1701: C1701 The Birth of a Rank Ten Holy Dragon

C1701 The Birth of a Rank Ten Holy Dragon

chapter 1701. A tenth-stage holy dragon was born.

The Demons and demi-human race on the Xuanwu Continent were actually a branch of the Homo sapiens as well.

Their ancestors only cultivated different cultivation methods. After many years of hard work, they gradually formed a new race.

According to the people of these two clans, the true Demons and demi-human race, each of them possessed extraordinary magical power, and each of them could withstand thousands of soldiers and horses.

However, they were both living in a higher level space.

They also disdained living in a lower plane like this.

That would lower their strength and cause their cultivation level to degenerate.

Of course, these were all legends. No one would care.

However, friar firmly believed that these races were above the Saint realm.

Since there was a stronger demon race, then there must be a real Demons and demi-human race.

Also, there was a Homo sapiens that lived in another spatial zone.

Perhaps, the Homo sapiens was the largest group of people, and they were scattered across different planes.

Moreover, they were all a race that could not be underestimated in that plane.

Mo Sihai personally led the army to stop a hundred kilometers west of the Southern King's Manor.

At the same time, the armies in the north and east also tacitly stopped moving forward.

No one was willing to be the first to take the lead. They all wanted to see the so-called new Southern King's strength with their own eyes.

"Oh? They all stopped?"

Zhang Xing looked at the map on the wall and smiled.

"If it was a major power, I'm afraid they would have attacked us a long time ago.

But now, it's three major powers. I dare say that they won't attack us within ten days. "

"What about High Lord in ten days?"

King Beaumont asked curiously.

"Hehe! Ten days later, I will go and have a heart-to-heart talk with them one by one!"

Zhang Xing smiled faintly.

The only thing that came from the three major powers was the The striker army.

There was still the middle troops behind them, as well as grain and supplies.

Their king was in the vanguard army, so no one dared to rashly fight.

If they couldn't defeat Zhang Xing, or if the other two sides suddenly joined forces to destroy one side.

All of this was very likely to happen.

Soldiers were crafty!

No one knew who was secretly working with whom.1

Therefore, they were all secretly probing and observing.

Zhang Xing did not tell King Beaumont and the others about this. It was useless even if he said it.

Even if the Orcs learned it, they would not be able to use it as well as other races.

They were just war machines.

It was just as Zhang Xing had expected. In this strange atmosphere, on the ninth day, the three powers couldn't hold their breaths anymore.

The spy reported that Zhang Xing had eaten his fill every day and had a good time.

Every day, it would be dark and he would sleep, and he would wake up at dawn.

He was not nervous at all about the Aura.

The Qiujia Army he had subdued was in charge of guarding while the orcs were in charge of supervising.

However, they all had a lazy look on their faces.

Whether it was to set up a suspicious formation or for some other reason, King and Subordinate had researched it for a few days.

They only looked down on the orc legion, but they did not have the slightest intention of looking down on Zhang Xing.

He could subdue the orc alone and the totem clan.

He had also killed Southern King, how could he be an ordinary person?

If Zhang Xing was ranked in the formation, he would be ready to fight.

Those King would not be so cautious.

But after observing and analyzing for nine days, they felt that Zhang Xing didn't seem to be plotting anything.

He was just like this, waiting for the two of you to come and fight him.

In fact, Zhang Xing was not what they saw on the surface.

In this one month or so, especially in the last nine days, he had nurtured another holy dragon.

If the experience points was enough, he would help Saint One rise to the Tenth First Rank.

If it wasn't enough, then he would nurture another Tenth Order holy dragon.

In the end, the experience points he accumulated from the lottery wasn't enough, so he could only use the second method.

"Sacred One, Saint, you guys rest for a while. We've already fought for a day. Are you tired?"

On the Dragon Island, first Saint and Saint had turned into dragon shapes, baring their teeth and staring at each other.

That's right, Saint was the newly nurtured second holy dragon.

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