Between each breath, what it exhaled wasn't Heaven and Earth Primordial Power or any air, waste, or anything like that, but rather a flame tainted with Dark Power.
Lu Wenwu suddenly became interested in the Four-headed Chimera, wanting to capture one alive to take back and use to light fires.
Four stove mouths, the firepower looked robust at a glance.
I wonder what flavor chimera-flame-made stuffed egg pancakes would have?
With these random thoughts in his mind, Lu Wenwu unfurled the Demon Dragon Wings behind him, soared from the sky, and leaped directly toward that little hill.
The Hell Three-headed Dogs, with their keen sense of smell, sensed the impending threat and barked wildly at Lu Wenwu.
A large amount of corrosive venom shot out like arrows, transforming into deadly attacks.
Lu Wenwu sneered, took out the earlier Soul Hook and Mourning Stick from his personal backpack, and swung them fiercely with his left hand toward a Hell Three-headed Dog.
