Chapter 1284

"No no no!!!"

West and other dragon kings were so dumbstruck that they almost vomited blood. There are twenty dragon kings, a total of twenty. I don't know how much time and resources it takes for the dragon people to cultivate them.

But now they were killed in an instant, and there were no bones left. This is an unbearable loss for the dragon people.

"You bastard, human race, you and I will never die together!"

A dragon king roared to the sky, filled with grief and indignation, and shed blood and tears.

"Damn it, the dragon's horn doesn't work on this human."

"This bastard knows how to attack mentally, and he happens to be the nemesis of the secret technique of Dragon Horn."

"He was killed before he got close to the human body, how can he be beaten?"

"Damn it, how can this human being know the spirit mystic art? Doesn't it mean that there are very few people who know this kind of mystic art?"

Many dragon kings gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. They regretted it to the extreme now. If they had known that Xia Ping knew the secret art, they would never have used such a secret art.

As a result, no one was killed, but twenty companions died instead.

So far, they have killed 30% of the dragon kings. Even if they attacked human cities in the past, they never killed or injured so many kings.

"What should I do? Could it be that I can only watch this bastard do whatever he wants?" There was a Dragon King gnashing his teeth, staring at Xia Ping with extreme hatred, he hated it to the bone.

But ordinary attacks are useless to this human king. Even the secret technique such as the horn of the dragon was easily cracked, causing them to suffer heavy losses this time.

"I have no choice but to use the Dragon God's Wrath to completely burn this human monster to death!" West's eyes showed a gleam of coldness, and he put forward his own opinion.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the dragon kings present lit up.

The so-called wrath of the dragon god means that there is a trace of dragon fire in their bodies. Although this kind of dragon fire is not far behind the real dragon god, it also contains a trace of destructive characteristics of the real dragon fire.

Once it erupts, it is enough to burn a city, and it will not let it go until the matter is completely burned.

If they join hands together and burst out the dragon fire in their bodies at the same time, then a huge group of dragon fire can be condensed immediately, and the enemy can be burned to death in an instant.

This is one of the trump cards of their dragon race.

So far, they don't know how many enemies they killed during the temporary counterattack by using this trick.

Often the enemy will be caught by a trace of dragon fire unknowingly, and the result will be burned to death and turned into ashes. This kind of flame ignores the difference in strength and is born purely for destruction.

Even the emperor-level powerhouses feel a little jealous of the dragon fire, this is the wrath of the dragon god!

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

They looked at each other, there was no need to talk nonsense at all, and they immediately acted. Seventy-nine dragon kings appeared, distributed in different positions.

These dragon kings run the mana in their bodies and activate the power of blood in their bodies.

Immediately, a ray of red flame emerged from their bodies and appeared on the fingertips. Although this ray of red flame seemed very weak, it seemed that it would go out at any time.

But it exudes a palpitating breath, as if a real dragon lives in it, with terrible destructive power.

"No, those dragon kings are planning to use the wrath of the dragon god!"

On the city wall in the distance, Bailihan's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the trick that the dragon king was going to use.

For him who has dealt with the dragon people for so many years, he knows all the trump cards of the dragon king, and the wrath of the dragon god is even more frightening and terrifying.

Once upon a time, I don't know how many strong human beings, under the huge advantage, capsized in the gutter, were killed by the wrath of the dragon god, and died very aggrieved.

"You bastard, you can't beat Xia, yet you actually resorted to such a dirty trick. Tell Xia immediately not to accept this trick, or you will be burned alive." Bailihu's face changed, and he was burning with anxiety. After giving the order, he worried that Xia Ping didn't know the severity, so he accepted the dragon fire.

No one knows better than him the horror of the wrath of the Dragon God. His father was once a strong man at the peak of the king, but he was temporarily counterattacked by a dragon king and used dragon fire. As a result, his whole body was burned to ashes , no matter what method is used, the flame cannot be extinguished.

This is not the flame of the mortal world, it is really inherited from the dragon god, and it belongs to the power of the god.

"Dragon fire?!"

Feeling the flames emanating from the Dragon Clan, Xia Ping's eyes lit up. He felt the blood of the Golden Crow of Hell in his body ready to move, and he felt extremely greedy, eager, and devoured.

You must know that the Golden Crow bloodline from Hell seldom desires anything, just like the gods aloft, they are not interested in anything in the mortal world.

But now he is interested in this trace of dragon fire, and has the desire to devour it. It is conceivable that dragon fire must be of great benefit to the blood in his body.

Undoubtedly, this dragon fire, like the fire of drought, the fire of life, the essence of the sun, etc., is one of the different fires of heaven and earth, with terrifying power.

But this is also for other beings, for Xia Ping who has the blood of the Hell Golden Crow, these strange fires belong to the food that he devours, he is the master of all fires!

"Go to hell, human!"

"Accept the wrath of the dragon god."

"You unclean existence, die for me, die."

In an instant, dozens of dragon kings were finally ready. They extracted the dragon fire in their bodies and gathered them together to form a red fireball the size of a fist.

The red fireball was spinning rumblingly, and there seemed to be a real dragon inside the fireball. The flames burned all around, emitting extremely high heat, distorting the light, and devouring everything.

call out!

Under the control of the Dragon King, the red fireball was extremely fast, like a precise missile, and smashed towards Xia Ping's body.

"No, it's over, Xia is over!"

Bailihu and the others wanted to go up and warn Xia Ping not to take the wrath of the dragon god, but to dodge, but the speed of the dragon-human king was too fast, even if they wanted to go forward to warn, there was nothing they could do.

And what made them even more panicked was that Xia Ping stood there stupidly, not moving at all, as if he was going to take this trick head-on.

This made them even more desperate, thinking that Xia Ping didn't know the horror of the flame.

"Haha, stupid human beings actually want to take the wrath of the Dragon God head-on."

"What a stupid guy, even our dragon people dare not take it hard, for fear of being burned to death."

"This human being is finally doomed. When touched by the dragon fire, it will instantly turn into ashes."

"Finally kill this monster-like human being and eradicate a great enemy for our dragon people."

"Go to hell, all the lowly human races who are against my dragon people have to die."

Many dragon-human kings were triumphant, as if they had seen the end of Xia Ping being burned into ashes.