At this critical juncture, Paris suddenly knocked Helis to the ground.
The dragon's flames came crashing down, they were doomed.
At this crucial moment, Long Fei lifted his hand and slapped the air, a transparent barrier buzzed open above the Royal Palace square.
Black flames roared and crashed against it, but were all bounced back to the surroundings by the barrier.
The two sides confronted for a breath, the evil dragon finally closed its mouth, taking a deep breath of disbelief as it looked at this Eastern warrior.
Its poisonous fire could injure gods.
But here, it was easily blocked by this Eastern man.
Long Fei stared at it with a faint smile, "Dragon Clan's mixed blood, the taste must be ordinary. It's yours!"
The Black Dragon shivered, it didn't know who Long Fei was talking to.
Before it could react, a black curtain suddenly tore open behind it, quickly wrapping it inside.
The black curtain disappeared, and the Black Dragon's divine envoy was nowhere to be seen.
