"Great Cycle Ten Thousand Dragons Silence!"
Zhong Lin's voice suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth. As his voice fell, the space twisted, and simultaneously, the sound of ten thousand dragons roaring reverberated throughout the world.
In the blink of an eye, countless dragon-shaped phantoms pierced through the void, converging from the major acupuncture points around him.
Grabbing, roaring, twisting, their bodies flickering between appearance and disappearance.
Finally, they formed a substantial entity before him, coagulating into flesh and blood, transforming into a giant dragon coiling around his arm.
At this moment, Zhong Lin's power, savage to the extreme, suddenly concentrated into his fist, a strand of pure gold light broke through the layers of void, carrying the might of countless exploding stars, as well as his unparalleled will.
"Die for me."
Suddenly diving downwards, it collided violently with the Fierce Tiger Shield.
Boom!
Rumble!
Rumble rumble!
