"Right, if we can't kill him, sealing him will do!" Zhu Minglang was overjoyed, thinking that, if time permitted, he would give the beautiful cheeks of the Nuwa Dragon several big kisses.
Stepping over the "grave" of the Red Bare Mountain Giant, Zhu Minglang spit out a mouthful of phlegm before rushing toward the purple-black peak.
"Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!"
A dense swarm of Mosquito Dragons, several times larger than the batch that had killed Ye Yangjian First!
These Mosquito Dragons were clearly meant to ambush the Sudden Attack Team, but now they were all charging toward Zhu Minglang, perhaps eight or nine thousand of them!
If Zhu Minglang was not careful, even the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon would be gnawed to the point where not even bones remained. Unless absolutely necessary, Zhu Minglang did not want to face these Mosquito Dragons.
