"Who is it?!"
The three-headed demonic flood dragon could only watch helplessly as its prey was snatched away right under its nose and even its teeth had been broken. It was extremely furious.
It had been raised in the dragon-raising pond by the Dayan Sect for a total of 9000 years before it finally managed to break the shackles and reach the Myth realm.
It had thought that it could take advantage of this opportunity to have a good meal, but who knew that it would encounter a formidable opponent?
At this moment, its teeth were all broken, and blood gushed out like a spring.
An indescribable feeling of pain and humiliation surged.
The more the flood dragon thought about it, the more resentful it became.
"Roar! Who is it? Since you're so capable, get out here. I'll definitely tear you into a thousand pieces!" The three-headed demonic flood dragon roared out crazily.
Boom!
