Mo Tian and Ao Tian had been severely injured and stood no chance against Feng Wuchen's Wu Fire dragon.
"Bring it on!"
Sensing the Demon Soul blasting towards him, Feng Wuchen's lips curled into a wicked smile before he sent the dragon flying with a sweep of his hand.
"A dragon formed of the Primordial Wu Fire!" The Demon Soul furrowed his brow yet remained undeterred and fearless.
"Long Fu! Trap!"
As the Dragon Emperor swiftly pursued, he formed hand seals, and massive whip-like dragon tendons shot out like thick columns.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Baili Yufeng and Ling Xiaoxiao flickered rapidly, launching attacks from the left and right sides respectively.
"Child's play!"
The Demon Soul spoke chillingly, unleashing a terrifying force with a single qi force, shattering the trio's attacks.
The frightening energy qi force halted the Dragon Emperor's pursuit.
"How powerful!" The Dragon Emperor's heart raced as his complexion turned pale and he coughed out blood from the shock.
