They retreated one after another, not daring to get too close.
"Huo Dragon King, you dare to harbor this person, aren't you afraid of being punished by the Imperial Court?" The Wide-robed Daoist shouted harshly.
As he acted, black flames soared into the sky like a heavenly pillar, almost occupying half of the street.
Such a wide range of power was like a volcano.
Facing this power, even more Nine Transformations Strongmen would be consumed.
"True Realm... is this the boundary above the Nine Transformations?"
Zhou Dao watched, his eyes shimmering, revealing an unprecedented desire.
This was a real strongman.
Boom...
The Huo Dragon King was silent, raising his hand, and blade lights revolved like a crescent flowing void. In an instant, the vibrations from millions of times before extinguished the black flames.