Between the mountains, the aura of the Demon King surged like a tide, pressing toward the group of human warriors. Although there was already one or two Martial Venerables among them, what confronted them was a Demon King from the outside world.
However, everyone still withstood the pressure; no one planned to pay attention to the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King, and they didn't know what the evolving light mass in the mountain meant.
"Courting death!"
Seeing no one paying attention to him, the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King's eyes emitted a vicious light, giving rise to killing intent.
"Black Long Worm, you'd better behave. Do you think the Human Race doesn't have Martial Kings?"
A long shout came from afar, as several figures arrived, bringing a cloud-like Blood Qi, all exuding the powerful aura of Martial King First Layer.
The Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King showed a disdainful expression: "Wu Yinghui? Even an ant like you dares to meddle in my affairs!"
