Bang!
The figure fell down again.
Then, it charged into the sky.
The venerable sovereigns were all shocked.
They couldn't remember how many times it had been. It might have been hundreds or thousands of times, but the figure was still charging forward, his momentum not reduced in the slightest.
On the other hand, the winged rain-Dragon's momentum had weakened a lot after being exhausted time and time again.
"How many times has it been? how can he still recover so quickly?"
"His qi and blood ... Are still very strong!"
The venerable sovereigns found it hard to believe.
If it were them, after so many reincarnations, they would have long run out of vitality and would find it difficult to continue.
"Look, Ying Long's aura has weakened a lot ..."
"If this continues, it won't really work, right?"
A moment later, seeing Ying Long's aura weaken again, the venerable sovereigns exclaimed again.
