call--!

A gust of wind swept past, and the huge black shadow of Longya flew directly through the human army's defense line at an extremely fast speed.

Then, the ferocious giant mouth opened and spewed out black dragon flames.

Bang bang bang...!!

The dragon flame contained an extremely high temperature, and any orc warrior that was hit was instantly turned into ashes.

Moreover, the Dragon Flame Breath was a diffuse, large-area attack that exploded suddenly the moment it hit the ground, and spread wildly in a ring shape.

In an instant, large numbers of orc warriors were killed amid screams.

The human soldiers and warriors from various academies were extremely surprised when they found out that the dragon had come to help attack the enemy.

"Look, there's a man standing on the dragon's head!"

Even some sharp-eyed human warriors discovered Lin Hao's existence and shouted loudly with excited expressions.

Hearing these words, countless eyes were immediately cast over, looking at the human strongman in awe.

Looking at the entire human martial arts world, they only know of one person who can tame the magic dragon as a mount, and that is the head of the Jiuxuan Sect, Lin Hao.

"Could it be... him?"

Below, in the lineup of Tianyan Academy, a beautiful woman wearing silver soft armor had a look of surprise and doubt on her face.

Staring blankly at the familiar figure, her eyes flashed with excitement, but soon dimmed.

This girl is Zhao Linger.

Once upon a time, she and Lin Hao were a couple living under the same roof.

However, now, they are like strangers. Although Zhao Linger has become a senior tutor at Tianyan Academy, the gap between her and Lin Hao is still as huge as heaven and earth.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!!"

Under the fierce attack of the magic dragon, the rigorous offensive formation of the orc army completely collapsed in just a few moments.

For a moment, countless orcs fled in panic, abandoning their weapons and armor.

After all, facing the dragon, even the Beast King would find it difficult to resist, and these minions would inevitably be slaughtered.

“Win!”

“We won!!”

Seeing the enemy army defeated and fleeing, the human troops who were holding the defense line were immediately excited and cheered, and their morale reached its peak.

And everyone knows that this victory came from Lin Hao's assistance.

However, at this time, when they looked up at the sky again, they saw that the dragon had already left this area and flew towards the depths of the Monster Mountain Range, and soon disappeared.

In a valley deep in the mountains, there is an altar.

It is covered with mysterious space rune formations, and two white-robed deacons are in charge of the teleportation formation.

"Master, it's you!"

They had obviously seen Lin Hao before. When they saw that it was him, they hurriedly bowed and immediately activated the formation.

Buzz!

Lin Hao flew to the altar, and as the energy of the formation was activated, he instantly disappeared on it.

When he reappeared, he was already at the valley teleportation station on the island where the Deacon Hall was located.

Lin Hao looked around and found that the number of deacons stationed here had obviously decreased by more than half. It seemed that they had all been transferred to various regions to help resist alien invasions.

"Welcome, Master!"

Dozens of white-robed deacons all glanced at Lin Hao who had just been teleported over. After confirming the latter's identity, they immediately saluted in awe.

"Pass the order down, immediately gather the Saint Realm disciples in the sect and quickly go to the Sect Martial Square!"

Lin Hao ordered.

"yes."

Following the master's order, the white-robed deacons did not dare to neglect it and quickly took out the sound transmission talismans and ignited them one after another.

When they finished their assignments, they were surprised to find that Lin Hao had left without them noticing.

Ten minutes later, at Zongwu Square.

Tens of thousands of Jiuxuan Sect disciples gathered here.

These people are all Saint Realm warriors, and are the backbone of the Jiuxuan Sect who are responsible for guarding the sect.

As for the other disciples, they were led by Wei Ping and distributed in various areas of Dongxuanzhou.

At this time, Wei Jiyuan, the nine hall masters, as well as Qin Yu, Lei Meng, and Gu Yunle all appeared in the Zongwu Square.

They looked at Lin Hao in confusion. They obviously couldn't guess what the latter's intention was for coming back suddenly and gathering everyone here in a hurry.

Could it be that something big is going to happen? !

"The black hand behind this racial war is the power of the Gods. I and the current Demon King of the Sky Demons have already found out where they are hiding."

Lin Hao didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. He swept his eyes sharply towards the many sect disciples present and said solemnly, "The purpose of gathering everyone here this time is very simple. You are to follow me to the North Pole and kill all those guys!"

"Let us restore peace to this world!"

Hearing this, everyone was slightly stunned, but the scene remained silent and no one spoke to interrupt Lin Hao.

"This expedition is a life-or-death struggle."

Lin Hao looked stern and said bluntly: "I will not guarantee that all of you who go with me will be able to come back alive."

"But this battle is of great significance. Whether our descendants can continue to thrive on this land depends on our expedition this time!"

"Are you guys ready?!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the field seemed to freeze and remained silent.

However, this tense atmosphere was soon broken by passionate shouts.

"We are waiting to follow the Master to the death and defeat the God Clan forces!!"

The low roars that came one after another rumbled like thunder, with an astonishing momentum.

Seeing this scene, Wei Jiyuan, who was watching, took a deep breath, and his hands in his sleeves could not help but tremble slightly.

Listening to the roars around him, the blood in his body that had been dormant for many years also showed signs of boiling at this time.

Looking at the high-spirited disciples of the Jiuxuan Sect and Lin Hao standing in the air like a divine weapon, his face was filled with excitement.

In a trance, Wei Jiyuan seemed to have returned to ten thousand years ago, just like today, when he was about to follow His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven to attack the Tower of Babel!

"Now that you are ready, let's go!"

After saying this, Lin Hao did not lose any time and flew away first.

"Walk!"

Wei Jiyuan also walked out at this moment, and then with a deep shout, he led many deacons and masters to fly up.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…!!!

Following closely, the nine hall masters and tens of thousands of Jiuxuan Sect disciples on the square, without any delay, all flew into the air, and bursts of strong sounds of breaking wind were heard.

Wow!

Those disciples of the sect who were below the Saint Realm and could not go out to participate in the war, at this moment, clasped their fists towards the sky in extremely coordinated movements.

"Master, fellow disciples!"

Then, waves of tragic roars rang out: "We are here, waiting for your triumphant return!!"