The greed and cruelty in the Old Dragon's eyes changed to bewilderment.
He didn't understand why Jing Jiu had stopped short and took that.
And moreover, he didn't understand why he couldn't reach up a bit more to bite his opponent to death.
The Old Dragon turned his head downward and saw his body. By now he understood what had just happened; he let out a dreadful, draconian scream.
The dragon scream was soundless, but others could still feel its dreadfulness. It was because the pain in his pupils was so evident.
The black body of the Old Dragon tightened suddenly.
It seemed as if someone was pulling him down forcefully from below.
The icicles created by the dragon breath were drifting in the Empty Realm.
The Old Dragon crushed those icicles while dropping quickly to the ground.
As he dropped, his pupils stared steadfastly at Jing Jiu. His eyes were full of resentment and anger.
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