Entering the Dragon Domain

"Ao Xingchen, I spared your life before, but you didn't appreciate it. So, you should die!"

Hua Qiang was also angered by the beating.

Damn it, it's just a match, and after losing, they actually sent people to get revenge, and they even went so far as to kill them.

Such a person is so despicable; keeping him around will bring endless trouble.

Hua Qiang is no saint, nor is he one to drag things out; he acted swiftly and decisively.

[Kunpeng Sky-Splitting Strike]

Hua Qiang's Thunderclap Saber crimson light, unleashing a flurry of slashes more than ten times.

More than a dozen enormous ancient Kunpeng, their wingspans blotting out the sky and crackling with lightning, appeared above the sea of clouds.

With a flap of its wings, the giant Kunpeng created a sudden gust of wind, causing the sea of clouds to surge with towering waves.

Ao Xingchen and the other Dragon Race were blown off their feet by the strong wind and stumbled backward.

In an instant, Kunpeng transformed again, turning into countless incomparably sharp swords that traversed space and directly struck these people.

This threw them into a panic, and they frantically tried to defend themselves.

Some people revealed their true forms, using their massive dragon bodies to resist the frenzied attacks.

Ao Xingchen was terrified out of his wits.

Because he discovered that no matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn't avoid the Thunderclap Saber struck him.

Left with no other option, he had to draw his spear to block.

Then this person cut the long spear in his hand in half, and then cleaved him in two.

It's pitiful that he couldn't even escape with his Primordial Spirit; he was already beyond dead.

"Ah! Xingchen, my nephew, you died so tragically! Your uncle will avenge you!"

When Ao Guang saw Ao Xingchen being cleaved in two by a single blow, he flew into a rage.

He immediately transformed into his dragon form and then sprayed breaths of icy air at Hua Qiang.

At that moment, he continuously unleashed magical treasures, smashing them one by one towards Hua Qiang.

All sorts of weapons appeared, including spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, iron rods, and basins... anything he thought could be smashed.

Holy crap!

Is this old man collecting junk or moving house?

Why are kitchen utensils appearing here?

Hua Qiang was speechless.

He raised his hand and created a vortex that swallowed them all.

The next moment, they will repay them in kind!

They all hurled their weapons at Ao Guang.

"Damn it, not this trick again?"

!!

Not to mention Ao Guang, the other members of the dragon Dragon Race were speechless.

How do we fight this?

That kid is too cunning, and that move was disgusting.

The attack I launched was used against me in return. Is there no justice in this world?

After a series of quick maneuvers, Ao Guang finally managed to evade all the attacks and stood some distance away, panting heavily.

He looked at the other members of the tribe, and they all looked at each other, then nodded vigorously.

"Form ranks!"

Since they could use both physical and magical attacks to turn against themselves, they resorted to formations.

More than ten enormous dragons surrounded Hua Qiang, then stood in some mysterious dragon-like formation.

Instantly, a mysterious and profound aura appeared in this world, covering, encircling, and sealing it off.

Hua Qiang felt that he was isolated in a special space.

In this space, it seemed that these dragons were the most revered, and he had slaughtered a lamb to the slaughter.

The next moment, the dragons' bodies stretched infinitely and formed circles, squeezing and entangling him.

Holy crap!

That was a brilliant move!

Moreover, he perfectly countered that disgusting move.

They don't use external force to attack him, but instead use their bodies to crush him. He can't fight back against that.

Seeing that his space was getting smaller and smaller and the pressure was getting greater and greater, Hua Qiang smiled.

Do you really think you can deal with him like this?

The next second, he moved both hands at the same time and then made a folding motion.

Folding Space!

In an instant, he disappeared from this enclosed space.

He then severed the connection between the array set up by the dozen or so dragons and threw them one by one into his Pocket Space.

When the dragon noticed this, it was so frightened that all the Dragon Scales on its body stood on end.

There is a soft, flabby part of it.

What's going on?

The formation was directly broken, and each dragon was unable to contact its other members.

Each of them was in their own separate space.

The atmosphere in this space was too strange, as if it had been banished.

The dragons roared angrily, their voices deafening, as if they were about to shatter this seemingly small yet unfathomably deep space.

Ao Guang's face turned ashen, and he took the lead in action.

Its scales shimmered with a cold light, and its enormous body swirled and rolled, creating gusts of violent hurricanes as it tried to tear apart the barriers of the Pocket Space.

Other dragons also made their moves, some spewing out raging flames, attempting to burn a gap in the space with intense heat.

Some of them frantically clawed and scratched with their thick dragon claws, the hard claws colliding with the space walls and making sharp, piercing sounds.

A slightly smaller dragon chanted incantations and cast an ancient Dragon Race spell.

Mysterious runes were spat out of its mouth and rushed towards the spatial barrier. However, when the runes touched the spatial barrier, they only caused a ripple before dissipating into nothingness.

They crashed into each other, exerting all their strength with every thrust.

But the Pocket Space is like a bottomless Abyss; no matter how much they struggle, it remains completely still.

As time went on, the dragons gradually became exhausted, their breathing became rapid, and their movements became increasingly sluggish.

But they still did not give up, their eyes burning with an unwilling flame.

Hua Qiang watched this scene from outside, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Feeling that he had played enough, he lightly snapped his fingers. The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to explode in the dragons' ears.

"Burst!"

In an instant, each Pocket Space seemed to be subjected to an irresistible force, and began to compress wildly.

The dragons roared in terror, but there was nowhere to escape.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang," the space exploded, and the powerful impact shattered the dragons' bodies.

One by one, the giant dragons were blown to pieces, covered in blood and completely mangled.

Limbs were severed, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere; the scene was extremely gruesome.

They, who were once so imposing, are now like candles flickering in the wind, having lost all ability to resist and can only await their fate in despair.

In the past, Hua Qiang would definitely have killed these dozen or so dragons and then collected the Slaughter Points.

But now, if he wants to advance again, the Slaughter Points he needs is not just a little bit.

Even if all these dragons were killed, it would be a drop in the ocean.

He opened up a world of extraordinary power and took all the dragons inside, turning them into contracted beasts.

Dragon Race, they are the powerful henchmen of the heavens.

He felt that having only these ten or so was not enough.

After reading the memories of a dragon, Hua Qiang sent Huo Cangliang and the others back to the Azure Cloud Sect, and spent a few more days with Huo Qingtong.

After tearing through space, he entered the Dragon Domain.