The Ghost Tribe mighty figure was caught off guard by the surprise attack and could only use its arms to protect itself as the lightning fell.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying explosion of energy forced the Ghost Tribe mighty figure into retreat and destructive lightning flashed through its body while relentlessly breaking down its cells.
"There are more enemies? A black dragon at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage?"
It scanned its assailant with its divine sense as its expression shifted again. "How is that possible? How could a black dragon at this cultivation base be capable of unleashing such fearsome lightning techniques?"
Before it had a chance to recover from its shock, Xiao Ze unleashed over a hundred more bolts of lightning, which crashed down toward it.
