At that moment, An Lin felt as if he were witnessing a True Dragon raising its head and a Vermilion Bird flying in the sky above.
In the distance, Zhuo Ma and Apollo were running for their lives.
They both recalled the time they had been chased by An Lin and Ao Qingyu.
Now, they were still being chased.
However, the people that were chasing them were Ao Qingyu and Long Aotian this time.
"Hehe, a Return to Void Final Stage Dragon Tribe mighty figure is running like a wounded dog! You sure are a disgrace to the Western Dragon Forest!" Long Aotian taunted as he gave chase.
Frost God Zhuo Ma didn't want to say anything, so it unleashed a few extreme frost farts instead.
Long Aotian's brows furrowed, and he unleashed an almighty breath that broke through Zhuo Ma's extreme frost energy attack before continuing on toward its backside.
