Tian Xie was full of alertness, subconsciously retreating a few steps.
If the Blood Flood Dragon transforms into its true form, it would be invincible here, no one could match it.
However, the Blood Flood Dragon seemed constipated, struggling for a long time without being able to reveal its true form.
"Master, the cultivation power here is restricted, I can't transform into my true form."
"Damn it..."
Qin Yi was speechless.
Tian Xie laughed coldly.
"What are you laughing at, you idiot, as if you won't die just because the Blood Flood Dragon can't transform into its true form."
Qin Yi reached out, grabbing the Flood Dragon Spear, charged towards Tian Xie.
Seeing this, Tian Xie's face changed suddenly.
He turned his hand, trying to take out a weapon from his storage ring.
But he found out that he could open the storage ring when on the iron chain, but here, with cultivation completely suppressed, even the storage ring wouldn't open.
"Run!"
The Evil Lord spoke.
