The white dragon that narrows its body shape is still twenty meters long. Except for a pair of dragon eyes, the rest of the new dragon clan is white.

White dragon scales, white dragon claws, white dragon horns, and white dragon whiskers.

The rare color uniformity makes this dragon clan as beautiful as a bottle of art carved from mutton fat jade, and every inch of it exudes exquisiteness and elegance.

If you look closely, you will find that the white dragon scales are shining with the light of the crystal nucleus, and a layer of complex patterns on the surface that seem to be carefully carved by a famous artist.

And now-

The white dragon, which was about twenty meters long, swung its long tail and swam towards the pile of crystal cores that were shining with dazzling lightning like lightning.

When the white dragon swam in front of the crystal core repository, it suddenly lowered its height, and then—

"boom!"

This new snow-white dragon clan fell on the crystal core pile in a way that was pressed against the top of Mount Tai.

The higher the level of the monster, the harder its crystal core is to be crushed.

Fortunately, any crystal core placed in the hall is now belonging to a monster above the ninth level, and they can withstand Luo Bai's smash.

However, although the crystal nucleus is not broken, Luo Bai's size is now quite large. When she smashed it like this, the crystal nucleus that was originally piled up was rolling down and pouring down the ground.

The white dragon trapped in the crystal core pile hummed comfortably and spit out a faint dragon breath. The light white dragon breath seemed to have a curve of joy in the air.

The white dragon had a long tail rolled up, and a large handful of crystal cores were rolled up. The brilliant Zhuozhuo's crystal core was swept under the claws by the white dragon with its tail.

I stopped moving it again, but I was happy to watch it like this.

The white dragon rolling in the crystal core pile didn't know, or maybe she didn't care. Just when her first dragon roar was released, the monsters within a radius of thousands of miles were shocked, and some of the low-level ones fell to the ground and fainted.

As for those who are slightly higher in the category of Legendary Warcraft, they are also crawling on the ground in the direction where Luo Bai is now.

All the beasts bow their heads and are all imperial ministers.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Dark Temple—

After placing the mission to Shizhou, the Lord of the Dark Temple went into seclusion.

Ying Shaojun is now a high-level magic venerable. The high-level magic venerable is still one small step away from the peak magic venerable, but this small step has stopped countless peerless geniuses.

In "General History of Qianxiao Continent", only one person who finally reached the peak of the Magic Venerable was recorded in the document.

The one who appeared 500,000 years ago and did not die until his life span. In addition, there was no magic venerable in this continent that had nurtured countless humans and monsters.

The reason for retreat this time was because Ying Shaojun touched the screen of the peak magic venerable, and he planned to retreat and rush.

But now-

The man with a few fine lines at the corner of his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and his light brown eyes seemed to contain the thunder of the storm.

Ying Shaojun's eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a little obvious surprise.

He was really surprised at this moment. Shi Zhou actually brought the new dragon clan back to the Dark Temple, and it took so little time.

The man sitting in the dark black light array slowly stood up.

Except for the cuffs and necklines, the rest of his body were embroidered with gold-edged tattoos, and the rest were black with a bright embroidered robe and ring. The next moment, the man in the giant magic light array disappeared.
Chapter completed!