"Let me show you what the real flame of dragon is!" He suddenly reached out his right hand, and a pitch-black flame jumped in it, swaying, looking so flexible, as if it were a living creature.
As he fiercely waved his right hand, the flickering flames instantly turned into towering flames with unimaginable power, sweeping toward the west.
Silver Sky turned into a sword blade light curtain in front of him, and the sparkling silver flame and the dark black dragon flame of Valencia collided, as if they were equal against etiquette, and the black eyes could not move forward. Xicarl himself was an experienced expert who had been immersed in the nine-level magic weapon for many years. With the help of the holy weapon Silver Sky, it could be said that he had reached the limit of the nine-level
