Xu Gu simply couldn't harm it.
Such minor injuries would heal before it even took notice.
"Ha ha ha, you almost scared me, you ant!"
The Molten Lava Inferior Dragon laughed out loud, looking down on Xu Gu, feeling triumphant once more, its crimson eyes sparking with unimaginable cruelty and coldness, it said:
"Dare to play tricks on this king, soon, I will tear you apart bit by bit!"
Having said that, it stopped paying any attention to Xu Gu, instead it let out an angry roar that echoed through the heavens.
The reverse scale on its forehead flickered with Divine Light.
Countless black mists spread around, as if a host of Undead were about to be born, marking the Field of this place.
At the same time, not far away, a number of Boss-level Dragon Man, leading countless Elite Dragon Man, surged towards them from all sides like a Tide.
They encircled Xu Gu, Li Xingyue, and the others tightly.
"Come!"
