The fist light, which was like a star, rushed forward with the power of violent thunder.

Thunder exploded, and the fist light opened up a safe passage of more than ten meters for Zi Chen.

"Buzz."

With this gap, the dissipated golden light around Zi Chen solidified again, and then rushed forward in a straight line.

This time, just after rushing more than 20 meters, Zi Chen could no longer bear the powerful counterattack force and began to cough up blood.

His blood was no longer red, but golden. After falling to the ground, it was like a golden pearl, shining brightly.

"It's useless, you can't rush over at all." Kewang's voice sounded.

Zi Chen didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he just smiled coldly and held the dragon gun tightly on his back.

Above the dragon gun, the silver light shines brightly, like thunder snakes surging, a loud dragon roar resounds throughout the world, and the vast dragon power spreads.

Feeling the power of the dragon belonging to the superior, the advancing dragon beasts immediately had some fear in their eyes, and some even collapsed to the ground.

In an instant, covered by the dragon's power, the dragon beast kept rolling, and the momentum and pressure was also reduced a lot.
Chapter completed!