Kapitel 827: Explosions are an Art

Xiao Ze was dominating the flaming falcon. Dragon tail slams, lightning attacks…

"Come on! Come at me! We've got heaps of time!"

The attacks of the ten-thousand feet long black dragon rained down on the flaming falcon's body.

The flaming falcon was forced into a corner, and it used a self-detonation technique—which damaged its dao foundation—to blast Xiao Ze away.

Unexpectedly, Gluttony was also a big headache. Its mouth was like a large vortex that could swallow heaven and earth, and it continually sucked in the energy released by the flaming falcon's self-detonation. It even managed to decrease the power of the explosion by a few notches.

Just as the flaming falcon was about to flee, Xiao Ze came flying over again. His glistening dragon scales were neat and orderly, and it was clear that he had suffered no damage at all…

Despair!

At that instant, some telepathic connection suddenly vanished.