The dragon roars in the gorge grew increasingly shrill.
Ning Xiaochuan's expression changed slightly as well. Yu Qianqian and Murong Wushuang had both entered the depths of the gorge. If there truly was a vicious dragon within, they would be in terrible trouble.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped confronting the Dark Emperor City warriors and turned to race deeper into the gorge.
The Dark Emperor City warriors hesitated and did not pursue him. First, they feared Ning Xiaochuan's formidable strength; second, they were afraid that some terrifying creature truly lurked within the gorge.
"Third Leader, should we chase after him?" Everyone looked toward the slender figure wrapped in a black robe.
Just as the Third Leader hesitated, sounds of slaughter erupted from the entrance to Dragonfall Valley. More than a dozen black-robed warriors, covered in wounds, retreated from the valley entrance and cried in terror, "Third Leader, this is bad! Yu TianDi has led the Qilin King Residence experts in!"
Another wounded man fled inside. "Third Leader, another mysterious organization has entered Fallen Dragon Valley. We have suffered grievous losses!"
The Third Leader's gaze darkened. These people really knew how to pick their moment. They intended to join forces and swallow Dark Emperor City whole.
"Retreat into the depths of the gorge. I'll clear the way." The Third Leader took the lead into the dim gorge. Three streams of profound qi gathered above her head, converging into a ball of flame! Its brilliant light illuminated the surrounding space.
Roar!
Dragon roars still echoed from the depths of the gorge, carrying an ancient, weathered aura, as though recounting a long-forgotten legend!
The poisonous mist here had grown even denser. Clusters of dark-blue flames floated in the air, like Ghost Fire dancing.
Ning Xiaochuan walked through the valley, which was filled with poisonous grass