One after another, the powerful men died under the claws of the seven-color dragon, and in the blink of an eye, the number of them had reached twenty.

"If this continues, everyone will die here. You guys give the dragon-shaped weapons to others!" Zi Chen said, looking at the Soul Eaters who were running away in embarrassment.

Their attacks are too weak, and they can only protect themselves with dragon-shaped weapons, but cannot destroy the enemy at all.

The seven soul-eating tribesmen clutched their dragon-shaped weapons tightly and remained silent.

Zi Chen was angry and said loudly: "We have already reached this point, do you think weapons are more important or life is more important? If you insist on this, I will only take others to a safe area, and when you are dead, we will come back to pick up the weapons!"

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The faces of several Soul Eaters changed drastically, as if they were hesitating and struggling.

"I promise that as long as you kill the seven-color dragon, the weapon that belongs to you will be returned to you!"

In fact, guarantees are useless, but at this moment, if you don't want to die, your best choice is to hand over your weapons.

As Zi Chen said before, if the weapons are not handed over, Zi Chen will take the others away, and then bring them back after they are dead.

During this period, they all saw the scene where the tomb guard sent away the injured people on Zi Chen's side.

"Here you go! I hope you do what you say!"

Several Soul Eaters all threw the dragon-shaped weapons in their hands.

These guys were not stupid at all. They threw their weapons to Zi Chen at the same time. Obviously, if something happened next, they would ask Zi Chen for their weapons.

Zi Chen did not hesitate. After receiving the seven weapons, he threw a long spear to Shuntian Dao, and then threw a long sword to Wu Yinying.

Afterwards, he threw a long knife to Zang Yongsi, and gave a weapon to the strong alien Menda.

Zi Chen gave the remaining three weapons to a foreigner and a human. When the last black stick was left, Manshi suddenly jumped out and said, "Give it to me, give me this one!"

The wild stone that had just been injured has now become more vigorous and vigorous, obviously having refined some dragon sources.

Zi Chen threw the long stick to Manshi, who took it and felt it, and seemed very satisfied.

All eight people had dragon-shaped weapons in their hands. Zi Chen glanced at the tomb guard, who nodded.

"Follow me!"

The tomb guard waved his hand and fired out a light of energy, which swept everyone away.

Because there is a dragon source deep in the dragon tomb, he naturally will not take these guys there.

With the dragon soldiers in hand, everyone seemed confident.
Chapter completed!