"Roar!"
The dragon's cry shook heaven and earth. Li Jie raised his hand and threw a punch, a true dragon coiling around it as it knocked back the silver python's tail.
A cold glint flickered in his eyes. Without another word, True Dragon Hundred Forms burst from behind him in blazing light, wrapping around him as he charged at his opponent.
In his view, the Sanctuary's supreme treasure had undoubtedly been taken by the Nethersea Silver Python!
Mu Qing and the other had arrived last, so the treasure could not possibly be on them. As for the Divine Son's treasure, there was an overwhelming chance that it was in the Nethersea Silver Python's hands!
Ronan knew perfectly well where the treasure had gone—it had long since been taken by Mystic Dragon. How could there still be any treasure left in this world?
But he did not say so. The current situation benefited him.
With Li Jie joining forces with him, dealing with the Nethersea Silver Python would be more than enough!
Sinister ghostly qi coiled around Ronan's body as he drew his stone bow and fired vicious Ghost Head Arrows. Every arrow tore through the silver python's scales, sending blood spraying.
One fought up close while the other attacked from afar. Their coordination was remarkably seamless.
"Roar!"
The Nethersea Silver Python let out a roar. A phantom manifestation appeared behind him, but it was no longer the giant whale from before. Instead, it was a sea of deadly poison radiating a faint, eerie glow!
A layer of blue mist lingered over the immense poisonous sea, making it seem sinister and terrifying!
Beneath that shabby old man's appearance, the phantom manifestation summoned by the Nethersea Silver Python had been a giant whale. Now, it seemed that had merely been a disguise.