High in the sky, Yan Zhengqing was paying close attention to the "battlefield"; and on the holy mountain, the young master, the prime minister, and others were also paying the same attention.
The purple-gold dragon flew rapidly in the sky, and soon phantoms appeared one after another, and the dragon's ability was brought to the extreme. However, the purple-gold dragon still could not get rid of the pursuit from behind.
The masters of the Holy Land sprinted madly. Their mounts were powerful flying monsters. Combined with the masters' own abilities, as well as the abilities of formations and spells, with the blessing of multiple powers, they slowly approached the dragon.
But the Shang Kingdom was equally strong. The fighter planes exploded, chasing beside them like lightning, and unexpectedly kept pace with the flying team of the Holy Land; and the scattered immortals followed behind them easily - don't forget, the scattered immortals can teleport, and now, the scattered immortals have not yet activated this ultimate means.
Yan Zhengqing looked down from above and saw the situation clearly.
The purple-gold dragon seemed to have some wish, so it acted like this. Yan Zhengqing was completely confident in his judgment.
The masters of the Holy Land seemed to be chasing fiercely, but they still had some strength left; their pursuit of the purple-gold dragon was fake, and their real purpose was to play with the Shang Kingdom. This was a war rehearsal, and hunting was just an excuse.
In fact, the Sanctuary wanted to say "go to war directly", but that is not the correct political attitude, it will lead to direct confrontation and even war between the two sides. Politics needs a fig leaf, even if the fig leaf is transparent. At least, it makes both sides feel psychologically that there is still room for maneuver.
In fact, this is a typical case of covering one's ears and stealing the bell.
For example, right now, both parties chasing the dragon seemed to have tacitly agreed not to use their full strength; only the purple-gold dragon was desperately trying to escape - it had to desperately, as it only had one day left to live.
In fact, this purple-gold dragon has been trapped for too long, and its body has been seriously depleted. Even if its potential is stimulated for a short period of time, it will eventually be a spent force.
Looking at the two teams chasing behind him, the purple-gold dragon Arazula was angry and sad, but at this moment he no longer had the time and energy to care about these things. The sea is ahead... The sea is ahead...
The place where the holy land was born was originally in Ziyang Divine Court, which is only about 10,000 kilometers away from the seashore. With the current flying speed of the dragon, which is almost 5 times the speed of sound, it can fly to the seashore in two hours at most and dive into the ocean.
The dragon fled frantically, as long as it entered the ocean, it would be fine. At that time, the dragon would naturally return to the sea, and as long as it found the ocean, it should be able to find the dragon clan.
Arazula roared continuously, exhausting all his potential.
In the back, the masters of Shang State and the Holy Land gradually began to... look at each other!
The master of the Holy Land looked at the Shang Kingdom's team provocatively, smiled contemptuously, and urged the dragon under him to increase its speed suddenly, charging at a speed faster than the purple-gold dragon in front; the other masters of the Holy Land were even more so.
Of course, Shangguo was not to be outdone. The speed of the aircraft exploded instantly, directly increasing from five times the speed of sound to seven times the speed of sound, and it seemed to be more than enough. In order to increase the effect, this time the aircraft did not activate the wind-proof formation on the surface, but just sprinted forward in a savage manner.