Level 13 ghost dragons were equivalent to human Nine-Star Saints.
However, they were much more powerful than ordinary Nine-Star Saints.
It was the same for Nine-Star Dark Knights.
After all, the dark warhorses they rode were also level 10 and above.
They rushed into the Meng family and fought with Meng Haosheng and the others.
There were also dark creatures of different levels emerging from the ground one after another.
The first batch of Level 13 ghost dragons and Dark Paladins were exactly 12.
The number was the same as the Meng family elders.
Meng Haosheng and the other elders were surprised. How could there be such a coincidence?
Next, a large number of dark creatures appeared. There were more than 100 Seven-Star Saints and below.
Then there were Supremes, and below that were Emperors.
Among these dark creatures, other than the ghost dragons and Dark Paladins, the other creatures were of different shapes and forms. They were different from the Undead Clan.
Some of the dark creatures had wolf heads, but their bodies were in human form.
Some of them had human heads, but their bodies were neither human nor ghostly.
There were even some whose bodies seemed to be pieced together by several creatures.
These dark creatures made one's hands and feet turn cold at the sight of them.
The remaining hundred or so Saint-level warriors of the Meng family were naturally looking for opponents of equal strength to fight.
However, there were too many dark creatures of other levels.
They kept attacking the other members of the Meng family.
In an instant, the younger generation of the Meng family let out cries of ghosts and howls of wolves.
They fled in panic, but there was no way out. If they went down, they would be jumping into the wolf's mouth.
Meng Haosheng and the others summoned different level 13 battle beasts. Only then did they manage to fight the ghost dragons and Dark Paladins to a draw.
However, they had no time to save the younger generation.
They could only watch as they were swallowed by the darkness.
Then, only a skeleton was left, becoming their undead army.
Just as the younger generation of the Meng family were in despair, a figure suddenly flashed in the air. A familiar face appeared.
Then, a large number of ancient dragons appeared behind him.
"It's Zhang Xing!
That's great! "
"Zhang Xing, come and save us!"
"Get your dragons to come to my side."
"We agree to let you be the Thirteenth Elder!"
"…"
For a moment, all sorts of fawning voices and orders could be heard.
That's right, the newcomers were none other than Zhang Xing and his dragons.
After leaving the Meng family, he planned to wander around, but he hadn't gone far when a dark tide broke out.
Therefore, he rushed back to support Meng Haosheng and the others.
As for the other juniors of the Meng family …
Zhang Xing did not make a move, nor did he look at the juniors of the Meng Family.
He observed the Class 13 Ghost Dragons and Dark Paladins from afar.
From the looks of it, they were locked in a fierce battle with the Meng family elders.
However, among the twelve elders, six of them were only Eight Star Battle-Saints. They were having a hard time fighting.
If it wasn't for their Tier 13 beasts supporting them, they would have been devoured and turned into Dark Paladins.
It seemed that he had to upgrade the dragons.
His cultivation had to quickly rise to the level of a Nine Star Saint.
If the Meng Clan was like this, then the Yu Clan and the Tan Clan were probably not much better off.
Once one of the clans fell, it was equivalent to the other two clans being exterminated.
Humanity's last hope was gone.
Without further ado, he brought up the lottery system …
"Zhang Xing … are you deaf?
Why are you still standing there like a fool? Hurry up and get your dragons to save us! "
"Zhang Xing, we were wrong. Please come and save us."
"…"
The juniors of the Meng Family still couldn't lower their status at this time. They still ordered Zhang Xing with that arrogant attitude.
However, in Zhang Xing's eyes, they were just a joke.
They were people who didn't even have the right to look at him.
When Meng Haosheng and the others saw this from afar, their hearts were filled with endless sorrow.
They didn't blame Zhang Xing for being cold and heartless. They could only blame themselves for not educating their descendants well.
However, it was too late to say anything now.
The fact that Zhang Xing could come back meant that he didn't forget his promise.
However, his strength seemed to be insufficient. He hadn't grown up yet.