"Five-star Venerables are no longer my match, but I can't kill a Six-star Venerables in an instant."
Zhang Xing knew that the higher one went, the harder it was to advance.
Breaking through every star was like crossing a natural chasm. It was not something that ordinary Venerables could do.
Above Samsung, especially from four-star onwards, they had entered the ranks of mid-level Venerables.
Those who were able to enter this stage were all people with great willpower.
Therefore, the difference between each star was like heaven and earth.
He could kill a Samsung in an instant when he was a one-star, but when he reached Samsung, he could not kill a Six-star in an instant.
At most, he could use all his strength to severely injure a Six-star War Venerable, but it would not be so easy to keep him alive.
However, with two Rank 8 dragons as helpers, it was still very easy to kill a Six-star War Venerable.
However, he still had experience points to promote the two dragons to Rank 8.
In this way, killing a Six-star and three Five-star old fellows outside would be effortless.
"Dragon Fifth, Wen Jing, transform!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and Poison Dragon Fifth and Winged Dragon Wen Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, were overjoyed.
They bowed and cupped their fists at the same time. "Thank you, Boss!"
Zhang Xing smiled and nodded. "Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two dragon roars shook Dragon Island.
...
A few minutes later, Dragon Fifth and Wen Jing stood side by side beside White Dragon Bai Shang.
The other six dragons looked at them enviously.
There was only desire in their eyes, no jealousy.
Boss Zhang Xing had never gone back on his words and treated them like his own children.
At such a critical moment outside, they were in a hurry to go out and help, but Boss did not summon them.
They knew that Boss was afraid that they would be injured and did not want them to take the risk.
To have a patriarchal boss who cared for them so much, they were extremely touched!
Advancing to Rank 8 was only a matter of time. There was no hurry.
They comforted themselves with an expression that said, "I understand."
However, looking at Black Treasure and the other three who could fight for Boss in advance, they were indeed a little envious.
They were also a little … impatient.
Although they said they were not in a hurry, how could they not be impatient with the nature of the dragon race?
"Everyone, don't panic, especially the six of you."
"Adjust yourself to your best condition first, then follow me to kill those four old farts."
The ten dragons were all able to understand what Zhang Xing was trying to say.
The Four Black Bao Dragons put away their impatient emotions and calmed themselves down, slowly adjusting their breathing.
The other six dragons also closed their eyes and began to meditate.
He couldn't go out and help Boss fight this time, but he would definitely be able to next time.
At this moment, Mo Liuxia and the other three did not let down their guard at all.
Although they had been highly focused for an entire day, this level of exhaustion was almost negligible to them.
What's more, everyone had a highly effective Spiritual Energy recovery pill.
Mo Liuxia knew that it was the right decision to stake everything on this one throw.
Zhang Xing was already a turtle in a jar. He believed that it wouldn't be long before he could take his little life.
If they let Zhang Xing escape under such circumstances, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to catch him again.
The result was imaginable. When Zhang Xing reappeared a few years later, Nangong Tian would be the first to die.
Then, it would be the assassin organization's strongholds in the various empires, the various halls, and finally the Hall of Silver headquarters …
They did not dare to imagine that tragic scene, nor did they dare to imagine how powerful Zhang Xing would be by then.
Would he be a Six-Star Venerable or a Seven-Star Venerable?
Or …