บท 1168: The Holy Storm Dragon Whelp 3

Hearing Gao Shun's words, Wu Wei could not help but raise his eyebrows. His gaze fell on the ninth-grade Dao Stepping Rotten Giant General again.

Wu Wei nodded without hesitation at the 22-meter-tall Rotten Giant General, who had already reached two to three miles away from the shelter.

"Sure!"

How could a man say that he couldn't?

Especially at this moment of life and death for the shelter, as the owner of the shelter and the spiritual leader of everyone, Wu Wei had no choice but to succeed!

"Good!"

When Wu Wei said the word 'okay', Gao Shun's side instantly took action.

In the second round, Gao Shun, who was still sitting on the fishing platform, held the [Spear of Purification] in one hand and the dragon flag in the other. He sat on a giant elephant that Wu Wei had recently trained and led his 2201 Dragon Elephant Dao Soldiers to charge at the corrupted giants.