"Mad Southern Ye, I want you dead!"
Sky-roaming Dragon King could not help but attack after hearing the voice filled with endless fury.
Initially, he thought that Ye Chen and the rest were quasi-saints at most. On the other hand, they had dozens of Demon Kings who were comparable to quasi-saints. There was no need for him to fight with such a disparity in strength.
However, the outcome shocked him. Ye Chen had purified dozens of Demon Kings with a golden pagoda. Even his son Qing Lin was no exception.
Boom…
The black dragon waved a pair of enormous dragon claws as it grabbed at Ye Chen from the sky. It shattered the void like the huge mouth of an ancient ferocious beast that could devour the sky and earth. It wanted to kill Ye Chen with it.
As he attacked, his 600-meter-long body swayed slightly, forcibly crushing a mountain.
"Too powerful!"
