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Chapter 1912 - Sweeping!

”Roaaaaaar!”

In the northwest part of the Hidden Spirit Mountain, a piercing cry suddenly rang out. A huge black dragon spat out blood and flew backward for thousands of meters before crashing into a valley in a mountain range.

At this point in time, although the Spirit Hidden Mountain Range was still unceasingly fluctuating, its movements had become much quieter, and it was now very difficult for it to pose any threat to any living beings approaching it.

”Rebel!” The betrayal of you Dragon Clan, will certainly be punished by Lord Dragon God! ”

He raised his massive head with some difficulty and roared with grief and indignation. His extremely bloodshot eyes were filled with unconcealable resentment, as if he wished to tear the approaching clansmen into pieces.

”He really doesn't know how to appreciate favors!”

Long Jun curled his tongue in disdain, arrogance flashing through his eyes.

In the past, it was also extremely respectful to Lord Dragon God, but now it knew many things. The so-called Lord Dragon God was just a statue in the depths of the Dragon City.

The so-called ”wrath of the Dragon God” was only caused by the remnant consciousness of the Dragon God within the sculpture.

If not for the fact that he frequently took down s with outstanding talent from the Realm of the Gods for sacrifices, the remnant consciousness of the Dragon God that was placed within the sculpture would have disappeared into thin air long ago. Right now, its master was Tang Huan and its little master was a Nine Spirits. There was simply no need to put that Dragon God's remnant consciousness in its eyes.

”Since you do not know how to appreciate favors, there's no need to keep them.” A voice suddenly came from the ear hole.

”Yes, little master.”

The arrogance in Long Jun's eyes immediately turned into flattery. He respectfully replied and waved his claws behind him. ”Go, get rid of it!” The moment he said that, one of the Fire Red Huge Dragon opened its mouth, releasing a captivating red flame that spewed out, instantly submerging the black dragon.

Amidst the fiercely churning flames, the huge black dragon let out a blood-curdling screech and Pang Shuo's body crazily twisted. However, it only lasted for a short while before it stopped moving.

”Continue searching!”

”Roaaaaaar!”

”...”

Long Jun led dozens of Dragon Clan warriors and continued to majestically advance.

The eighty Heavenly Kings of the Dragon Clan were divided into two teams. The first group was led by Long Jun, followed by the nine spirits. The other team was led by the Sword Thrust Team, led by Xiao Zihan. The other team consisted of the Upper Level King and the Upper Level King.

Regardless of whether it was the nine spirits or Xiao Zihan, they had both encountered many small groups from the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan Rankers in those small groups all carried a special kind of equipment that seemed to be able to provide assistance to the ”Mountain Crushing Seal”. However, before they could activate the tool or even just activate the tool, it was discovered by Long Jun and the puppet team with spikes and met with a devastating blow.

The two squads of puppets continued to roam around the Spirit Hidden Mountain Range.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

At the eastern edge of the Hidden Spirit Mountain Range, the earth-shattering sound was still continuing. Pang Shuo's green colored ball constantly fluctuated between strong and weak.

The green color on the surface of the sphere had faded quite a bit.