Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter766

Zhang Xing was also a little surprised when he heard the message from Black Treasure. He smiled slightly.

"Sister Solina, let's go and take a look. Everyone on the Fourth Peak has surrendered."

Solina was still looking forward to a crushing war, but she didn't expect it to end before it even started.

The two of them slowly flew forward.

After a while, they arrived above the Fourth Peak.

The leading Elder cupped his fists, raised them above his head, and bowed to Zhang Xing.

"Elder Dong Si of the Fourth Peak leads all the soldiers and is willing to surrender to Lord Zhang Xing!"

Dong Si was only an Elder of a peak and not a member of the assassin group.

He was an old man from the Tianya Mountain who had surrendered later. Due to his straightforward personality, he was rigid.

Therefore, Xin Chang didn't recruit him into the assassin group.

Dong Si had long been dissatisfied with this inexplicable war.

Especially when he heard that Zhang Xing was here to settle the score with those people on the Main Peak.

But until now, those leaders had yet to show up, and they had already destroyed three peaks and more than six million people.

Did they want everyone to die with them?

The leader of the Tianya Mountain stood up in such a passive and weak situation.

In the end, he challenged Xin Chang alone and was killed.

Thus, he saved the lives of his brothers.

As for the hundreds of people in Xin Chang, they didn't care about the lives of their brothers at all. Why would they risk their lives for him? Damn it.

Zhang Xing looked down at the scene with the nine dragons behind him. Although there were only a dozen people in their team, they were more imposing than an army of tens of millions.

Zhang Xing ignored Dong Si and looked at the 140-legged seventh-order flying dragons that were more than ten meters below them.

The flying dragons and the warriors on their backs lowered their heads to show their submission.

The entire Fourth Peak was abnormally quiet. No one dared to make a sound.

They were afraid. These nine dragons were too ferocious, as if they had endless magic power and strength.

When they watched the battle with the Third Peak, their horizons were broadened.

The nine dragons were actually performing Dragon Fists in the sky.

Just like a warrior, they circulated their Qi, clenched their fists, and attacked.

However, the power of the Dragon Fist was too terrifying. Those Four-legged Flying Dragons did not even have the strength to fight back. Their bodies exploded with a single punch.

When he saw the nine dragons flying over, Dong Si immediately knelt down and surrendered.

With someone taking the lead, the others were naturally more than happy to follow.

However, the black dragon said that they could only accept the surrender ceremony when their boss arrived.

Originally, he thought that Zhang Xing's relationship with these dragons was only equal, and that Zhang Xing's status was even lower.

But he didn't expect to be completely wrong.

He could not understand why a child of about ten years old would have such a high status among the Nine Dragons.

Not to mention dragons, even if one wanted to tame other beasts, one person could only have one.

If they could sign a contract with a dragon, even if the dragon was the master, there would be countless people willing to be a servant.

Zhang Xing was an exception. How could he have nine dragons, and each of them had heaven-defying battle prowess?

Dong Si lowered his head, feeling extremely nervous. He didn't know if Zhang Xing would accept their surrender.

A minute passed, and there was no movement from the sky. He was so nervous that his back was wet with sweat.

Two minutes passed, and there was still no sound from Zhang Xing. His heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he felt numb all over.

Until the fifth minute, Dong Si's eyes were confused. He felt that he couldn't bear this abnormal pressure, and the dou qi in his body was already showing signs of disorder.

Just as he was about to go berserk, Zhang Xing's faint voice sounded.

"Get up."

Although it was just a plain sentence, it seemed to have infinite magic. Dong Si's spirit was shaken, and the dou qi in his body that was about to go berserk calmed down.