Flying Dragon Race

Xiong Da could not stand Shen Liang's arrogance either and charged forward again.

"I'll kill you first, then slaughter the Earth Dragon Race." He had no time to waste on Shen Liang.

At the end of the day, Xiong Da was only a slave. He had come to the Lion Tiger Clan to help his master handle business.

Shen Liang sneered and suddenly led his men in a rapid retreat. Then, a swarm of demon beasts flew in from behind, blotting out the sky and sun.

"Shi Xiong, you returned at just the right time. If you'd been any later, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be ashes left of the Lion Tiger Clan."

It turned out he had been besieging Lion Tiger City for quite some time. However, Lion Tiger City's barrier was too powerful, and he had been unable to breach it for a long while.

Even Shi Xiong was startled when he saw the figures filling the sky. "The Flying Dragon Race."

Shi Yun's face turned pale as well, and he collapsed weakly onto the ground.

"How could this happen? Do they truly not care about the Demon God Hall's standing at all?"

The so-called Flying Dragon Race was one of the true Dragon Clans of the Endless Yao Domain.

Yet Li Xinghe stared at this so-called Flying Dragon Race with a puzzled expression. These things could be called dragons?

At best, they were giant lizards with wings.

At that moment, Xiong Er, who stood beside him, suddenly asked, "Master, are we still going to interfere?"

The Dragon Clan was far too powerful in the Endless Yao Domain. Almost no one dared provoke them.

The Flying Dragon Race was one of the true Dragon Clans, unlike counterfeit goods such as the Earth Dragon Race.

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