Capítulo 920: Flames of War!

"What is this demonic art?"

On the dark clouds, a Void Reversion shouted in panic.

"A demonic art meant to kill!"

Su Zimo hollered and took a deep breath, howling into the skies!

"Roar!"

A resounding dragon roar sounded, piercing through metal and cracking rocks as the world shook!

There were no outsiders here. Now that Nangong Ling and the other two had fainted, Su Zimo no longer had to conceal himself. He transformed into his dragon form and let out a dragon roar!

In the primordial era, the Dragon race was the supreme of all races!

Any race, including humans, would feel uncontrollable fear upon hearing a dragon roar - it was a memory etched in the depths of their bloodlines!

The Dragon Roar was a killing technique of the Dragon race to begin with!