Night cloud silent hand according to the sword, slowly toward the galloping herd. His pace is still so calm, so free and easy, so confident.

However, Gu Fenghua and other people's hearts are full of ups and downs.

Yeyunji's strength is strong, and his blood is really different, but no matter what, at this time, he is far from stronger than Mo Qingqiu. So desperate, even Mo Qingqiu is tired of running, what can he do?

"What does he want to do, what does he want to do?" Green any whole body trembles, murmur to oneself of say.

Although he had already guessed the origin of night cloud silence, and had seen his hand, he knew that his strength could not be measured by ordinary emperor's strength. However, at this time of the night cloud silence, in the face of the herd torrent, still appears so small, his action, is tantamount to death.

Countless iron hooves have stepped on the ground, as if stepping on the hearts of people. The surging beasts are getting closer and closer to the night cloud silence. They roar up to the sky, burning bloodthirsty flames in their eyes, as if to crush everything in the world, but also smash the tiny human in front of them.

"Roar..." at this time, another animal roar came.

Different from the roar of the roe deer owl, this roar is more rough, more low, and more vast and distant, as if from ancient times, spanning tens of thousands of years.

A huge animal shadow appeared at the foot of cloud silence at night. It spread its huge wings and took him into the air with a fierce beat. The dark figure is so majestic that it brings endless pressure to people. The shadow cast seems to be able to make the purple soul beast below breathless.

"Devil Seeing the majestic and overbearing figure of the magic dragon again, Gu Fenghua, Lorne, Bai pangzi and ye colorless are all in spirits.

And qingfan and Qin Haofang are shocked. The dragon clan is a legendary beast, which is rare even in ancient times. This dark magic dragon is a different species of the dragon clan. It is even rarer than the ordinary dragon, and it is far stronger than the ordinary dragon clan.

Qingfan guessed the origin of yeyunji, but he never guessed that his mount was an ancient dragon, and it was also a magic dragon of the dragon race!

The gale flapped its wings, and gusts of wind roared toward the herd. The galloping herd slowed down and gradually stopped under it.

Although their eyes are still burning with crazy and bloodthirsty purple fire, they can also feel the natural blood suppression from the ancient giant dragon, which is also the natural instinct suppression. They roar and shudder in a low voice, and dare not move forward any more.

"Roar!" When the roe deer owl found that the situation was not good, he looked up to the sky and roared.

If we put it in ancient times, even the fierce beasts like roe deer and owl can only bow down to the dragon people like devil heaven, but this is not the time of ancient times after all. For tens of thousands of years, generation after generation has been eroded by the purple dust, and ordinary monsters have become more and more violent, not to mention the roe deer and owl, which are famous for their ferocity and killing?

Moreover, although the original form of magic heaven reappeared, after Nirvana rebirth, its strength was not as good as before. At this moment, the roe deer owl broke through the limitation of natural blood superiority and inferiority.

Mo Tian was infuriated by the owl's irreverence, and his wings vibrated, then he sent out the deep dragon song. The roe deer owl, however, showed no sign of weakness and roared up to the sky.

An ancient god beast and an ancient fierce beast looked at each other across the air and roared. At the same time, they exerted their own blood pressure on the herd.