Boom!
Ye Wudao was struck with a ferocious blow, his head went blank instantly, and his body was directly slapped into the icy lake by the Jiaolong's sharp claws.
"Master!" the bald eagle cried out in despair, with tears in its eyes.
"That poor kid!"
"Indeed, surviving a claw from that evil Jiaolong, he's probably reduced to bones now!" many Martial Artists said with palpitations.
In contrast, the evil Jiaolong extended a claw, upon which the Phoenix Glazed Pearl was clearly visible.
"Elder of the royal family, this is the Spiritual Artifact you wanted, isn't it?" the evil Jiaolong said with an amused expression.
"Give it to me!" the royal family elder's eyes gleamed with greed.
"First, promise to give me the blood essence of thirty thousand Martial Artists!" the evil Jiaolong demanded.
The elder of the royal family took out a red jar from his body and tossed it to the evil Jiaolong, saying indifferently, "This contains the blood essence of thirty thousand Martial Artists!"
