The protective spirit light around the man in the green robe faded, and the urgent voice of Ice Flood Dragon True Person rang in the man's ear, "Be careful of his spirit birds."
No sooner had the voice faded away than a Gold-Winged Windroc appeared, materializing above the head of the man in the green robe.
Its pair of sharp claws easily penetrated the man's protective spirit light, and then his skull.
From the moment Shen Long took action to the death of the man in the green robe, not even five breaths had passed.
Ice Flood Dragon True Person was filled with terror, realizing he had underestimated the opponent's strength.
Two ice flood dragons were entangled in battle, one drenched in blood, with scales falling off in abundance, its massive body knocking down towering trees as black roots, thick as human arms, burst from the ground, entwining the dragon's body.
A massive red blade light shot forth, cleaving onto the ice flood dragon, emitting a muffled sound.