The thunderbolt flood dragons were flying, fully aware of what they were doing. The two one-hundred-meter long dragons had electric strikes wind around their bodies, moving with an intimidating intent domain that frightened people.
Ka Tuo and Feng Rao stood close to Shi Yan. Their expressions changed dramatically. Seeing the attack of the two dragons, they were very afraid and subdued as if they were facing the original power of the purest thunderbolts.
Shi Yan brought out his Divine Sword, his face stiff and cold. He instinctively released all of his power.
A strange phenomenon occurred.
The Divine Sword cut the void. Space slits appeared long and narrow like blades. They gathered thickly in front of him.
This was the only counterattack he could think of at this moment.
