When Tang Ye descended, the pseudo-dragon let out a loud roar and lunged at him. Its massive body crushed everything in its path and hurriedly advanced towards Tang Ye, like a mad beast.
"F*ck!"
Unconsciously cursing, Tang Ye quickly retreated. He saw in the pseudo-dragon's eyes, they no longer carried their previous intelligence–only desperation-induced madness. Under such circumstances, Tang Ye had no desire to see who was the tougher one.
However, what puzzled Tang Ye was why this pseudo-dragon was so tenacious? This already looked more zombie than a zombie. It was littered with wounds, yet it still possessed such great strength?
The tentacles reinserted themselves into the pseudo-dragon, resuming their feeding. Below, Ah Fu was gnawing at it, mouthful after mouthful. At the same time, Xu Haishui also came running back, leaping onto a part of the pseudo-dragon's body.
