Chapter 532

"Is that really a dragon?"

"My God! Why is he here?"

There was a panic in the crowd. A feeling of pessimism and despair spread in an instant.

With the strength of these disabled people, they have no resistance to the Chinese dragon.

Then, the group of werewolves showed their grief and anger and roared, "Chinese people, it's not enough for you to kill so many of us. Do you have to kill them all?"

Tang Hao glanced coldly, "now I know I regret it. It's too late! You all deserve to die!"

"Kill!"

As soon as he waved his hand, the Taoist leaders around him immediately shouted and killed him. The momentum was like a rainbow.

The opponent was defeated in an instant.

The situation was completely one-sided. It was only ten minutes before the battle was over.

In the ancient castle, wolf corpses are everywhere in a mess.

Tang Hao stood in front of the gate of the ancient castle, looked at the sign of the wolf head on the door and smiled coldly. Then, as soon as he raised his hand, he blew out a jade amulet and blasted the wolf's head.

"Happy! How happy he is!"

The Taoist priests came back, looking excited.

"How arrogant these wolves used to be! They've done evil in China. Now they're finally cleaned up. I think who dares to make trouble in China in the future."

Long road of Qianji road.

"Let's go! Let's go to France and kill those bloody bastards!"

With a cry, the Taoist priest Qianji took the people on the bus and hurried to France.

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Somewhere in Europa, there is a mountain.

The mountain is very strange, majestic and dark. On it, there are many pointed towers.

That is the wizard tower, and this mountain is called Montenegro, the wizard mountain of Europa.

At the moment, in a room on the mountain, a group of old wizards are having a meeting.

"What a shame! What a shame!"

An old wizard patted the table and shouted angrily. His face flushed with excitement.

"These Chinese people are simply arrogant. What do they think of us? Come and go whenever they want?"

"Shame! What a shame!"

"Don't you feel ashamed one by one!"

The old wizard patted the table excitedly.

The other old wizards frowned and looked angry.

Although the werewolves and vampires are also their enemies, Europa is their territory after all. It's a shame for these Chinese people to come here without their permission!

"If we don't teach them a lesson this time, there will be another time. Next time, the majesty of our Wizard mountain will no longer exist."

"We should teach these hateful Chinese a lesson and let them know our power!"

"The majesty of our Wizard mountain cannot be provoked!"

The old wizard became more and more excited. He jumped onto the table and shouted.

"That's right! We should teach the Chinese a lesson."

Other old wizards were also infected and roared.

For a time, the crowd was angry.

Just then, a person in the corner said, "but... Did you forget that there is a dragon in China!"

As soon as he said this, the room was quiet.

The old wizards who had just raised their arms and shouted and looked excited all froze, and then withdrew their hands bitterly.

"Oh! I'm not in good health recently. My back is always aching and my heart is bad. I'm an old bone. It's useless. I'd better go!"

"Oh, my head is so dizzy..."

One by one, they began to put on airs.

"Or... Forget it! Chinese people will come when they come. It doesn't matter if the dignity doesn't exist. Anyway, the dignity of our Montenegro has long disappeared."

An old wizard was very sad.

Hearing the speech, other wizards also showed a sad color.

Back then, how they hung in Montenegro! The leader of the wizard world, but later, a traitor went to America, built a white mountain and took away the heart of the wizard.

Since then, he has been getting worse day by day.

"Alas!"

A group of wizards sighed and were very sad.

The old wizard said angrily, "I'm afraid of an egg! The dragon is a hair. Does he dare to go up our Wizard mountain? Besides, this time, the Dragon didn't come again. See for yourself."

With that, he threw out a large stack of photos.

"Look, all the people in China are here. Are there dragons? Most of them are those smelly Taoists, who are 60 or 70 years old, and the others are 30, 40, 40 or 50 years old."

A group of people took photos and looked left and right, which was fun.

"I don't think so! There's a play!"

An old wizard patted his thigh and said excitedly.

Another old wizard swept around and suddenly his eyes fell on a picture.

This photo shows a young man in a black suit. Like those old Taoists, he is also wearing a hat and sunglasses. He can't see his face clearly.

But it can be seen that he is very young.

He frowned and intuitively felt something wrong.

But what was wrong, he couldn't say.

"What about this man?" He picked up the picture and asked.

The other old wizards seemed to laugh.

"Hey! He's just a hairy boy! Maybe he came to learn more, or he's not a gang at all. Why, do you still think he's a dragon?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of laughter.

"Ha ha! I'm really kidding. How can such a hairy boy be a dragon? Haven't you heard that the appearance of Huaxia dragon is more than 20, and this one is at most 18 or 19!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

A group of people laughed and said confidently.

"This... Is also ah! This is too young! Is it my heart!" Murmured the old wizard.

"Good chance! Take advantage of the Dragon did not come, * * * * vote, kill the prestige of Chinese people!"

"Done! Done!"

A group of old wizards became excited again.

"Come on! Blow the horn, let's go! Go to France!"

Soon, a horn sounded and the whole Montenegro was a sensation.

In the wizard towers, figures came out one after another.

"What are you doing?"

"Shit! You don't know yet! The Chinese are coming. We're going to fuck them. I heard we're going to teach them a lesson."

The whole mountain is boiling.

WOW!

Accompanied by the sound of wings, giant animals soared into the air. They have the body of a lion, the head of an eagle, and wings. Their feathers are golden.

This is the Griffin, the mount of the wizard.

Three or four wizards sat on each beast.

"Target, France! Let's go!"

An old wizard stood on the Griffin and shouted. In a moment, the giant beast under him rushed out with a wing and a clear cry.

Behind him, giant beasts followed, carrying a large group of wizards to France.