Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

There are dozens of human practitioners standing on each auspicious cloud, and there are nearly [-] people in total.

This is the coast of the East China Sea, as well as the human cultivators who came from other nearby places overnight, and they are also the main force against the dragon army!

The sky was getting brighter, and everyone was staring at the distant sea closely, and the tension in their eyes could not be concealed.

After all, the Dragon Clan was once one of the most powerful races in the world. Even if they are now in decline, they can still rule the ocean, which shows their strength.

With the current strength of the human race, facing the dragon race is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, making people see no hope of winning.

As time goes by, the sea-sky line is gradually dyed red by the sun's rays.

A round of rising sun slowly jumped out of the sea, casting infinite golden morning light.

At the same time, dragons broke through the water one after another.

The waves on the sea are rough, and groups of shrimp soldiers and crabs will step on the top of the waves and show up.

The spirit of killing is overflowing, and the war may break out at any time.

A dark cloud floated from the east, blocking the rising sun.

In the dark clouds, countless divine dragons zigzag through it, spouting thunderbolts one after another.

Below, hundreds of millions of shrimp soldiers and crabs will set off huge waves and rush towards the coast.

Looking at the gigantic waves that were taller than the mountain peaks, and the thunderbolts that tore through the sky, the warriors of the clan felt their hands and feet were cold, and an indescribable fear arose in their hearts.

What kind of terrifying divine power is this?

How should they resist?

At this moment, Shennong, who was in the crowd, climbed onto the high platform that had been built, and shouted in a deep voice: "Sacrifice the fishing net!"

"Boom~"

A fishing net was jointly sacrificed by hundreds of human monks, and it inflated countless times in an instant, turning into a huge fishing net filled with mysterious and yellow aura, heading towards the sea mask.

In front of the fishing net, whether it is the thick dark clouds in the sky or the huge waves below, they all roll back.

This is the first virtuous spiritual treasure of the human race, and its power is extraordinary.

"They were ready!"

Ao Yi jumped up against the table, showing the body of a dragon, with a huge dragon head protruding from the dark clouds, staring at the human monk behind the fishing net and roaring: "You release my father quickly, or I will flood the East Sea!" By the side, let all the human races below be buried in the bottom of the sea!"

"Ok?"

Shennong on the high platform frowned slightly, keenly aware that something was wrong, immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the huge dragon head indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "I am Shennong, the chief of the Lieshan tribe of the human race." What did you mean when you said 'let your father go'?"

"Stop pretending!"

Ao Yi said angrily: "My father came to the coast of the East China Sea yesterday to ask you for peace, but you directly suppressed him... I think you are impatient! Kill me!"

Following his words, thousands of giant dragons poked their heads out from the dark clouds, opened their mouths and spewed thunderbolts towards the fishing net.

"Crack~"

A series of thick electric lights bombarded the fishing net, causing the meritorious treasure to shrink and move back.

Although it carries a lot of human merit, before the human race becomes the protagonist of heaven and earth, it is just an ordinary merit and virtue spirit treasure, and cannot truly display the great power of humanity.

Under the siege of many dragon masters, the fishing nets are retreating steadily, and those shrimp soldiers and crabs will once again set off a huge wave like a mountain peak.

The battle between humans and dragons finally kicked off!

"Boom--"

Thunder was rolling, and Shennong stood on the high platform, looking deeply at the dragons and shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had been killed by Wu Yangyang, and shouted loudly: "The dragons slaughtered many human compatriots, this revenge must be avenged!

Now they are overwhelming the land again, using the pretext of non-existence to provoke a war, intending to flood the coast of the East China Sea, and let hundreds of millions of my race be buried in the bottom of the sea!

All human warriors~

Follow me to kill the enemy!

Today, wash away the hatred and humiliation with the blood of the dragon clan!

The human race cannot be humiliated!

The human race cannot be bullied!

kill! "

All the races shouted: "Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In mid-air, nearly ten thousand monks of the human race controlled the clouds and golden rainbows, sacrificed one after another magic weapons, and the colorful spiritual lights shone for nine days.

"Om-"

The magic circles set up temporarily lit up, and countless light curtains were erected in front of the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, the fishing net turned into black and yellow gas and weaved quickly on the countless barriers, bonding the countless barriers into a huge light curtain like a dome.

"Boom—"

The monstrous and huge waves slammed on the light curtain, but only made a few cracks in the light curtain barrier, and they quickly healed and recovered on their own.

In the dark clouds, Ao Jia sat on the white jade chariot, sneered and said: "It seems that the human race is not all ants! Second brother, we have to be more serious."

Ao Yi sneered, "I'm going to break through their formation right now!"

"Woo~"

A long and high-pitched conch sound sounded.

Ao Yi led thousands of dragons out of the dark clouds, each spewing out dragon balls, gathered in one place, and slammed into the light curtain.

"boom--"

The light curtain broke a big hole, and although it was quickly repaired again, countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals rode the waves to get through it and rushed towards the human position.

"Kill!"

At this moment, thousands of human warriors finally had a place to use. They rushed away like a tide, screaming and killing.

At the same time, the human monks also had a fierce confrontation with the dragons.

The magic channel technique and the aura of the magic weapon complement each other, and there are dragon shadows or human figures falling from the sky at every moment.

The battle between them is not limited by the battlefield, from the sky to the ground, and then to the sea, the entire coast of the East China Sea is in chaos. .

Ao Jia sat on the treasure chariot, his face gradually showing impatience.

After seeing a dragon general in front of him being killed by a magic weapon jointly released by several human monks, he stood up abruptly and angrily said: "What does this guy Ao Yi do? How can he even kill a small human for so long? I can't even take it off!"

An old dragon on the side said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, the strength of those human practitioners is not weak..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ao Jia: "So what? Those human cultivators are only a few thousand people if they survive. There are still many angels... pass on the order to flood the coast of the East China Sea before noon!"

"Yes!"

The old dragon responded respectfully, turned his head and dispatched his troops, and let those Dragon Clan celestial beings in the formation also join in the battle.

With the addition of these dragon celestial beings, the human cultivators suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

"They're afraid they won't be able to stand it anymore!"

Above the clouds, Xuandu frowned and prepared to help.

"Wait a minute."

Xuan Chengzi called him softly, glanced down, and said with a smile: "It seems that you don't need to take action anymore."

Xuan Du was slightly taken aback, and followed his line of sight to look down, only to see that Shennong was standing on a high platform, holding a jasper orb in his hand, with strands of human luck pouring into the orb above his head.

"He is refining the Dragon Ball!"

Xuan Du couldn't help but exclaimed, and then his expression suddenly tightened.

Although Xuan Chengzi had told him this in advance, he was still a little nervous and worried at this moment.

After all, the ten thousand dragon balls are not something ordinary people can refine.

And once the refining fails, the soul of the primordial spirit will be sucked into it.

This point, Shennong is also very clear!

Last night when Xuan Du handed over this treasure to him, he told him the origin, purpose and danger of the treasure without reservation.

It is precisely because of knowing these things that Shennong didn't sacrifice the Dragon Ball in the first place.

But at this moment, as those dragon gods joined the battle, the human cultivators retreated steadily, and they were no match at all.

Seeing this scene, Shennong took out the Dragon Ball without hesitation.

Before starting to refine the Wanlongzhu, he solemnly ordered his left and right: "If I die later, you will immediately order to retreat, try to preserve your strength, and wait for a counterattack in the future!

In any case, don't succumb to the Dragon Clan!We must not let the Dragon Race over our heads! "

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the crowd to stop him, and concentrated his attention decisively, and began to refine the Wanlongzhu according to the method he heard from Xuandu.

He is the co-lord of the human race. When the opportunity to defeat the dragon race was in front of him, even if there was a great chance that he might die, he still chose to do so.

Go to death!

It is for a better tomorrow of the human race!

A moment later, a loud dragon chant sounded from the Ten Thousand Dragon Ball, and the sound shook the nine heavens.

At this moment, all the dragons present were stunned.

An indescribable fear breeds in the hearts of all the dragons. Whether it is a young dragon who has not yet become a fairy, or an old dragon from the Xuanxian, the real fairy, or the fairyland, all the dragons look straight at the Wanlongzhu in Shennong's hand .

Shocked, terrified, stunned, uneasy, doubtful, puzzled, angry, frightened...

All kinds of complicated emotions were written on the faces of the dragons.

"how can that be!"

Ao Jia was the first to come back to his senses, and roared angrily: "Why is the Dragon Ball in your hands? You are just a mere human...how dare you...you and us can refine the Dragon Ball!?"

Ao Yi was also furious, but with a little more reason, he shouted loudly: "All the generals of the dragon clan obey the order, don't worry about other things, and kill that Shennong clan with all your strength! We must take back the Wanlongzhu!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of dragons broke through the clouds and swooped towards Shennong on the cliff. The winding and slender huge dragon body crowded the entire sky.

Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary human warrior seeing this scene, there is a deep sense of despair in their hearts.

With so many divine dragons, the dragon clan angels leading them alone are enough to level the entire East China Sea.

Impossible to stop!

At this moment, Shennong, who had been standing still, opened his eyes, looked up at the scene where all the dragons came out, his eyes were calm and indifferent.

Then, he exhaled, and his voice was like thunder:

"Your Majesty!"

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

As if making dumplings, the dragons fell to the ground with the sound, then turned over and got up and knelt down on the ground again.

After a while, there was no longer a dragon in the sky.

All the dragons, including the two dragon princes, knelt on the ground.

They glanced around and found that everyone was the same.

Humiliation and unwillingness were revealed on their faces, and the anger in their eyes ignited the air.

The sound of angry dragons roared one after another.

However, this is destined to be nothing but incompetent rage.

They couldn't do anything, they couldn't even stand up without Shennong's permission!

This is the power of the ultimate Acquired Lingbao Wanlongzhu!

No, at this moment, this treasure is no longer just a top-grade Houtian Lingbao. With the inexhaustible human luck injected into it, this treasure has become a brand new human merit spirit treasure!

Chapter 296 Senior Brother, Let Me Taste Your Fruit