One of the dragon commanders had a bad feeling. This kind of magical power was not something that ordinary immortals and gods could master. They were all secret techniques of the powerful ones in the sky. He could even see the shadow of the three-eyed great god Xiansheng Zhenjun on the yellow-turbaned warrior!
"Not good, retreat quickly!"
Suddenly, these dragon soldier commanders felt something was wrong, as if a great terror filled their hearts. The sky suddenly darkened, as if covered by a huge piece of cloth. Then several muffled thunders sounded, making people panic.
They looked at the Yellow Turban strongman, who was actually muttering to himself and writing and drawing with one hand on the other, but he seemed clumsy and slow, as if he would suddenly fall into deep thought while writing and drawing, and his writing was somewhat intermittent.
But even so, these dragon commanders did not dare to stay here any longer. They sensed that the Yellow Turban warrior must be cooking up some killer trick, so they quickly protected the still furious dragon son and left the place.
Immediately, above the clouds in the sky, all the shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and whale general Yaksha fled in a panic, not daring to stay here for too long.
Zhang Ling suddenly smiled knowingly. It seemed that the Five Thunders Righteous Method's talisman was making the Yellow Turban warrior feel a little embarrassed.
Then he waved his sleeves and took it back.
The clouds in the sky fell silent again, with only the smell of blood in the air.
"Longzi was defeated?"
A monster cried out in surprise, and then there was a burst of cheers. Everyone danced or cried with joy, all of them venting the anger and depression that had been in their hearts.
They were originally wild beasts without any roots in the mountains. After coming here, they were often bullied by the dragon son. They also knew that this monster town might be the pigpen of the Qingcao Lake God, but even so, they could do nothing but accept their fate!
Although there are some smart and brave monsters who wander outside, hoping to gain an opportunity and luck, so that they can change their names one day, but this is just a very vague and ethereal thing after all. Most of the monsters who wander outside are eventually killed and devoured by passing gods or some big monsters.
"This dragon boy will definitely not give up and will come back again. The next time he comes, I'm afraid it will be the Great God of Qingcao Lake himself!"
I don't know who said this, but it was like a bucket of cold water that immediately extinguished everyone's passion at the moment. It was as if they were freezing cold from head to toe, making it difficult to generate any hope.
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