"Whoosh! Whoa!"
Feng Jiu, who already walked over to the side, saw Chen Dao's sword was raised high and plunged hard at the dragon. With a whimper, the dragon was cut into two. The dirt in the earth-drilling dragon sprayed out and splashed all over the ground. The whole air was filled with a foul smell.
Several alchemists at the back were relieved to see this. It's good that the beast had died.
However, as soon as the dragon's stench had cleared, there was a rustling sound again in the dark of the night. In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so strong earth-drilling dragons leapt out in front of them and some of their tails rolled towards their feet.
"Ah! So many!"
Several alchemists leapt to dodge the beasts and jumped into the trees, while some of them took out medicine and sprinkled them to prevent the earth-drilling dragons from approaching. Even Chen Dao was stunned for a moment.
