Almost simultaneously, Yue Jinghua's Dragon King Domain, after several collisions, shattered like a piece of broken glass, exploding unexpectedly.
Chen Jiangyin, seeing this, immediately supported her.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yue Jinghua's mouth, but a sly smile of a successful conspiracy appeared on her face.
"Do-not-harm-her-no-one-may-harm-her." Witnessing Yue Jinghua repeatedly injured by the roars of the Bronze Giant Dragon, and observing the color slowly draining from her delicate face, Ni Qianjun felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if each of her injuries directly afflicted him.
A powerful Dark Power erupted from his already shattered body.
He let out a furious roar. His nearly skeletal arm suddenly lifted; his slumped shoulders gathered strength anew, and his bent knees gradually straightened.
With a sudden burst of force from his feet, he shot up like a cannonball, directly striking the upper jaw of the Bronze Giant Dragon.
