1217: C1217 Camp Master(part I)

C1217 Camp Master(part I)

1217. Battalion Owner.1

The Black Flood Dragons blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun. They were like a huge sun in the sky, burning with black flames. With a swing of their tails, which were covered with dense metal scales, they shattered the Talismans of the fifty-sixth camp, creating a sharp hurricane.

Seeing this, Long Weiyi's face was filled with sarcasm. His body expanded with the wind, and in an instant, it was comparable to the Black Flood Dragon that was formed by the vigorous elemental energy that was hovering in the sky.

"Roar!"

Long Wei opened his bloody mouth and revealed his sharp white fangs. With a cracking sound, the Black Flood Dragon's head was bitten into pieces, and the violent elemental energy scattered in all directions.

"Puff ~ ~"

The motley crew called 'Black Flood Dragon' suffered a terrifying backlash on the spot. The blood gushed out like a fountain and scattered in all directions of the camp. After that, they heavily crashed into a huge pillar that was surrounded by three people.

The Black Flood Dragon almost died, and its spine almost broke. It looked at Long Wei who was looking down at it from the sky with a terrified expression. And Qin Sheng, who was stepping on the Shadow.

"What the f * ck? Who are these people?"

The Black Flood Dragon's face was filled with fear, and his heart was in great turmoil. Soon after, a chill spread from his spine to his limbs and bones. "This time, I kicked the steel plate!"

Long Wei's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead man. He bent over and threw himself at the Black Flood Dragon.

"adults, spare me!"

The Black Flood Dragon was so scared that it almost lost its soul. With a loud bang, it kneeled down on the ground.

"Long Wei. " Qin Sheng shouted. Long Wei immediately grinned and didn't step on the Black Flood Dragon to death.

In the fifty-sixth camp, all the cannon fodder prisoners were dumbfounded, as if they had been petrified.

Initially, they were waiting for the most bloody scene while enjoying the show. However, the battle ended very quickly. It was completely different from what they had imagined. The man and the Toad that were being stepped on weren't the ones that were rubbing against each other.

They were the cannon fodder camps and Black Flood Dragons that were ranked in the top five of their Shadows.

Their defeat was too ugly, too thorough. . .

Qin Sheng coldly glanced at the Shadows that looked like they were about to die at any moment. He withdrew his leg and walked to the highest throne in the camp.

The throne was completely black, and it was also forged from incomparably hard Talismans. There was a concave position on the arm of the throne, and it looked like a tiger.

"Buzz ~ ~"

Qin Sheng flipped his hand, and embedded the Black Tiger Tally in the ring into the concave position. Immediately, a dazzling black vortex bloomed, and the rune that was like billowing smoke transformed into a fierce black tiger that swallowed Qin Sheng in one gulp.

Qin Sheng's expression changed slightly, and his handsome face revealed a hint of shock. He muttered in a low voice: "This is the power of the Black Tiger Tally?"

"It feels like it has increased by 30%!"

Qin Sheng was already very strong. With the dual body and martial arts cultivation and those ancient Arcane Art, he was able to tear apart an ordinary Divine Palace Realm martial artist. Now, his strength had increased by 30%. In the Wasteland, he could even fight against a abode realm expert.

"Welcome, Battalion Owner!"

The Black Tiger Tally's energy vortex swept across the entire camp. Fighter, who was holding the cannon fodder camp, prostrated on the ground.

The Black Flood Dragon's expression was ugly to the extreme. He had never thought that this Young people, who had not even melted the Divine Palace, was actually the new Battalion Owner.

He was too strong. Even the Shadow that was skilled in assassination and concealment was suppressed by him in a split second. . .

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