"The flood dragon is coming our way! Run!!" Bu Wushuang was horrified. The weakest flood dragon was comparable to a human Martial Saint, let alone an Inky Flood Dragon of this size. He had no intention of resisting.
"Roar!"
Seeing everyone flee in all directions, the flood dragon that soared into the sky let out a deafening roar. Everyone felt an incomparable pain in their eardrums as if they had been torn apart. Their minds buzzed and they felt as if they had exploded. They were dizzy.
"Ah!!"
"Let go of me! You damned beast!"
Two terrified cries of pain sounded in everyone's ears.
When everyone returned to their senses, they saw the flood dragon claw in front of its abdomen. It grabbed Bu Wushuang and Li Yun, the two Grandmaster-level experts they could only look up to, and soared into the sky.
Scratch! Scratch!