"Evil dragon, you still dare to resist!"
Jiang Xue Jun's brows furrowed, like two flying swords standing on their sides, emitting an astonishing surge of murderous aura.
The two golden dragons intertwined, their bodies radiating golden light and expanding slightly, revealing a patch of dragon scales.
Each dragon scale was the size of a calabash, and on it was etched a primitive and mysterious character, the tadpole glyph, an ancient dragon text.
These two golden dragons each spat out a mouthful of dragon flame, instantly evaporating millions of tons of lake water. For a moment, even the water in front of them became empty. Although each barrier of the water curtain was formed by the Red Hornless Dragon's specially crafted high-density water, it still couldn't resist the dragon flame even for an instant.
"Ah! You lowly wench, you dare to hurt me, the ancestor. I will exterminate you completely, so you will never reincarnate!"
