"When you're dead, I'll cut a few pounds of meat off you and have a taste. Speaking of which, I've never eaten such a large mudfish before!"
A hint of killing intent flashed through eyes dark as ink, and Yang Yan's words once again sent the Evil Dragon into a frenzy.
Its rushing speed suddenly doubled at this moment.
"Roar!"
When the Evil Dragon was barely a hundred meters away from Yang Yan, it slightly lifted its head, lowered it again, and exhaled a fiery Dragon Breath toward Yang Yan.
At this moment, the abyss enveloped in darkness seemed to be lit up, as if it were bright as day.
The high temperature of the Dragon Breath reached an extreme, and even the air burned into white smoke.
The distant mountain walls were burned red, with scorching magma dripping from their surfaces.
Under such high temperatures, even Yang Yan had to avoid its edge.
He performed his Body Technique, flashing several times to the right, barely escaping the wide range of the Dragon Breath.
"Roar!"
