"Ouch!
It's about to shatter! "
Hei Bao's spirit was roused, he suddenly jumped up and shouted.
Immediately afterward, the dragons yelled in unison, "Shatter!
Shatter!
Shatter … "
Setting aside whether or not the twin horn divine tool could shatter, the dragons' antics alone were enough to infuriate anyone who saw them.
All of the demons resisted the urge to vomit blood and chose not to hear the dragons' excited cries.
In comparison, they were more worried about the twin horn divine tool.
Since it had cracked, it meant that Zhang Xing's attacks were even more ferocious.
"Pfff!"
Yang Dingfeng slapped his chest again and spat out what little blood essence he had left onto the twin horn talisman.
The violently swaying twin horns did not settle down like they did a few days ago.
Instead, they swayed even more violently, as if they were about to go out of control.
Yang Dingfeng's eyes were bloodshot. He was so anxious that he wanted nothing more than to use his own body to stabilize the twin horns.
He slapped his chest again and spat out two more mouthfuls of blood essence onto the twin horn talisman.
At the same time, he swallowed several pills and channeled all of his divine sense power. His hands conjured up streaks of light as he quickly cast a series of hand seals.
Clang! Clang!
Clang!
All of the demons sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up. They were at a loss for what to do.
"Come and lend this city lord a hand!"
Yang Dingfeng hurriedly yelled as he continued to spit out blood.
The sixteen demons hurriedly lined up in a row and sat cross-legged behind Yang Dingfeng. They placed their palms on his back and provided him with divine power.
Crack crack crack …
Right at this moment, several more cracks appeared on the twin horns.
All of the demons were so anxious that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They glanced at the cracks and focused on providing him with divine power.
However, just as they closed their eyes, an extremely enthusiastic voice traveled into their ears.
"Um … Do you want us to help?"
Crap!
It was the black dragon's voice.
All of the demons had forgotten about Black Treasure and the others in their panic.
Zhang Xing was in cahoots with these dragons!
Two days ago, they did not dare to attack the rat for fear of breaking the vases. Perhaps they were afraid that City Lord Yang had other methods to control Zhang Xing.
But now that cracks had appeared on the Divine Artifact, how could they still stand by and do nothing?
Immediately, the last three patriarchs of the Yao Clan stopped circulating their energy. They stood up and turned to look.
Plop!
A huge dragon head had appeared out of nowhere and was only a few dozen meters away from their backs.
The three Monster Clan Patriarchs were so frightened that their faces twitched, their hearts thumping wildly.
"Brothers Dragons, I don't need your help with this. You should just … watch the battle."
"I don't think that's a good idea. I saw that you guys were in trouble, so I came over to help."
Black Treasure's face turned cold, showing a very unhappy expression.
Puff!
Aren't we in trouble because of you? Why are you helping us?
Brother Long, are you playing with us? We're not in the same group.
At least not now!
Has anyone ever seen a warm-hearted enemy come over to help?
That's not helping us, it's risking our lives.
"No … need, we can do it!"
One of the Monster Clan Patriarchs said with certainty.
"Is that so? Alright then, let us know if you need help. We're not far away, we'll be there in a moment."
Hei Bao's winding dragon body turns around and walks away.
Whoosh!
The three patriarchs heaved a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Black Treasure turned around and shouted, "Don't forget!"
Plop!
Not only did this shout cause the hearts of the three patriarchs to leap into their throats, even the other patriarchs trembled and almost fell from the sky.
What the f * ck!