chapter 1241, Dragon Form

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“Pick your targets. Charge!”

Having long been ready, Murong Lie and the rest shouted with zeal, each after one dragon expert. The rest followed after them.

The elders gasped, “You didn’t explain to them who we are?”

“I did!”

The muscled guy shook his head, “It’s because of it they don’t fear us, wanting to fight us instead.”

“For crying out loud, what is wrong with them? These humans don’t even respect us. We’ll have to cull a hundred and make an example of them!”

Elder Bai Ling roared, letting his hand drop at the incoming Luo tide, with him taking the lead to charge, “Attack! These humans must’ve forgotten our might after so many years. Let them suffer for it!”

Draconic roars littered the sky as the two dozen dragon experts followed him into battle.

Boom!

The savage shockwave shook the space as it spread from the impact. The two dozen dragons were up against hundreds of Luo clansmen, with even the elders facing three or four Sword Kings. Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.

This showed a clear contrast between the two races, with dragons tens of times stronger.

The shock, however, came for those prideful dragons.

[Divine Dragon Sweep!]

Elder Bai Long unleashed a mighty palm, an image of a hundreds of meters long draconic tail lashing out appeared behind, leaving spatial distortions in its wake.

Under such power, the landscape would change for thousands of miles, with the Luo clan’s town flattened.

Decimating Lash!

Vaulting Dragon Cleave!

Sundering Lightning!

That was their true nature, meaning their power would be on another level.

They were strong to begin with in human form, handling other equal stage human cultivators with relative ease. They only went full dragon when they had no choice, uncaring of the shame of having their bodies harmed. They were just too prideful to admit that the weak humans were worthy of seeing their true form.

Since antiquity, around half a million years ago, the last time this happened was when the Seven Sacred Mountains came charging in. Now it was going to happen again today, when they weren’t even pushed back?

[Isn’t this overestimating them a little?]

“Elder Hei Long...”

“I don’t want to hear it. Since they have ancient expert strength, we’ll fight them for real!”

Hei Long’s eyes were firm, turning to the other elders, “They say ancient dragons fought with humans using their true bodies. What do you think?”

The others nodded, “Agreed!”

The elders jumped out of the fight and into the skies. With a roar, their bodies glowed white and soon revealed themselves as three huge red, white, and black dragons with unspeakable aura. Their tail swish sent cutting winds.

Under the fierce winds, the Luo clan town threatened to crumble.

“They’re now tens of times stronger!”

Danqing Shen gasped in shock, “Fellas, this looks bad. It’s no longer a spar now. Three of us aren’t enough to take even one.”

Murong Lie’s face twitched, sweat trickling down his brow, “Yeah, dragon Saints are no pushovers. We have to stop them somehow before they ruin the town. We just got a foothold on Sacred Domain but now it’s about to be destroyed.”

They all gave grave nods.

“You should be proud of forcing us into our true form, Luo clan, but now it’s over!”

The wounded muscled guy had a sinister grin of disdain, “We once faced a thousand Saints with a hundred true dragon Saints, destroying a mountain. While only the elders remain, with the two dozen dragon Emperors, you’re finished. A true dragon Emperor is enough to face your Saints, ha-ha-ha...”

The muscled guy roared and turned into a hundred meter long earth dragon. His two claws were wounded, but was still more than enough to handle the normal Luo Emperors.

Following his action, the rest of the dragons changed as well.

The sky was now filled with huge dragons, ready to unleash destruction upon the world.

Looking at the incoming apocalypse, the people’s hearts shank, their brows locked, and their breathing heavy.

“Leave the dragon Saints to me. Former Sword Kings like you should have no trouble dealing with the dragon Emperors, or there’d be no point in you being here.”

A lazy voice sounded as slow steps approached...