"Shining its darkness, rumbling its thunder!"
"Yin Qi Lei! In the monstrous dragon's yang!"
"Yin Qi Lei! In the monstrous dragon's side!"
"Yin Qi Lei! Beneath the monstrous dragon!"
"Mournful is the wind, chilly is the rain. Desolate and dreary!"
"Forward, forward, seize the spear and charge!"
Around the giant dragon, dozens of wizards in black cloaks stood in an orderly pattern, bellowing spells out loud. In a split second, a storm howled in, blanketing the area. The sky became dark, the thunderous roar resonating in everyone's ears. Zheng Qing discerned stout warriors appearing out of thin air, armed with assorted weapons and shielding the wizards from the dragon's tail and claw attacks, sparking flames on the dragon skin.
At the same time, many wizards layered the controlling spells of 'Ge Zhitianxi', 'I Ma Huatui' and 'I'm a Dark Yellow Horse' onto the giant dragon, making it dizzy and weak.
