In the darkness, the tips of the sharp claws of all the flying black pterosaurs suddenly turned red and bright, just like their fiery red dragon eyes.
This is a precursor to the dragon clan preparing to launch a bloody attack!
However, just when Aojunxie roared and was about to slash the wings of dozens of flying dragons with the red dragon sword in his hand, a sudden shout from Qing Kuang came from behind:
"Wait! They... don't seem to be hostile to humans!"
"Qingkuang...what did you say?"[
Qing Kuang's long sword raised high stayed in the air. He turned his head and looked at Qing Kuang.
"I said that the prehistoric dragon clan is not hostile to humans at all! To be precise, in the era when they dominated the world, there were no humans at all!"
Qingkuang said word by word.
This sentence was like an ice spine, stimulating the hearts of both Ao Junxie and Ming Qianhe!
That's right! The Dragon Clan are powerful beings that are much older than the Warcraft Clan and humans! They are the real original masters of this world!
However, by the time Ao Junxie reacted, everything seemed to be too late.
The powerful aura of the Hell Dragon Soul ignited by the Red Dragon Sword caused the black-winged flying dragon in the sky to transform into countless sharp red lights, rushing towards the unsuspecting Aojunxie.
"Jun Xie, be careful!"
Ming Qianhe shouted loudly, and at the same time used all his spiritual power in his life to strike out with a palm. However, the light of spiritual power had not yet formed, and Ming Qianhe suddenly felt his arm being pulled strongly.
When he looked back, Qing Kuang looked at himself nervously. At the same time, a golden light flashed across his eyes.
Wow!
Now that the bodies of dozens of black-winged flying dragons that had pounced on Ao Junxie suddenly stopped in mid-air.
In front of everyone's eyes, the golden wounded young dragon stood between Aojunxie and the black-winged flying dragon.
There was a dragon language communication that no one could understand. The golden young dragon and the black-winged flying dragon quickly exchanged signals with each other.
Finally, under the gaze of everyone, the originally restless flying dragons seemed to have become much quieter. On the sharp dragon claws, the fiery magma-like red light of you gradually extinguished.
The golden young dragon turned around, chirped at Qing Kuang for a while, and nodded again. Judging from the situation, its identity and status had firmly conquered the flying dragons in front of it.
Seeing that dozens of flying dragons finally put down their hostility, Master Aojunxie and Ming Qianhe finally let out a long breath.
"What a risk! I almost got into trouble with the dragon clan! If I guessed correctly, these black-winged flying dragons thought we had kidnapped the injured golden dragon, so they followed us all the way!"
Ao Junxie slowly put away the Red Dragon Sword in his hand and murmured. [
"When we broke into the ancient forest and evil land, our situation was already full of crises and we had many enemies. If we add another dragon clan to the mix!
Hehe! I don’t think we want to return to Fengyun Continent! Madam, it seems that you still have talent for the beast clan!"
Aojun Xie smiled softly at Qingkuang and gave a thumbs up with appreciation.
"You are right! What we lack most at the moment are enemies, and what we lack most are friends! After saving this golden young dragon, the dragon clan can be regarded as our teammates!" Ming Qianhe stepped forward and sighed.
In front of him and Qing Kuang, the originally ferocious Black Winged Dragons had all landed on the ground and stood obediently behind him.