Witnessing Jiao Yue being devoured by the Celestial Dog, the Third Prince of Demon Wolf's mind completely changed.
Run!
What kind of monster's territory is this?
The Third Prince of Demon Flood ignored the clansmen still fighting in bloody combat.
The takeoff was smooth, and in the blink of an eye, he was hundreds of meters above the ground.
Taking advantage of Yi Tian's unpreparedness, he flew diagonally, getting farther and farther away.
The Lord's speed is too fast; he can't escape on land. Once the Lord gets close, it will be too late to take off again.
Yi Tian would never let the Third Prince of Demon Flood escape; he wanted to catch him and slash him a few times.
Then bind him with the Spirit-Binding Rope!
"Clang!"
The Chongming Bird flew out from behind Yi Tian.
Yi Tian jumped onto the back of the Chongming Bird, pursuing the Third Prince of Demon Flood.
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf and Celestial Dog sprinted back to the city to support it.
