C961 Black Flood Dragon

"You old things, as the masters of the Nine Spiritual Palaces, you have already attacked me continuously. You don't even have any face left. Why are you still talking so much? If you want to attack, just come!" Xiao Yu's voice was weak. He seemed to be unable to support himself from the ground, and he had to use one hand to support himself.

His face was as white as a sheet of paper