Two hundred and thirty wind-wild dragons are enough to destroy two frogman tribes.

[Ye Jing] The dark golden dragon eyes and vertical pupils fell into the only remaining frogman tribe.

He suddenly let out a dragon roar: "For the great ancestor Lord Dragon God, let His divine light spread everywhere!"

"Sandstorm, charge!!"

At the beginning, [Ye Jing] was still a little difficult to say when she was praising her god name.

But later he found that shouting like this before the war would help strengthen morale and accept it quickly and calmly!

"roar--"

The two hundred and twenty dragon clans behind him roared and echoed in unison, shouting to follow [Ye Jing].

Each dragon is fanatical and full of fighting spirit!

[Author’s off-topic]: The second update is here!
Chapter completed!