322 Strategic Retreat_1

Whether the Death Lord believes it or not, the fact remains.

This was the first time he had been so seriously injured since joining the battle… No! Since inhabiting this body.

Even a small crack or a tiny piece of fragment loss would be enough to break the Death Lord's heart.

Now that the damned Black Dragon had blasted a hole in his shoulder, he might have to empty out all his stock.

"Aaah!"

Suddenly, a sad and angry dragon roar came from afar.

A Golden Dragon about thirty meters long took advantage of the Undead Dragons' distraction by the Death Lord and Purgatory Demon Dragon, bypassed their defense line, and rushed towards the Purgatory Demon Dragon.

He had a very good relationship with Liu Guang Jin Huo, and it seemed that he wanted to avenge him.

Burning with hot flames in his mouth, as he approached a certain distance, he aimed directly at the Purgatory Demon Dragon and sprayed it out.