The situation seemed to have been reversed.
Song qingxiao took advantage of her success and continued to attack. Every time she flashed, she would tear apart the dragon's scales and tear its flesh.
The power in his body was endless, and his blood was boiling. The sound of his fists rubbing against each other gave song qingxiao the confidence that he could control the heaven and earth with just his palms!
The Dragon King was completely suppressed and wailed endlessly. Blood and scales flew everywhere. Every time the Dragon was hit by her, it made a dull thud.
The sound of the incomparably hard dragon bones breaking was endless. The spiritual power surged and produced sparks from the friction, but the next moment, after she punched, it dropped to a low point and formed ice crystals!
