A fallen leaf rolled up at the entrance of the cave.
Then, these fallen leaves spun again.
Inside the cave, Ao Feng stopped.
"Why is there a dead aura and the smell of blood..."
This was bad!
Realizing something, Ao Feng's figure suddenly dashed forward for a few miles.
Then, he stopped in front of the high platform.
On the platform, the little Black Dragon's body had already turned into a carcass.
The huge head was thrown off the platform, and its eyes had lost their luster.
There was shock and disbelief on its face, and there was nothing else.
"A sneak attack by the Roc Clan?"
That was impossible!
They had been watching so closely, how could it be a sneak attack by the Roc Clan?
Could it be that the other old dragons had acted because of a grudge?
No! No matter how great the grudge was, they would not attack their own kind.
Especially at this time and place.
