C1108 Rescuing Snow Mountain Saint

"Bang!"

Sensing the invasion of the foreign object, the aura of the Nether Lord instantly went berserk. The surging aura of death condensed into a small black dragon that surged with mist.

The three auras gathered into a palm and grabbed the black dragon. No matter how the black dragon roared and struggled, it would never let go.

At this moment, waves of powerful force came from the aura