As the Swallowing Sun and Moon's No-fly Zone took effect, the dozen black dragons in the sky all let out terrified roars, flapping their wings before crashing down from hundreds of meters high.
Even with the constitution of the Giant Dragon Clan, falling from such a height is extremely unpleasant.
"Roar!"
A chorus of giant dragons let out pained howls.
Now it's not just the damage from falling from high altitude, the sandstorm created by Zhang Xiaoman below is constantly eroding their bodies, causing them immense suffering.
Some dragons instinctively tried to flap their wings to fly up.
But no matter how hard they tried, it was as if an invisible force enveloped them, preventing them from flying.
"Kill him! Everything will end!!"
Pujekrus' eyes were blood-red, summoning all the dragons to attack with him.
Facing the desperately attacking Black Dragon Army, Zhang Xiaoman had no choice but to take it seriously.
"Swish!"
