Seeing Tang San so resolute, a flash of determination crossed Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
He knew there was no way back now.
If Tang Hao had truly been nearby, he would have acted long ago.
At this moment, they could only rely on the Golden Iron Triangle to make a desperate stand.
"Little San, stop!"
Yu Xiaogang shouted in a low voice, urging his Soul Power.
The Golden Sacred Dragon in the air raised its head once more, its golden scales flashing with dazzling light.
The giant dragon opened its maw and blasted a stream of golden dragon breath at Leng Jun.
Yet Leng Jun did not even spare the dragon a glance.
His ninth soul ring suddenly lit up!
Blood-red light bloomed, illuminating the entire forest.
He directly unleashed the hundred-thousand-year soul skill, Demonic Sound.
A long, resounding phoenix cry rang out.
The Golden Sacred Dragon's body suddenly froze in midair.
A trace of confusion suddenly flickered in its golden dragon eyes.
Its proudly raised head drooped, and its attacking stance came to an abrupt halt.
At that very instant, a massive ice cone tore through the air and struck the Golden Sacred Dragon head-on!
Boom!!!
A deafening blast echoed through the mountains and forest.
Under the ice cone's impact, the golden dragon rolled violently several times.
Then, its enormous body crashed heavily to the ground!
Bang—
A dull thud rang out.
The ground shook violently.
Amid the billowing dust, the Golden Sacred Dragon rapidly shrank, reverting to Luo Sanpao's form.
Luo Sanpao's aura was weak.
Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong simultaneously spat out blood.
The faces of all three instantly turned as pale as paper.
Flender dropped to one knee, bracing himself against the ground with both hands as he gasped for breath.
Liu Erlong also barely maintained