"Hiss..." Under the dual assault, the Death Sand Dragon painfully let out a long hiss, its body attempting to spread out again and become sand dust. But at that moment, the moisture content in its body was too high, each grain of sand was laden with moisture, and coupled with its energy nearly depleted and psychic exhaustion imminent, its movements were much slower.
Watching the grains of sand successively detach from the body of the Death Sand Dragon, Xin Yun inwardly cried trouble. Without the time to think further, Yinglong ferociously swam forward, instantly rushing in front of the Death Sand Dragon and once again forming the Dragon Array Formation around it, tightly coiling around its middle and not allowing it to disintegrate.
