The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon was clearly shattered by the Holy Light of Saint Punisher, but at this moment, its voice could still be heard.
"If it wasn't for his reminder to guard against you little Daoist, I might have really fallen into your trap and wasted a little more energy..."
"Dao Qiongcang! Doesn't it cost you a lot of time to secretly accumulate such a level of attack while using a saint phantom?"
The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon laughed sinisterly.
Although he could not see what kind of technique Dao Qiongcang was using to accumulate his strength, he still remembered Bazhun'an's words. After all, it was a matter of life and death for him.
"If the Holy Divine Palace's backup plan is someone else, you don't need to dawdle with them. Just carry out the final plan," Bazhun'an said.
Then, he added with a smile,