"Roar!"
Seeing its master wounded, the Poison Fire Flying Dragon angrily breathed a column of fire from its mouth.
Qiuqiu's claws, ablaze with purplish-red flames, instantly shredded the venomous flame column.
As the scattered fragments of flame dispersed, the Poison Fire Flying Dragon had already vanished from its original spot.
Qiuqiu's purplish-red vertical pupils flickered as it searched for its form.
Shao Zifeng closed his eyes, his field of perception rapidly expanded, and then he synchronized the perceived images with Qiuqiu.
"Over there!"
Boom!
With wings flapping and flames dancing, Qiuqiu flew rapidly in pursuit, trailing a long tail flame.
The Poison Fire Flying Dragon spread its wings, weaving sideways through a narrow gap, its tail piercing the glass walls of a building, causing a spray of electrical sparks and a deluge of shattered glass to rain down on the relentlessly pursuing Qiuqiu.
