A sorrowful cry!
The green rain dragon fell, blood splashing into the sky.
The group of old demon kings raised their heads and stared blankly at this scene. In the next moment, a few earth-shattering roars erupted.
"Old Lion, what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy?"
The one who had attacked just now was the old lion king. He stood in the air and shouted, "I'm not crazy. You guys are the crazy ones. If we really let this old flood dragon transform into a dragon, will this demon race still have a place for us to stand!?"
"Old Rain Dragon must die!"
With a fierce shout, he called back his battle spear and threw it out again, towards the falling green rain dragon.
With a puff, another hole was blasted through the Green rain Dragon's body.
The green rain dragon's aura was weak, but it was on the verge of death.
"Old Lion, you shameless scoundrel!"
Old Demon Crane roared in anger and attacked furiously.
