C785 Angry slaughter of demons

The dragon cry echoed in all directions, two figures were swept away by the dragon shadows and rushed out of Xijing's range.

"Zang Long!"

Frost and Feng Yao roared in dissatisfaction.

A figure flew by, and it was Dao San. He had joined the battle a long time ago, and this time, he had only left to investigate something.

And when he returned, he saw this scene