Chapter 342 Red Dragon's Shame, Anger and Doubt

Lei Dongtian on the back of the red dragon was even more furious, what a pair of little scoundrels.

"Vivian, don't be fooled, they are provoking you, stay calm, only weak dragons will use such despicable means, he is afraid of you."

Lei Dongtian said self-righteously while comforting the red dragon.

"Oh! So your name is Weiwei'an, what a nice name, my name is Heibao, Hei of the black dragon, Bao of the treasure in the palm of the hand!"

"I think we are quite a match, I am handsome and you are beautiful and generous, we are quite destined, right?"

Isn't this what Zhang Xing learned from him? Is this the legendary self-taught?

When a man sees a beautiful woman, he always becomes smart, clever, and quick-witted.

To sum it up in one sentence, he becomes a chatterbox!

The red dragon knew that Lei Dongtian was right and controlled his emotions, but he just couldn't bite or catch the hateful Heibao.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. He was one level higher than his opponent but still couldn't touch the edge. What did this mean?

Hei Bao was either at level six or his bloodline level was higher than hers.

Yes, both of these points were guessed by Vivian correctly.

In addition to self-cultivation, the only way to improve the bloodline level was to eat rare treasures.

But the great war eight hundred years ago destroyed the Holy Dragon Continent into a ruin. Not to mention the spiritual herbs that were ten thousand years old, even the thousand-year spiritual herbs that remained were rare.

And relying on his own cultivation, he didn't know when he could slightly improve the purity of his bloodline. Upgrading was an unattainable luxury.

Thinking of this, in order to verify his guess, the red dragon began to attack with all his strength.

"Roar!"

The dragon's breath like fiery red magma sprayed towards Hei Bao.

There was no way to hide, and Hei Bao could only use dragon breath to fight.

"Roar!"

A stronger acid sprayed out and collided with the magma.

Although Hei Bao did not become a level six state, he used the strength of a level six.

"Boom!"

A shot knocked back the magma and hit Weiwei'an.

Shua shua!

She rolled in the air continuously and fell four or five times.

She felt dizzy and her dragon body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Aren't you level five?"

The red dragon confirmed his guess and shouted in shock.

"What do you mean?"

Lei Dongtian stabilized his body and asked the red dragon in fear.

"Didn't you tell us that the black dragon was only level five?"

Weiwei asked angrily.

"This... We have received a lot of information, and the black dragon is indeed level five!"

Lei Dongtian felt a little uneasy and answered hesitantly.

"The black dragon is not level five at all. He is level six like me, and his bloodline level is higher than mine. You asked me to fight him. Do you want me to die?"

Unable to suppress the anger and fear in his heart any longer, the red dragon turned his huge head and stared at Lei Dongtian.

"Bang!"

Hearing this, Lei Dong's thoughts were immediately shattered.

"This is impossible!"

"When the black dragon first appeared, it was only level 4. Not long after, we found out that it was level 5. We thought it was hiding its strength, but you told me that it was level 6. Isn't this a joke?"

"How can a dragon level up in a few months? This is impossible!"

Shaking his head, he said everything he thought to the red dragon.

They all communicated with their divine thoughts. The spectators didn't know. They only saw that both sides stopped and stretched their necks strangely to see what happened.

Could it be that the battle was over again?

From the beginning to now, the black dragon only spit out a breath of dragon breath, and the red dragon was knocked dozens of meters away. It can be seen how powerful the black dragon is.