The Purple Gold Dragon circled and roared in the mid-air, its terrifying power causing the surrounding void to twist and distort.
This change of color even affected everyone around!
"You want to kill me? Dream on, since you're eager to die, I'll send you to hell!"
Ye Ling clenched his teeth, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and with a fierce tap of his toes on the void, his body shot out directly, his Snow Drinking Blade raised sharply, slashing viciously toward those beams of purple gold light.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Terrifying streaks of blade light constantly crossed the void, bringing with them piercing sounds of cutting through the air.
And the blade light in Ye Ling's hand was incomparably terrifying; once it struck something solid, it would definitely sever everything in its path, including that Purple Gold Dragon.
Seeing this, Zhao Bing's heart violently convulsed several times, his eyes widened, and his face turned extremely ugly.
