C418 Death Is Waving Its Hand

"Roar!"

The Little Divine Dragon shuttled through the endless vines, and the tiny golden figure transformed into a long spear. Nothing could stop it for even a second. It opened its mouth and spat out a divine flame. It even lit up Prince Lance's bat wings and chased after him.

"Sword Mountain!"

A clear whistle was heard. Shen Qingfeng pointed his sword