C1187 A Bitter Fight

When Tang Ao saw Chu Xuehan's pale face, he could not help but be worried. Fortunately, although Chu Xuehan had exhausted quite a bit of his secret technique, its power was not small either. "Screech!" In mid-air. With a light cry, the Three-legged Fire Bird that Chu Xuehan summoned pounced towards the black magic ball that the grand priest of the Flood Dragon Clan had summoned