Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Sensing the situation of the black dragon, the three Demon Emperors immediately had savage expressions on their faces as they attacked at almost the same time. Their powerful attacks enveloped the black dragon's vitals and explosions could be heard in the surrounding air.    

"Since you are not for my use, then you are for me to kill you!"    

He was extremely confident in his own side's lineup. Let alone the fact that the Black Flood Dragon was struggling in its consciousness right now, it probably wouldn't be able to defeat the three Demon Emperors even if it were in its normal state.    

Moreover, if the three of them attacked together, in his eyes, the Black Flood Dragon would die without a doubt!    

However, the matter was as Mo Lianyun had expected. The Black Flood Dragon was still standing in its original spot in the midst of the agonizing pain of its soul struggling. It showed no signs of dodging.    

However, just as the three attacks were about to strike the black dragon, he suddenly raised his head and stared coldly at the three figures.    

The originally pained expression on the somewhat tanned face of the black dragon suddenly disappeared at this moment. A cold glint surged within his eyes. Immediately, an extremely frightening dark-black energy ripple suddenly erupted from his body!    

"Buzz!"    

As the energy surged out, it instantly condensed into a massive black palm print in front of the Black Flood Dragon. Then, it shook the air with a loud bang and ruthlessly smashed towards the three Demon Emperors that were rushing over.    

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"    

The weapons held by Mo Lianyun and the others, along with their sharp strong wind s, slammed heavily onto the gigantic palm print formed by the dark energy.    

However, the moment their weapons made contact with the black palm imprints, the expressions of Mo Lianyun and the rest instantly changed drastically. They could clearly feel an extremely terrifying Power rush into their bodies through the weapons in their hands.    

Bang!    

For a moment, the berserk strong wind whizzed, directly sweeping across the air. After that, three ten-winged figures were sent flying by the impact of the gigantic palm print.    

The wings on the backs of Mo Lianyun and the others suddenly flapped, and their figures flew back hundreds of feet before finally coming to a miserable stop. Although his body had stabilized, there was still an extremely strong strong wind coming out from his back, which caused an explosive sound in the air.    

"What a strong Power!"    

As their figures steadied, Mo Lianyun and the others nearly simultaneously vomited out a mouthful of blood. The three of them glanced at each other and saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.    

However, what was even more astonishing was that the Black Flood Dragon was actually able to recover its consciousness in such a short period of time, and thus was able to launch an attack to resist them in time.    

Could it be ? The Black Flood Dragon had already erased its slave seal, and escaped Long Bufan's control?    

Or could it be that his failure to resist the slave seal was still controlled by Long Bufan?    

Mo Lioyun's heart was filled with doubt as he stared at the Black Flood Dragon. He was unable to determine what the situation was.    

However, based on the current situation, he hoped that the Black Jiao would be rid of Long Bufan's control. This way, Mo Lianyun could rely on his blood related relationship with the Black Jiao to drag him into their camp.    

As a result, Long Bufan would not have any power to assist, and when he runs out of power, that would be no different than saying "no", being extremely inefficient!