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"He's quite alert..."

Chen Qing looked at the scale-armored woman who had fallen in front, her one thigh burned away, and took a more serious glance.

In that instant, both Star hovering in midair and Hou Xiaoliang below, who had been utterly terrified, fell silent.

The Flame Dragon King had been burned to death...

Such news, if released, would probably be laughed off by the general public!

But it had truly happened...

Star felt that even he would have been seriously injured if touched by that torrent of molten lava; however, the moment the white-clothed man unleashed his rocket, the surging magma was pierced through like it was made of paper, and the Dragon King, glowing red like a hot iron, was reduced to ashes in mere seconds under the fire of that arrow, without even a few cries of agony.

He swore, in all his life he had never seen such terrifying flames!

This monster... where did it come from?

"Who are you?"