Of course, among the six fierce families present, the dragon is not invincible and has no rivals!

For example, the Luo Cha clan, the Sun clan and the Dragon clan are extremely fast, and they can’t catch up with them even when they are physically fast.
However, there are many vines after the blood vine family came out of the body.
Even if you cut off a vine, you can’t hurt its roots, and it’s hard to get close.
Since the protoss came, he has been good at flesh and blood.
It’s hard for the dragon to shake and chop down its melee fighting.
The dragons who can really fight in close combat are the Witch clan and the Eye clan!
However, with the passage of time, the people in the six fierce families gradually calmed down under the leadership of the fierce family to stabilize the formation of the protoss main dragon.
The blood vine clan is dancing with many vines, which constantly contain the dragon’s identity and limit it.
The Luo Cha clan of the Sun clan constantly interferes around the dragon clan.
And the Wu clan’s Eye clan gradually retreated to the peripheral dragon’s true body and pulled away to release the pupil witchcraft!
The dragon looks dignified
He knows very well that once the battle of the six fierce families is formed, he will be caught in a bitter battle, and none of them can be killed!
Let alone rescue the night spirit.
"Little beast, I see what else you have!"
An old protoss man, though his hair is gray, but his spirit is hale and hearty, he is tall and full of golden blood, and he rushes to the dragon body to raise his fist and fight!
The fist generate dazzling golden light like a dragon was born!
Xu is shaking!
The protoss’s blood and flesh are too strong!
Even a protoss elder can explode such a terrible attack!
"You dare to scold me, old dog?"
The dragon doesn’t flash, his eyes are cold and flashing with cold light, and suddenly he pops up his palm and grabs the fist of the protoss old man. "I think you are tired of living, so I’ll send you away now!"
"Little beast, your strength wants to kill me, too?"
This protoss elder looks disdainful.
There are more than 30 fierce families who died in the Dragon War today, but most of them are fierce families in France.
And no statue of the protoss can fall into the hands of the dragon.
The dragon grinned and saw a gray mist in his outstretched palm. It looked ordinary and there was no terrorist force spreading out.
"What is this?"
The protoss elder frowned slightly.
Although he didn’t know the origin of the fog, he vaguely felt uneasy.
On second, the dragon’s real palm has quickly enveloped the protoss old man’s fist in a gray fog!
"No feeling?"
The strong protoss Zheng slightly.
His god punched in this gray fog, and his soft strength disappeared like sinking into the sea.
This didn’t hurt the dragon, but the gray fog released by the dragon didn’t hurt him either.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The protoss old man laughed face upwards and mocked "what nonsense spells are also taken out to embarrass you …"