At first it was light, revealing the bright yellow monk's robe, then it turned into a bright moonlight, and then it turned into a scorching sun.

Later, it was like a sun falling to the ground, which was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Finally, the eye-scorching light condensed into a palm of light, which lightly struck the dragon twisting in the air.

This dragon is a hundred meters long and as thick as two people hugging each other. Its eyes are like lanterns and torches, and it is glaring at Monk Yuande.

Facing the light palm formed by Monk Yuande, it swung to life and immediately avoided it.

But this light palm was unusually agile. It changed with the situation, became faster, and lightly hit the dragon's forehead.

"Bang!" The muffled sound was like thunder.

The dragon was suddenly in a state of dizziness, twisting randomly in the air as if drunk, and then landed with a "bang", then smashed the surrounding trees and weeds into pieces.

Wherever it passes, the ground becomes red.

At this time, all the experts who had been watching closely rushed over and formed a formation to besiege the dragon.

The dragon twisted its body and swept through everything. All the masters were swept away one after another. Even though the formations were connected and everyone's strength was gathered, they still could not stop the dragon's sweep.

Once it is swept away, the formation will be broken.

Once the formation is broken, the condensed power will be broken.

Fakong looked back, shook his head and sighed.

He vaguely understood the crux of the matter.

The formation he created was indeed powerful, uniting everyone's power together, but what was condensed was Gang Qi, which connected branches with the same Qi.

However, the strength cannot be gathered together. After all, once the strength is superimposed, it will not only hurt the opponent but also hurt oneself.

If the body is not strong enough, twice the force is enough to collapse the body. Just like weight lifting, excessive load will directly cause injuries to muscles and bones.

If you gather the power of six people into yourself, you don't have to attack the dragon. You will collapse yourself first.

But this is the power of Jiaolong. The physical power is too strong, and he is not afraid of everyone's aura.

So no matter how strong it is, it can't really be severely damaged.

If you want to seriously injure yourself, you can only use physical strength, a sharper sword, or mentally.

When Fa Kong thought of this, he thought of Xu Qingluo.

What would happen if Xu Qingluo came to assist?

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened them, his eyes became deep, and he looked in the direction of Zhen Longyuan.

This time, Monk Yuande still shined brightly, sacrificing his life to strike, and then Xu Qingluo blended into the crowd, with two rays of golden light appearing in her eyes.

The dragon suddenly shook his head and let out a scream, which shocked the people around him and fell to the ground.

Fakong opened his eyes and smiled bitterly.

The roar of the dragon directly defeated all the masters.

This is the terror of dragons.

You are in a suppressed position everywhere. If you want to defeat the weak through opportunism, you need enough luck.
Chapter completed!