The Dark Dragon Group Leader roared angrily, swinging his palms. His massive hands, like giant fans, collided with Ling Xiao's sword.
Ling Xiao actually overpowered him, which was intolerable.
He wanted to utterly tear Ling Xiao apart with his strength.
"Screech, screech..."
The Demon Dragon Sword pierced into the hefty, gigantic hand of the Dark Dragon Group Leader, but it was like stabbing into solid rock—the rough yet incredibly sword-shadowed skin was practically as impenetrable as a wall of copper.
It prevented the Demon Dragon Sword from penetrating further.
"Roar!"
Amidst the furious roar, the Dark Dragon Group Leader's body unexpectedly enlarged again.
Even his face became hideously horrifying, as if transformed into a terrifying monster beast.
At the same time, the bloodline power inside him surged, and the fierce blood aura actually condensed a scarlet totem of an ancient mammoth above his head.
