Some were shot into the ground.

Some shot on the eaves.

Some of them hit the pillars.

The arrows are also scorched black, with residual traces of flame burning.

And in the room.

Zhuang Ming slowly stood up and sat on the wheelchair again.

His face was pale and bloodless, and his white clothes were soaked through.

His hair on the temples was disheveled.

And his eyes were extremely bright.

"It's done..."

He closed his eyes and felt the meaning of soaring in the sky and soaring in the clouds.

Finally turned into a dragon!

The achievement of the dragon is comparable to the golden elixir, like an immortal god, above the world and beyond the power of the world!

This is the power he dreams of!

If it hadn't been for him this time, it might have taken another thirty to fifty years for him to turn into a dragon.

Even if he can transform into a dragon thirty or fifty years later, his body will be old and it will be difficult to find the way to transform into a dragon.

And this opportunity finally made him jump over the line and pass the hard work of thirty to fifty years.

Without this sacred stone, he would still have to survive under the power of King Chen, endure and retreat, and wait for a few days before he could use the power of the court to play a game with King Chen.

Conspiracies and intrigues are always full of variables.

Even he seems to have no plans left in front of his subordinates.

In fact, we are also afraid of variables.

If there are variables, the outcome is unpredictable.

He was not completely sure that he could use secular means and the power of the court to bring down King Chen.

He just had no choice but to work hard to overthrow King Chen.

But now, no need to!

No need to make any plans.

No need to plan.

No need to make excuses!

You don't have to think about your chances of winning, and you don't have to worry about your own failures.

Because he already has the power to dominate the world.

Zhuang Ming opened his eyes and said coldly: "Prince Chen!"

——

The dragon in the sky is circling and falling.

Boom!

The earth trembled.

I saw the dragon, about thirteen feet long and as thick as a water tank.

The head resembles that of an ox or horse, with thick tusks, dark eyes, and a bulging meat bag on top.

And the whole body is covered with scales, as crystal clear as jade.

Under its belly, two claws protruded.

The palms are like tiger palms, and the claws are like eagle claws.

The rocks on the ground were instantly shattered by the claws.

"Run...run away..."

Although the soldiers of the Zhennan Army have excellent martial arts skills, have experienced battlefields, and have been stained with blood and killed people, they are still ordinary people after all.

Seeing such creatures in myths and legends, divine beings that move wind and rain, everyone is frightened.

The Zhennan Army collapsed in an instant.

——

At the foot of the mountain, King Chen's expression changed.

He looked vaguely panicked.

He wanted to retreat, but he saw that the dragon was trying to go down the mountain.

If you are being chased by a dragon, how can you escape?

He also came from a military background. Although he was frightened, he managed to calm down.

There is no escape!

The only chance of survival!

Still in the Zhennan Army!

With tens of thousands of elite Zhennan troops, can they slay this ferocious beast?

"Your Majesty..."

The commander also looked horrified.

He has led the army for many years and has never seen such a magical thing.

Is there really a dragon hiding in Qianlong Villa?

What kind of people did King Chen provoke?

Tens of thousands of troops were mobilized to attack this place. Was it to fight against a mythical dragon?

King Chen's expression changed again and again. He suddenly stood up and shouted: "Immediately issue a military order. Anyone who is afraid of fighting will be killed!"

The commander was startled for a moment and said in surprise: "Your Majesty?"

King Chen shouted: "The army of tens of thousands, the elite division, known as the division of tigers and wolves, is it possible that we are afraid of an evil beast?"

He clenched his fists, suppressed his trembling heart, showed a stern look on his face, and shouted loudly.

"Isn't it just a ferocious beast? The elite Zhennan Army is capable of sweeping away wolves, killing tigers and leopards, and beheading a dragon, so what?"

"I don't believe it. Even if this evil beast is ten times more ferocious than a tiger, can it still resist an army of tens of thousands?"

"Pick up your swords and spears and kill this dragon!"

"Thousands of arrows fired together!"

"Tianji Divine Crossbow!"
Chapter completed!